Why Is My Boyfriend Being Distant Novels & Stories

Every time we go to the roof, we always end up locking lips with each other. If possible, I want to avoid major dramas in my life until I know what the hell is wrong with my husband. “Why are you suddenly acting distant? You have never been this way with me. Tell me, did I do anything you don't like? I will change if it's what it will take to get you—” “It's nothing. I'm just not in the mood to talk. I had a hectic day at school. Coupled with the assignments I was given, it's just playing with my brain.” I sighed once more.

I stammered a bit because of the strange nervousness I felt around him. I feel like something bad is going to happen. What am I even thinking? Why am I feeling like this? "We need to talk," he said and turned his back on me. I became even more nervous because of the way he spoke and the tone he was using with me now. Why does he feel so distant from me right now? Aren't we on good terms? Didn't we already talk about our problems? Why does he look angry? "Hurry up," he called to me.

Those stretches of time when I didn’t hear from him were always the worst. “How was the art thing?” he asked. “It was fine.” I should tell him about the flat tire and that man who’d helped me, but for some reason, I didn’t. “I’m going to shower then go to bed.” He left the couch and my side and walked off. He used to grab me all the time, yank me into him and kiss me, but lately, he seemed disinterested in physical intimacy. He was always stressed or tired or distracted. “Is something wrong?”

I nodded and he continued, "Do you really have genuine feelings for me?" That caught me off guard that I snapped my head to him and gave him a dumbfounded look, "Of course, I do. How could you say that?" "Well, for one, you've been very distant. I keep making advances to make this work but it kinda feels like I'm forcing myself to you. I thought we were going to try to make this work," he argued. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. He's right. He's trying so hard and I'm not helping.

At school, he only did that to arrange to meet up for schoolwork within the school building. “I called him last night to check in. I’m trying not to seem needy and bother him. ….He said they are taking it easy, doing boring guy things like fishing and lazing around all day. He seems fine.” He seemed distant and didn’t talk much, creating a clear boundary between us, and got off the phone pretty quickly. It bothered me, but I know it is what it is. I have resigned myself to the fact that my feelings for him are my problem, and I need to get over them. I spent the last couple of days thinking it through. Putting my heart aside and being sensible, and examining it from all angles.

I really do love him but sometimes he makes me wanna doubt his love for me. Nicholas was increasingly distant and most disturbingly, he wasn’t texting me back as quickly as he used to. Sometimes waiting for hours where he used to always get back to me in seconds or minutes. For calls, I haven't witnessed any of late. And most annoyingly, he doesn't return my calls when he misses it.

Life is such a mess, and shit things happen almost every time. We are sleeping in the same room but I felt like there's a wall between us. We are often together but he seems far away. Or maybe, it was just me. Because no matter how hard I tried. I can't act nor think the same. I distanced myself from him and I don't know if he was numb or just kept quiet because he didn't complain about anything. Or maybe it's more favorable to him that while the six months are not over, I'm getting ready to move away.

“I don’t know, Eva. Things are not aligning the way they should. I'm trying hard to hold onto some bit of stability, but I can't wrap my head around what is going on with us.” It was time to bring out my dramatic mode. “That could be my fault,” I said quietly. “My condition hasn’t been stable.” “That’s not what I meant.” “You’ve been distant. You can't even stand me anymore; you're disconnecting from the bond.” He looked at me. “This isn’t about that.”

“Have you noticed anything different about him lately?” My heart stuttered. “Different how?” She hesitated, choosing her words carefully. “He’s… distant. Not cold, exactly. Just somewhere else. Even when he’s sitting right next to me it feels like the bond is quieter than it used to be. Like something is interfering.” I opened the fridge so I wouldn’t have to meet her eyes. The cool air did nothing to calm the sudden panic under my skin. The claim mark throbbed in time with my pulse.

"A slight problem? You've been getting distant from me for quite a while!" "That is because I don't understand the kind of attitude you've been displaying, you're not acting like the woman I fell in love with," he argued and I let out a wry laugh on hearing him. "How exactly? Why don't you explain what exactly is different about me?" "Cassandra..." "I've told you that we are just having a burnout because we are having too much of each other. We've been working together which we normally don't and not even working so much. We rarely go out too so that's why we're getting tired of each other."