Which Outsiders Character Is Your Boyfriend Novels & Stories

At a class reunion, someone introduced me to the man I had secretly dated for five years. “Mr. Lawson, Mia works on your research team too. Why don’t you two give it a try?” I walked over to Zeke Lawson, ready to take this chance to finally tell everyone that we were together. But Zeke took a step back and pointed toward his childhood friend, who had just returned from overseas. “No, thanks. I already have feelings for someone else.” He kept his distance and made sure no one would suspect anything between us. “If you’re looking to get married, I can introduce you to someone. I think you’d be a great match.” I let out an awkward laugh as I looked at Zeke, who was keeping a good ten fee

“You don’t like me, do you?” Shantal looks up from making lunch, frowning. “What? Of course, I like you. You wouldn’t live here with me if I didn’t like you.” “No, that’s…that’s not…I’m not your boyfriend.” “Well, no—“ “But I’m…I’m supposed to be your boyfriend, right? That’s why I was made, to be someone’s boyfriend and since you bought me—“ Shantal turns on the rice cooker and steps away from the stove, fidgeting with his hands. “This…it’s not that there’s anything wrong with you, Alex, I just, I don’t see you like that.”

Loving my boyfriend's best friend was one of the greatest feelings I had always wanted to get rid of. Harry never looked at me the way Shawn did but as a sister and a friend. So I decided to stick to that but every time I look at him, I'm unable to control these strange feelings I have for him. I know it's wrong to have these feelings for him but honestly, he was the first boy I would ever love. Shawn was second. I thought Harry leaving for England will help matters but now he's back and I know the worst is bound to happen.

Nick's expression shifted, but Maisie was quicker. She blurted out in a rush, "Mister, don't misunderstand! My friend is just cooking in there! "She loves excitement—keeps talking about a car kitchen. She insisted on showing off for us. But the fire got out of hand. "Don't worry, this car is fireproof. She's perfectly safe inside!" "Cooking?" The man stared, baffled. Nick immediately chimed in, "Yes, my girlfriend just likes to mess around. Sorry for the misunderstanding. We'll take her home now."

Though he lowered his voice, the syrupy endearments to another woman rang loud and clear in the hospital room. My boyfriend was calling someone else "baby". He was whispering promises to another woman right in front of me. Tears blurred my vision, spilling over before I could stop them. When he hung up, he immediately reached to wipe them away. "Get out! You disgust me!" I slapped his hand aside with all the strength I had. For a few seconds, he just stared, frowning, as though unable to comprehend my fury. "Have you really only ever loved one person in your whole life? Feelings change. Why can't you put yourself in my shoes? I promise you, once she's better, I'll marry you. It's just a year

When we finally parted, breathless and dizzy, he rested his forehead against mine, his eyes dark with emotion. “I will not push you further tonight,” he said, repeating the promise he had made before. “I respect you too much to rush this. But I want you to know—from this moment on, you are not alone anymore. Whatever you need, whenever you need it, I am only a call away. Ethan may be your boyfriend, but I will be the one who actually sees you.”

I called in almost a whisper, surprise evident in my voice, "Who else do you think it would be? Your new boyfriend?" He asked and his expression changed into a frown. "What... What are you talking about?" I asked, tilting my head to look at him, "How did your outing go? I'm surprised your new lover didn't make sure you reached your room safely, what's the hurry?" He asked and my brain suddenly wrapped around everything he was saying, "Stanley isn't my boyfriend, he's just a friend." I clarified and his hand slowly wrapped around my neck,

Never? I might have to go through the rest of my life not remembering my past? The boy looks back at me. His face is so worried, he must be someone important to me. “Who are you?” I ask him and he closes his eyes then looks down at me, trying to calm himself down. “I’m Asher, your boyfriend.” He tells me and my eyes widen. I have a boyfriend? An array of people come into my room. My grandma, my best friend, the rest of my friend group, some other family, my cousin. I don’t remember any of them. They don’t even ring a bell; this is not going to be fun.

Like he’s claiming me as his trophy girlfriend, even though he is the one everyone wants. “I’m Dante,” he says. “Her boyfriend. Who are you?” Kyle shrinks a little under Dante’s stare. My ex isn’t short, but my new actor boyfriend is tall. “Uh. Just a friend,” Kyle awkwardly mumbles. “Hmm.” Dante doesn’t smile. He just stands there, carved from marble and draped in danger. “You always talk to your friends like that?” Kyle flushes. “Didn’t mean anything by it. She just looks… different.”

“Then you can give him your back and walk away. This is how you win.” I nodded, mirroring her expression. “I think I like the sound of it.” She chuckled. “Finally! You shouldn't hide in the basement forever.” My smile quickly faltered. “There's only one problem… who's going to be my mysterious boyfriend?” “That's easy.” She waved her hand. “You'll go with my brother.” I blinked. “Your brother is gay.” She shrugged. “So? He can be mistaken for a straight guy... sometimes.”