Always Be My Best Friend の小説・ストーリー

He said. I smiled shyly at that. “You thought I was weird because I had a ball.” I said laughing. “I thought you were special. You were so smart. I was so jealous that it was easier for Olivia to become your best friend.” He said with a chuckle. “I always loved you Brad.” I said and then I twisted myself so I could look at his face. “I’m sorry that I haven’t been standing up for us as strong as you need.” I said. “I’ve been so weak.”

Best friend. What even is that, really? We all throw the term around, but if you stop and think about it, it’s something far more profound. A best friend is that person who doesn’t just know your secrets; they know you, the you beneath all the layers. They’re the one who sticks by your side through every high and low, cheering you on even when you don’t believe in yourself and calling you out when you’re on some nonsense. They’re like family, but they’re different from family too. They’re a choice, a bond built from every shared laugh, every late-night confession, every moment you thought no one else would understand.

“You’re magic, you know that?” She tilted her head. “Magic?” “Yeah,” I said quietly. “You always know how to pull me out of a bad headspace. Even when I don’t realize I need it.” She smiled, then bumped my knee with hers. “That’s what best friends are for, right?” I looked at her a beat too long. Best friends, she said. But the way my chest tightened… it was something else. I didn’t say it out loud, but in that moment, I knew:

Her right eyebrows lifted, with her eyeballs wide open in an utter displeasing gesture “Why can't it be me” I fired back “What? How can you even say that you're my fucking best friend” “A best friend that has always been there for you, a best friend that was there when your Almighty step brother was ignoring you, a best friend that has never left your side, a best friend that has always had your best interest at heart, it's me Taylor I'm that best friend that has always made sure you're okay, so why can't it be me, why must it be that dude that has made you cry over and over, and over again, he doesn't even love you, can't you see that?”

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

We'll be able to survive the year pretending to be a happy married couple when it's only for a short amount of time—we've known each other for too long, we don't have to worry about being uncomfortable or about falling for one another. For twenty years, we've been friends for twenty years . . . I'm confident that we will never forget the main purpose of the contract. Besides, helping my best friend is worth it. He has been the one to help me before ever since we were in middle school, might as well return the favour. ''It might work,'' I mutter.

for you to have a long and happy life. We'll probably see each other again... who knows, maybe I am one of those birds gliding in the sky. If I'll be given a chance to turn back the time, I still won't hesitate to give you my heart. That's what best friends are for, right? Now, Lay, I know you are one stubborn creature, but can you do me a last favor? (I imagine you nodding, so I'll go on.) Be happy and live life the fullest!

I told her. “Don’t worry. We will still hang out as we used to in case you are starting to feel like I’m not going to have any of your time then you are wrong because you are my best friend and I’m always going to have your time!” She cheered, pulling me for a hug once again.

, I said as I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my beauty. "Okay then, I will pick you up in the next 10minutes" Edin, my best friend said as he ended the call. Meanwhile, as I was looking at the mirror, my mind flashed back to the days we became friends and gradually best friends. Just like yesterday, I laughed remembering how I was a popular girl which no one could pass without glancing at and I was also a troublesome girl(that was part of my hobby).

"Of course, in your own time. People make stupid mistakes, but don’t throw away the fact that he has always been there for you." Always there for me. For friendship. But then again, I want all or nothing.