Novel & Cerita Things To Call Your Girlfriend

I looked at Katherine and her eyebrow was ached at me, "you are leaving?" I sighed a bit defeated and feeling pissed off a bit, "I'm sorry..." "It's okay... your girlfriend comes first..." Fuck.... as soon as she said that I turned to her and kissed her, "she's not... you'll understand soon...I'd call you when I'm home but I don't have your personal contact details.." "Well you know you can ask for them..." I laughed at her, "you are an idiot Katherine.... Umhh.. can I please have your numbers, I'd love to call you..." I said the last part seductively I swear I heard her moan,

I mouthed. She smiled softly at my surrendering and we continued eating. I was trying to repeat the process of rubbing my leg up her friend's thigh again when my girlfriend groaned. Damn! When did she put her leg forward? My heart nearly jumped out of my chest, but I composed and wink at her. Damn! I'm stopping that. She didn't think too far and assumed that she was the aim. Phew! Before we were done having our dinner, my girlfriend received a phone call. She excused herself and I heard her constantly calling, 'mom' and then she stomped her feet on the floor like a kid throwing a tantrum.

“For now, I’m very interested in practicing making them. With you.” “Seriously?” she asks. I shrug, angelic. “Dead serious.” “Well,” she says, suddenly very official, “then THE GUY better pull his socks up. Otherwise, THE GUY may lose certain boyfriend privileges bestowed by THE GIRL.” She pokes my chest with her finger. Once. Twice. Every time she says THE GUY. “Kissing. Holding hands. Sleeping. And any other … related benefits.” “Oh,” I say solemnly. “I see. Sounds like THE GUY needs a strategy.”

I responded, thinking he called me. ‎ ‎"No, darling," he said, "I'm not calling you. My girlfriend is Kourtney over here." ‎ ‎Everyone, including myself, froze. "Kourtney and I have been together for a few weeks now, and we're considering taking things to the next level, you know, a man's gotta settle." ‎ ‎I was too stunned to speak. I stood there like a water fountain fixed to a spot, my eyes wide open like I'm in a scary movie. The saliva in my mouth dried up, and I felt like my throat was burning.

Another kiss, then another, each one stealing pieces of my sanity before she presses her lips to the corner of my mouth. “Hell yes, you can call me your girlfriend,” Ava murmurs, her fingers curling in my shirt. “I’m yours, Kai. Completely yours. And you’re mine.”

Natalie wanted to tell him any girl would mind but decided against it and shrugged it off; Ian, on the other hand, kept feeling like they were being followed. “Natalie—” “You can just call me Nat; my friends call me that.” Natalie cut in sharply. “Thanks….Nat. Um, I was thinking I'd like to give someone… I mean, a friend of mine wants to give his older girlfriend a gift since she’s mad at him but he’s hesitating because the girlfriend said she wanted space and might think he isn’t listening. Should he contact her and give her the gift or maybe he could wait until, you know, until she calls?” Ian asked shyly while Nat stared at him in bewilderment.

'Hello, girlfriend! I rolled my eyes. This brute! “WHY ARE YOU CALLING ME YOUR GIRLFRIEND?! SINCE WHEN DID I BECAME YOUR GIRLFRIEND?! BRYAN JAMES LEE, STOP BEING CRAZY, OKAY?!” ‘Calmed down first girlfriend!’ He continued teasing me. This guy is so good at pissing me off. Alex, calm yourself... inhale... exhale... relax... I started to count one up to ten to calm myself.

I was so irritated I feared I'd say something I'd regret later if I stayed on the phone with her any longer than I had to. “Mmmmm detka, uh...I might be asleep...but call me first so I'll answer and then...we can Sk-Skype. I want to see your beautiful face, my perfect girl.” Her random hiccuping and constant slurring was grating at my nerves and I sighed curtly. "I beg your pardon everyone, b-but my girlfriend is a Princess." I heard her shout the announcement out loud, and bristled at the roaring laughter in response. “I hope you’re sober by then. I have to go.”

It reminds me of how Santana and I playfully egg each other on. I follow Micah but stop when April steps in front of me, hands on her hips. “Is there something you need to tell me, boyfriend?” she asks. I shrug my shoulders and lean down to peck her lips. “Nothing of importance, girlfriend,” I reply devilishly. I love how she smiles every time I call her girlfriend. She can be so sweet under that gruff exterior. And I can’t deny that I enjoy how she playfully calls me her boyfriend.

Stacy: "Hey boyfriend, hurry up," I called when I couldn't hold it anymore. "Sorry, I got to go, my girlfriend is waiting for me." He said taking two big strides to where I was standing and he took my hand. "C'mon girlfriend let's go." "Will you stop, I am not..."