Your Boyfriend Game Day 3 Novels & Stories

Friday mornings had been my favorite part of the school week since the seventh grade. There was nothing more refreshing than waking up on a game day, knowing I didn't have to think about AP Literature for two days, and that I got to cheer my boyfriend on. Except, this Friday was the polar opposite, and I woke up completely out of my element. We didn't have a game for the next two weeks, and I was plotting revenge against my boyfriend with his other girlfriend.

Held up his sign. "You're playing well," he said after a game. We'd won. 4-2. "I'm playing okay." "You're playing great. Don't argue with me." I didn't argue. The playoffs were hard. First round. Second round. Conference finals. Each series harder than the last. Each win more expensive. Each loss more painful. Jay was there. Every game. Every win. Every loss. "You're my rock," I told him. "I'm your boyfriend." "Same thing."

In a weird jealous way I wanted everyone to know Harold James was mine. With that wink Harold had to go talk to the coach before the game officially started. With Harold now busy I turned to Hannah only to see her beaming and waving at someone on the field. Following her gaze I found Ryan standing there waving back. Like my boyfriend he was stuck on the field being the team doctor and all.

He yanked his hand away and tried to turn. I said lazily, with a cold edge, “If you try to run, don’t ever think about walking out this door again.” He hesitated. I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around him. My fingertips traced his chest and felt the muscles tighten, like touching a sword ready to be drawn. “Leon, let’s play a game.” He closed his eyes hard. When he opened them, they were darker and dangerous. “Play what?” I tilted my head and smiled, a vicious light in my eyes.

I had thought I would calmly expose his lies, but my body couldn't help but tremble as I spoke. "You disgust me! Since that's the case, I'm done playing this game. Go, be happy with her." Shane didn't expect me to know the truth, and he couldn't even form a proper sentence. "W-What do you mean, you're done playing this game?" "I'll leave this world. I won't appear in front of you anymore." A trace of panic appeared on Shane's face. He clenched his fists, but with so many people around, he still forced a smile. "That's got to be a bluff! Your mission's not complete yet, so your sister will die!"

Was that a joke? Before I could snap at him to pull away, his tongue brushed against my skin— tasting me, teasing me, making my pulse race. The feel of his teeth sending shivers down my spine. A small inaudible noise slipped from my lips, my head tilting back. Jesus Christ, help me! My boyfriend was literally right behind this phone screen wondering why his girlfriend wasn't answering him. " Zee, are you there? Can you hear me?" Came Chris's voice through the haze, but my mind couldn't register anything else.

Coincidentally, she managed to single out the most appropriate card among the rest "The Lover." She read as she presented it to Rico with a proud smile pasted on her face. "It's yours." She said and when Rico took the card from her, their hands touched. For a second, they locked eye contact and just as when Rico was leaning forward to initiate a kiss, Michael's face showed up in front of him. "Would you mind if I join in?" He teased them. Rico could not find the heart to leave his single friend alone on his birthday so he convinced him to come along, but if only Michael knew that he would be their third wheel and he would be force to eat dog food by two lovers, he would rather stay at home a

This is what you call a true friend. "Shut up, Day. Your boyfriend will kill me." I rolled my eyes, knowing well that Daya was a loyal person. Loyal in terms of relationships. She was more like a one-man type of girl, probably not like me. "Don't worry, I won't kill you, Amby," Daya's boyfriend, Kein, said to surprise us in between.

FLASHBACK “Wow! My own girlfriend doesn't trust me!" I fought the urge to roll my eyes at Roman. He sat across me, being a little drama queen. "Well so far you haven't given me a reason to." I shot back. "I'm your boyfriend!" He yelled. "That really doesn't count right now!" He placed his hand on his chest and let out a long gasp. "Oh my - will you two stop it? It's just a game!" Kat snapped from where she sat beside me.

“Shut up and listen to me, Noah. Um, can you act as my boyfriend as long as we’re here? Pretty please? It’s just for three days. I’ll treat you to dinner when we get back.” His eyes widened further, and he choked on his spit. “Whoa! What? Can you slow down?” I couldn’t. I had to force Noah to agree. He was the only way out. I didn’t need anyone’s pity, least of all Damien’s. I wanted to show him I didn’t need him anymore. If he didn’t want me in his life, others did. He shouldn’t know my real equation with Noah. “Just agree to be my boyfriend for three days, Noah. I will be forever indebted to you.”