Best Friend Aesthetic Novels & Stories

He mocked the word ‘sister’ and smirked, only for it to die out when Bailey turned around and showed him her pretty doe eyes. Kaleb will also admit that Bailey was one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen. With her huge blue doe eyes, long black hair that nearly looked like ink touching her tailbone, pouty lips that somehow were already so naturally red, and cute button nose with fat cheeks, Bailey could easily put these supermodels to shame. The girl was a living walking barbie doll. Just way prettier in real life, but she was off limits and besides, like he said, she was annoying just like his sister.

Noah: Yes, I am fine, I will see you there by one in the afternoon. Noah put the phone down and got in the shower to calm himself down but the cold water did not help calm his joystick, the only way was to touch himself till he cums while thinking about his motherfucking best friend and when he finished, he felt guilty like he committed a sacrilege or something. They met at a quiet café that had an outdoor spot near a river. Zach was already there when Noah arrived, he wore a fitted black t-shirt that clung to his powerful chest and shoulders and dark jeans that sat dangerously low on his hips. He looked as devastatingly handsome as always.

Aesthetic's POV: “ I see… “ I murmured while looking at Spade's cold eyes then gulped many times to settle this uncomfortable feeling. “ I’m Aesthetic, but you can all call me Thea. “ I stated while wearing a fake smile on my face. How can I even smile if I know that I was sorrounded by these non-human creatures? They're all gorgeous but the fact that they have some hidden fangs inside their mouths make me wanna run away from here.

…I smile thinking about them. I've known my best friend since 7th grade and we'ev been inseparable...we are complete opposite,she is tall,slim, blond,has a body of a goddess with a smile that brightens up a room when she walks in.she pulls boys like magnet,plus she's a total extrovert.a party animal infact.it doesn't bother me that I don't have the kind of attention she gets.i quite like it in fact because I like to blend in with the crowd,I don't like any sort of attention because I tend to stutter really badly when a stranger tries to start a conversation with me ….

She is a certified fashionista, unlike me who's very simple and plain. And just like any other person, arguing with your best friend is inevitable. We do argue a lot, especially when it comes to the things that we like and don't like. Caroline and I are the total opposite of each other. If she's a fashionista, then I am simple and plain. If she is the Campus Sweetheart, I am the nerdy one with thick glasses on. She is cheerful, I am silent. She loves make-up, I love books. She loves pink and purple, I love black and red.

I'm feeling like dancing crazily. Then we strolled to our desk and settled down. I kept my handbag on the table in front of me. The whole class is my friend but Anu is my only best friend. She is completely like me. Our opinions and choices are the same. Her heart is pure like crystal, she is a fun-loving girl and a loyal friend. She has long back hair, pretty brown eyes and thin lips. Her completion is fair like mine. But she's prettier than me but she says I'm prettier than her.

He asked as I rest my head on his back. Getting sex toys for your best friend. We were out of the court now, in the empty lobby which seems as though no soul exist here. Did Cole wait for me? I think I'm getting ahead of myself. "Being too nice" i responded biting my lower lip and I drew my head high to see his face. He was smiling and I blushed. "That's cute" he complimented jerking me up properly while I inhaled his neck. Exotic fragrance. "Why did come for me?"

So, why was this guy—who, according to my people, was supposed to be her best friend—holding her waist like he was her boyfriend? ‘What the hell is wrong with you, man? It's just a girl; nothing special.’ My inner voice scolded me—and it was right. I mean, not to be dick-headed, but I have had chicks fight for me. At concerts, they literally throw pussies at me. I've dated models, actors, and pretty much every woman you can picture off. But there was never anyone like her. Just a normal girl. But maybe that was the point. Maybe her being regular is what made her feel... new... interesting like something worth exploring.

After everything we've been through, I think it's fair to say that my life isn't everything without the appearance and presence of my twenty-two years best friend. Like I said . . . being truly and fully happy has made me forget about the whole reality of the world, of what's happening in the East or even in the West which makes no sense. Aidan make me forget those things, no matter how important they tend to be, no matter how much value they mean to everyone else because he makes me focus onto my own path while being aware of my surroundings and somewhat the people around me.