Novel & Cerita Things To Call Your Girlfriend

"Your phone. I'm buying you a new one. I need to see you when I make a call like this." "Ha?" Her brows knitted together. How a choosy difficult person! "Do you really need to see who you're calling with every time you do business? Treat me different from them, mister Castigado!" "Exactly!" Hearing that confused her even more that she stayed silent. "You signed the contract, my love. That means you're my girlfriend now. I want to see you during calls. I assume there's nothing wrong with that, right?"

“Don't raise your voice on her.” Callan's hands fisted. “I'm not raising my voice on her,” he snarled. “You cannot blame me for not appreciating you spending time with my girlfriend!” My eyes widened. “Your girlfriend?” Callan pushed past Darren. “Well, that's what you are to me. We are dating, are we not?” My mouth opened. We had never called that thing between us a relationship. We had been on a few dates, but this? He had never called me his girlfriend before. He had never mentioned that he wanted to be in a serious relationship with me, yet he decided to shout it out now?!

"What are you talking about?" "Oh, you know well what am I talking about. Now you want me, huh? Because you've seen me naked, you think I'm desirable now?" "Jesus Christ! Colette…that was a mistake. I wouldn't—" "Call me in the middle of the night to–" I cut in. "I always call you in the middle of night, it was fine by you. What changed?" He cut me back. "You have a girlfriend, that's what changed. When your hands itch to call someone in this ungodly hour, call your girlfriend. Don't ever call me, do you hear me?"

Why call her anything else when she has a name so beautiful? Every day I find myself more in love in with her. Every day that passes by draws me closer to her. Over the last so many days that we have been talking, I have been meaning to ask her what I mean to her, if I do mean anything at all. I want to ask her whether she sees me as a potential boyfriend, but I will not, because I don’t believe in the terms ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’. These terms are too frivolous and are just used to introduce people. I believe more in the word ‘soulmate’. It makes so much sense. When you’re in love, it’s meant for life, isn’t it? If not, then what defines love? A cup of coffee shared together? A drink?

"Thanks, but I don't have a boyfriend. I'll let everyone know when there's something serious." I made my way into my bedroom, stripping off my shorts and sports bra. After tossing on a comfy T-shirt, which I think had been Kevin's, I opened up my phone. Iryna had texted me twice, just 'thinking of you's. It was adorable. Just seeing her name on my phone sent a lovely, warm feeling into my chest. My finger hovered nervously above her phone number for a moment. I needed to talk to her about the weekend. But could I call Iryna Baraskova? Maybe not, but I would not live in a world where I was afraid to call my girlfriend, so I pressed the screen. The phone rang once and Iryna answered.

"Stupid? You're calling me stupid now? Really?! You're the one who's stupid bitch!" My jaw almost dropped because of what he called me. T-What? did I hear correctly? He called me a bitch??! Wow!! Today I heard a man call his girlfriend a bitch! But wait...girlfriend? Am I his girlfriend? Eh, how did I become his gf and how did I become his bf...he didn't flirt with me, right!? Oh putcha! So, I made moves with him, we were sweet to each other sometimes, we did it, we planned to get married and then we didn't have anything. Is that possible!

I answer him “Can you wait for a few minutes so that I can talk to my girlfriend?” Elliot suddenly asks “Can you stop with that that useless format” I hiss “I swear, my girlfriend is calling” he say seriously “So you are dropping my call for a ladies call?” I scoff “Call it what you want, I will still pick my babe over you” he answers and before I can reply, he cuts the call “Wow….this love thing is a beautiful thing” o say with sarcasm dripping in my voice

I asked him, and he immediately turned to face me. "Why are you looking for my girlfriend?" he shot back. "Can I call her?" I quickly asked, searching for Yannie's name on my friend list to video call her. I didn't have her number. Josh quickly approached me and grabbed my phone. "Hey. Why are you calling my girlfriend? She's mine, bro," Josh said. "Come on, Josh. I don't have time for your possessiveness over your girlfriend. I just need to talk to her. I just have a question," I replied to him.

I called not knowing what to say "Please Adure I know I've not been nice to you,I called you names and said hurtful words to you,but the thing is,I can't get my head off you, I can't stop stealing glances at you in class , I can't stop wanting to hear your voice everyday.swears these last two weeks were like hell without you, I can't help but confess that I'm madly and irrevocably In love with you, with the most beautiful ugly girl I've ever met. Adure please,will you be my girlfriend" he ended his long speech I was speechless,I didn't know what you say.

I offered a cheeky wink. Her face turned a brilliant crimson. "Well, I suppose it's only right to share those with your girlfriend," she teased, putting heavy emphasis on the last word. Damn. I had called her my girlfriend on the phone. "Sorry, it just slipped out," I stammered, my mouth suddenly feeling completely dry. "Is it okay to call you that? I really hope I haven't blown it." We may have only had three dates, but we’d been talking non-stop on Lovebomb and on the phone for a few weeks. It felt like I’d known her for months.