Best Friend By Jason Chen Lyrics Novels & Stories

She reclaimed her bowl of cereal. "I'm just glad you're not judging me, best friend," said Sasha with a weak smile. "That's the last thing I'd want to hear after everything that's happened." She reclined back in her seat, exhausted. "Why would I judge you? I'm happy that you're finally out of your shell." Tilly was excited actually, her grin bigger. "I guess." Sasha sighed. "And you? What's going on with the hot chocolate you told me about the other time? I know you have been texting with him all morning."

Note: I don't if there are any consistent readers but if they are this is for you. I no longer will be updating every week instead I will upload 2-3 times a month, depending on how I feeling. Thank you for your continued support. xo. Now on to the chapter. ''She's my best friend. I'm allowed to crush her if I want to,'' Zack stated. ''Well, she was my sister so I get a say and I say get off my sister,''

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.

“Fine.” I stalked back to the counter, grabbed my bag, and muttered a quick goodbye to Nancy and Matthew. Matthew hurried over, his eyes darting between me and Aaron. “Are you okay? Is he forcing you to do anything?” he asked in a low voice. I shook my head. “No, I’m fine. He’s my best friend’s brother. He’s just… looking out for me,” I said, hoping that would be enough to reassure him. Aaron appeared behind me, and Matthew took a step back, his unease evident. “I don’t like him,” Aaron muttered under his breath as we walked outside.

I muttered, "But what about Jason?" "Do you trust me?" Sky asked, "With my life," I responded and she tighten her hold on me, "Then just let me handle that, okay? Let me handle Jason, don't be rude or shut him out, just be his friend. Alright?" I nodded against her, sinking deeper into her shoulders. My best friend, always keeping me safe. I thought with a smile. "We should go back," She said and the thought of leaving this warmth made me whine, "We need to go back before they kill themselves there, never knew Jason could be so petty and annoying."

After Janet's heartfelt encounter with Jason, she sought solace in the company of her closest friend, Chloe. She recounted the painful conversation, her voice laden with traces of sadness and uncertainty. Chloe listened attentively, her eyes filled with empathy and understanding. "I always thought Jason was the one for you," Chloe admitted softly, her voice tinged with a touch of melancholy. "But if Lucas is the one who makes you happy, then maybe you should give it a chance."

Author POV "Good bye Miranda, Please take care of damien. Thanks for being a best friend and close buddy, I will forever miss us" Jason muttered, sighing sadly and Miranda cleaned the tears dripping from her eyes slowly. "I will miss you so much buddy, you've been everything to me and you have me hope when I found none, Your memories will forever be ecstasy" Miranda hugged Jason tightly and He wiped her tears pecking her forehead.

"Oh fuck baby! Yes, come on my cock." His breath is ragged as he lets out a groan of utter ecstasy; cuming inside the condom, emptying himself. We lay here, sweaty messes, tangled in each other's arms, completely sated, and still in awe it happened. "That was better than I ever thought it would be, Scarlet." "I know... I just... Wow." "Well, I can officially say that our friendship is ruined in a good way haha! We can never go back, not after what we did."

“That’s my best friend!” To be continued...

The memory of her in that bed, with another man, still hurt more than I wanted to admit. “Are you not coming?” I took a deep breath as I heard Heitor cross the door like a ghost, wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of green shorts with a subtle print. “Alex, you’re my best friend. And besides some neighbors and the hospital staff, I have no one else to talk to.” I set aside the agenda, trying to ignore any monotony in my life. Heitor’s words seemed distant. I could barely keep up. I didn’t remember where I was supposed to be, or where to go. The days still felt the same.