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“Sure about that? You look like–” “Shut it! We're late for prom!” I blurt out, glaring daggers at him. The atmosphere feels tight with tension, and every breath I take makes me feel like I'm suffocating despite being in such a big room. I bite hard on my lips, trying to ignore the pooling feeling of anxiety growing within me. Everything about my fantasy is so wrong. Xander's my best friend, and he even has a girlfriend–well, an almost girlfriend. We even made a promise to never see each other romantically, but since I discovered my addiction to erotic books, I've found myself blurring the lines between platonic and romantic friendship.

I signaled for a third drink. I wasn't broken. I'd been telling myself that because it was easier than admitting that the reason Tristan had never once reached anything real in me was because something else had already taken up all the space, it had been taking up space since I was sixteen, waking up flushed and shaking in a guest room. I shouldn't want him, he was off limits, he was Chloe's father, he was eighteen years older than her, but god I wanted him. I was twenty years old and I was in love with my best friend's father.

Sunny answered and acted as if she was wiping a tear from her eyes. Crazy girl. “Why? What is the story? And what is the title?” Keith asks, sounding so interesting. I don’t know what will happen if they were put in a room together. Two crazy people and the world will totally go crazy. “Hmmm, the title is BESTFRIEND. It’s a story about a guy and girl who grew up almost together. The guy knows a lot about the girl, but there is one thing he doesn’t know. The girl fell for him, but the guy fell for another girl, who happens to be the girl’s best friend. And in the end, she chose to give up on her love and let her two best friends be together and be happy. She just cried as she watched the two

We are old friends. - owner? A man? - Yes, I'm bisexual. Does it displease you? - Noooo. - she says immediately. – I have nothing against it, by the opposite. Some time ago, before I arrived here, I found a book that some human had forgotten or lost. It was about two friends who became lovers. Two men. – she blushes – there were very interesting scenes. – She says remembering the book “My Best friend & I” by the writer A.P. Morgan.

But as fast as it came, it turned into a frown, "No. Tell me your problem, I'm going to be your future brother -not by blood- soon, Vanchel." With eyes widened, I blinked a lot of times before clearing my throat. "Okay." "Thank you." He nodded, "Go on." "Let's just say that I read a book where the main character loves her best friend. But her best friend loves another girl and asked help from his best friend and his best friend helped him and they got together and his best friend got sad and yet every time the best friend got a rocky relationship with the person he loves, he seeks help to his best friend and his best friend is always there for him and it's unfair." I rambled, trying to keep

I’d just— She’d looked hurt. And for some reason, that made something inside me snap. Now, every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face. That look she gave me — confused, flustered, soft. And that made me feel worse. Because she wasn’t supposed to get under my skin like this. She was my sister’s best friend. And I was the idiot who couldn’t stop thinking about kissing her again. “Okay,” Scott said, interrupting my thoughts, “I can practically see the wheels turning in your head. Spill, man. You’re acting weird.”

She'd been talking about him nonstop for months now and I knew she was very much in love with him. God, I couldn't believe this. On one hand, I could tell her that her boyfriend was a douchebag and that we'd had sex but that would break her heart and it would be my fault on the the other hand it I decided not to say anything, I'd be letting a douchebag like Collen have his way with my best friend. I ran my hands through my wavy blonde hair and groaned in frustration as I stared at my reflection above the vanity. My eyes were puffy with all of the crying I did last night and my hair was a complete mess.

She was no friend of his, just a charity case but for Osama she lied. (There is always a huge difference between love and friendship.) "Lies. No one falls in love within a day.... Inki na dosti sachi hai, na mohabbat! But it's okay, for you I won't say anything. understand you...." Osama promised, as he spoke again. "-However, if I have to choose between you and the love of my life, I would always choose you. Because you are my favorite girl, and no other person could ever come close to your place, let alone take it." he finished kissing Maria's temple with a small smile which was reciprocated immediately. "I know you would." she whispered a tear leaking out of her eye, hearing his heart tou

I’d picked him over her, like a fool. And when it all fell apart—when Bruno proved her right in the cruelest way possible—I went crawling back. She didn’t take me in. She turned me away. That rejection had cut deeper than Bruno’s betrayal. Because losing a boy was one thing. Losing your best friend? That was losing a part of yourself. Which is why my heart nearly stopped when I heard the voice behind me. “Well, if it isn’t Nova Ashton.” I froze. For a heartbeat, I thought I’d imagined it. That my mind had finally decided to torment me by conjuring her voice out of thin air.

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