Your Boyfriend Game Peter Fanart Novels & Stories

’ I replied, ‘I love you, Boo. Peter’s stare was like an x-ray like he was seeing through me. I couldn’t understand this feeling but totally I loved it. ‘I have a boyfriend’, I mused to myself. Peter smiled and kissed my cheek. ‘I finally have the lady of my dreams’. He began singing When He Kissed Me by Shania Twain and a lot of other love songs, just mixing up love songs. I could only smile. He was quite a singer too. At 3 pm, Mum knocked on the door and walked in to ask if I would love to go out with her, but when she saw Peter, she just smiled.

There, she was completely impressed and sated with me. “You are going to take some sacred vows with your beloved in a while.” Peter pulled me out of my wicked thoughts, making me glare at him. “Get your head out of the gutter for a couple more hours then she is all yours.” “For fuck’s sake, Peter, this so-called good boy act does not suit you. Just go back to being a prick, would you?” I asked him. He rolled his eyes. “But I am having so much fun with this.” He grinned.

Peter was always good with me and recently started to flirt with me. He and my best friend Katia are twins. They have the same characteristics, same blond hair and ocean blue eyes, both of them are tall but Peter is taller and more muscular. Peter, Fabien and Antony are the most good-looking guys at our school, girls go crazy for them. Fabien and Antony whore around all the time but Peter isn’t a player like them.

"Well what are you waiting for? Go say hi!" "Uh..." I trailed off needing a moment. None of the guys I have met before today have been anywhere close to as good looking as he was. Some weren't ugly by any means but if the side view of this guy was good enough to be a model I can't imagine seeing his full face is like. You can do this Aubrey. Its just a business transaction. You are paying him to be your fake boyfriend, that is all. Be professional and go say hi. I nodded to my inner voice, probably looking like a lunatic to anyone watching me.

I finally snapped, the frustration bubbling over. Peter rolled his eyes, a hint of exasperation in his voice. “I saw your precious boyfriend storm out of the house. And he was looking at me like I had just run over his mom. Like he couldn’t wait to… I don’t know… disembowel me or something.” “He’s not my boyfriend,” I muttered, the words barely audible. Peter raised an eyebrow. “But you slept with him, didn’t you?”

“Miss Chen, the announcement is locked in. Contracts are waiting at the house. Smile for the crowd. This is blowing up online.” “Blowing up my life, you mean,” I fired back. “For what? Your ratings?” Nate’s hand brushed my waist as he turned us toward the cameras. His fingers spread warm through my shirt. “Mine’s blowing up too. Yelling only makes the clips worse. Breathe with me.” “Breathe with you?” I faced him, our bodies too close in the crush. His eyes held mine, dark and intense. “You’re my brother’s best friend and suddenly my fake boyfriend? This is insane.”

" Ava said. "Fine! "I don't have a boyfriend, but what have you done till now? You could not even make a single girlfriend." Ava teased Peter. "Hello, excuse me! You always wanted a boyfriend, but I’m not interested in this kind of relationship, love, or dates," Peter replied, breaking the silence. "That's why I haven't made any girlfriends, but it's not like I’m not capable of making a girlfriend." Peter defended himself. "Even now, if I play a pinch, thousands of girls will stand in front of me to date me." Samantha chuckled in response.

"What?" "What was what you didn't understand?" "You... He... You two-," Julian can barely articulate his own sentence. "We're boyfriend and girlfriend. He asked me yesterday, and I accepted." The demon's citrine-colored eyes are glassy: "Please tell me this is a joke." "I am terribly serious. And by the way, why all the shock? You know that you and I are becoming romantically involved." "Yes, but... But not like this." "In what way, then?"

While it’s not uncommon for female creators to face malicious comments, this time, it felt exceptionally vicious. While I was still confused about what was going on, my phone buzzed. I answered the call, and my best friend’s anxious voice came through. “Piper! How could you let your boyfriend use that piece for the competition?” I was baffled. “What competition piece?” She quickly sent me a link. The moment I clicked on it, rage surged through me like fire reaching my head.

"Thanks, Peter, but Susan already made dinner, and I have a lot to do." "You've rejected me several times, Manuela, but I told you I wouldn't give up unless you introduce me to a boyfriend. It's my birthday next week; I hope you'll accept my invitation. Say hi to Lucas for me," Peter said before leaving, his persistence unwavering. Manuela couldn't deny Peter's kindness; he might be boyfriend material for others, but she could only offer friendship. Besides, she had bigger things to worry about. Closing the door, she returned to Lucas.