Novel & Cerita Best Friend Song Jason Chen

“I don’t like hearing about what happened to you from someone that’s practically a stranger. When something happens to you, I need you to tell me.” “Okay.” “And I especially don’t want you to hide or sugarcoat your problems with me. I might not be able to solve them, but I want to be involved in the process of trying to solve them. Because I’m your friend and that’s what friends do.” “Okay.” She repeated. “I’ll try.” He sighed, then gave her a lopsided smile. “I reckon that’ll have to be good enough.” She reached for his hand, gently pulling the soda can away to assess the damage. The knuckles were split, with blood dried between the creases of his fingers. They were already swelling, althou

Okay, you look gorgeous", he said walking towards the door. As soon as I heard that, I had butterflies in my stomach. "He actually knows how to make one feel better", I thought in my mind while following him up to the car. At the restaurant, there sat a pretty lady but not as pretty as I am. "Hey babe, sorry for being late, your gender caused it", he said pointing at me and laughing. "That's not a problem, I actually got here just now", she said smiling. "Hi, I'm Kira, his best friend and you are"?, I said extending my hands for a handshake.

He eagerly said as he jumped of the bed and hugged me. Everyone meet Jason McCann, he has been my best friend since kindergarten, I kind of saved him from getting beaten up by a girl. Yes, little Jason almost got beat up by a girl. In my defence it was very funny but it was very mean to just watch so I had to help. So that's how I met Jason, he has been my best friend ever since. It gets annoying sometimes because he is exactly like an annoying pimple growing on your face, he just never goes away.

"So don't leave me. Please? Elaine, I can barely imagine myself without my best friend." To my surprise, he wrapped his arms around me. Tight enough that I could barely move and felt the warmth of his heart. How am I supposed to move on and get past this? Dylan Spencer, my best friend, is my weakness.

"Hey I would like you to change that song, a song for all amigos" Staring at the smiles on everyone's face, I knew that this would surely be a a great night for me. I want to see how Jason would survive without me, he was making do of what he have which is absurd. He loved me, so when I'm not around he's supposed to come for me or better still wait, not find someone to hold on to until I'm back. "This is the way to dance" I uttered as I stared at Jason, his sweaty face and the big grin on his face, knowing that I just stole his spotlight with my words and the influence of my new found friend.

We rose from our seat dancing to friends by Ella Henderson it was Kayla's favorite song but it's now its our favorite song. Friends, with you 'til the end Fix you, help you mend, when it gets tough And when you're scared, they're gon' be right there So hold onto your friends, friends I was right there when you struggled with Ryan And you were right here when my dad went away And all the weekends we stayed out All the hangovers laid on the couch Yeah, the times we don't talk about And the boyfriends may change And so will our second names But one thing stays the same is us, yeah

Jane asked. He nodded. "Yeah that when I am not really busy." "Okay sounds great." Jane said airily. Jason glanced at me over Jane shoulder. "Mind to introduce me to you new friend." "Ohh yeah." Jane turned to me. "Jason this Anya, my new best friend." Jason walked pass Jane and stood in front of me. He was really handsome and had a cute smile. He was about the same height as Grayson, but he wasn't muscular as Grayson.

He looked at Zach with pure honesty. “You love him.” It wasn’t a question. Zach’s throat felt tight. He looked his best friend in the eyes and spoke with total truth. “Yeah. I do. I love him so much.” Ryan didn't say anything for a long moment. Then he let out a deep sigh, walked across the room, and slapped a heavy hand onto Zach’s broad shoulder. “You’re an idiot,” Ryan said. “But you’re my best friend. And Noah... he’s family to us.

And there he was. Mason Chen. Six feet two of lean muscle and careless arrogance, dark hair pushed back from his forehead like he'd just rolled out of someone's bed, jaw set in that permanent sneer that made him look like he was bored of you before you even opened your mouth. He was wearing a black button-down with the top three buttons undone, gold chain resting against his collarbone, sunglasses pushed up into his hair even though it was past nine at night. He looked like every bad decision I'd never let myself make.

She swore she didn't have a boyfriend. “I'm worried about you. Just eat something,” I said and his gaze softened. He stared at me for a while before taking a bite of the burger directly from my hand. His cold lips brushed the surface of my knuckles, and my breath hitched. I pressed my lips tight while I watched him munch the burger slowly. His hair was in neat curls, his gaze fixed on me while he took another bite of the burger. He looked like sin. “I'm grateful to have you as my best friend,” he mumbled, and I hummed.