Things To Call Your Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Uh, yeah. Just for the meantime. I have to hang up now, mum. I have so much homework to do tonight. Good night. I love you." "Okay. Good night. I love you. Ah, wait, come home this Saturday. Okay?" "Yes, I will. I'll see you on Saturday." I say. "And oh, please bring your girlfriend with you. I want to meet her. Bye!" She hangs up the call before I could react. "She's not my girlfriend," I mumble, putting the phone on the top of the table. Tch. That girl. --- THE NEXT MORNING. KHAI's POV

Ryan's POV "Be my girlfriend" I said directly. She looked shocked, even shocked enough to not be able to react for quite a time. "I... I mean..." I started to explain. What do I mean? I mean... Be my girlfriend. "uh... what?" she asked finally. "Well, you heard me" "I think... Wait. Is today the first of April?" she literally took out her phone. I took her phone to make her look at me. "I am serious," I said.

he shamelessly called her darling as he ruffled her messy hair. NiNi drifts her eyes instantly as she tries to hide her red face. They have grown so much closer these past days because of the bucket list. But Xiao Ni hasn't customized with Wang Kai using endearing words to call her. However, he insisted. He heard Ji Cun Xi call his girlfriend baby, darling, wife, puppy, my princess, prettiest woman, cherry, apple, grapes, every fruit name you can find without any burden. He also had a fiancee. Why can't he call her with an endearing name?

He shouted over the phone. I just dropped the phone and turned it to loudspeaker so that he wouldn't spoil my eardrums with his noise. I still don't understand why he calls her my girlfriend. I have told him times without number that, I don't and will never have anything to do with Cindy. "What girlfriend are we even talking about?" "Have I been talking to myself?"

“That's enough reason to feel bad and I wouldn't judge you for this.” “Thank you, coach.” “At the end of the day, she's your girlfriend and you must do the talking. Women like to be spoken to—they like to speak to but not all the time. This time, you need to do the speaking—call things back to order and that's what will fix this relationship. If you two love each other, of course.” Did he have to say this? Did we even love each other?

"Hello? What do you want? I'm at the university." [Why do you sound like you don't want me calling you?] "W-What? O-Of course, I am at the university. A-And why should I be happy about you calling me?" [I have a dinner with my family later. Come with me.] "W-What? W-Why should I-- [We have this tradition of having dinner together every end of the month. I will introduce you to them as my girlfriend.] "Y-Your girlfriend?!" [Just so they would finally stop bothering me.]

I meant to say Princess. I smiled, "good that's more like it, second of all, you're supposed to say everything you just did because I'm your girlfriend." ' I'd dump you and say it.. But I don't want that. I really like you being my girlfriend.' I couldn't help but smile at that, she was the cutest idiot ever, "I was thinking about opening an Art Gallery and show my work then sign a few other artists.."

Alpha Vicker said with anger. "It's not fair and I don't like the way you are treating me. As your girlfriend, I'm supposed to be free to come to your house anytime I want..." she paused as Alpha Vicker cut in. "No! You are not free to come to my house anytime you want. That you are my girlfriend doesn't give you such a right! I have told you that before you come to my house, you have to call me first on the phone to get my approval and it must be on weekends and late in the evening. This is the last time I will remind you of this. You dare not repeat it!" he spat.

Just the thought of letting her go made my gut twist. I decided to call my lovely girlfriend. My phone was in my office, and I unbuttoned my bloodied shirt as I made my way there. Damn. This was one of my favorite shirts. "Bella." I greeted when she answered. "Ciao, Mariano." She chirped. Just the sound of her voice was enough to set all of my nerves on fire. "What are you doing?" That Landick fellow's raucous cacophony echoed. Bloody hell, he was singing something about birthday sex in front of my girlfriend.

“ Of course, you know you wanted to tell me something on the phone and then you said you would call me later, what is it you want to tell me ” Should I tell him ? How would he feel if I tell him what's on my mind ? “ Yes, I wanted to tell you something on the phone ” she said. “ What is it you want to tell me ” “ I want to be your girlfriend ” Like, comment