Best Friends Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“He has a girlfriend,” I whispered to Jess, my dearest companion, as I absentmindedly twirled a strand of hair around my finger, my gaze fixed on the ceiling above. She's the only friend I've truly connected with. Making friends has never been easy for me, but with Jess, it was instantaneous. Our bond, forged over four years, has made us inseparable. Usually, she's the one who visits me at Atlas's place, but today I find myself at her house, unable to bear the idea of staying home while Atlas's girlfriend moves in today.

“Not even therapy can take away your mischievous nature.” Cressida pouted, sitting beside me. “Bae, you know I'm an author. I couldn't pass up the opportunity of doing a life confrontation scene.” “I didn't know that informing my girlfriend that she was part of a trouble was considered confrontation this day,” I replied with a raised brow. Cressida blushed, “I may have gone too far…but I wasn't lying. Having a best friend is like being in an open relationship, there a always new people joining in the name of being partners.”

Anna spoke, which made me turn to her. "What do you mean?" I was confused. "Harry." "Harry isn't my enemy. He's my best friend." She rolls her eyes and stepped out of bed. Her hands were on my arms. She gave me a quick massage. "Best friend?" She laughs a little and continues. "Harry was never your best friend." I don't know what she's getting at but I just let her speak without arguing. "What would you do if your best friend was having an affair secretly with your girlfriend?" Anna whispered to me.

A wheeze-laugh escaped me before I could stop it. I settled on the blouse she picked for me and started to change. “By the way,” I said. “How’s your boyfriend? Cade, was it?” “We broke up,” she said, sounding unbothered. “It didn’t click. I realized I want a friend. Not a… partner. Does that make sense?” “I get it,” I admitted. “I feel like Anthony is my best friend.” Her eyes widened in mock offense. “Hey!” I corrected myself quickly. “My second-best friend.”

“Wait. Best friend?” I couldn't hold in my curiosity anymore. They were too lovely to be just bestfriends. He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah. She's my best friend.” I glanced between them again, incredulous. “I’m sorry, but… you two have a terrifying good chemistry for people who are not dating.” Clara burst out laughing. “Oh, we hear that all the time.” “All the time,” Grayson echoed after her, nodding his head. “I genuinely thought you were his girlfriend,” I admitted, heat creeping into my cheek as I was becoming honest. “I was already admiring you both as a couple because I thought you were a match made in heaven. You two fit each other perfectly.”

"'So he did?' she wanted to know, in that typical way shrinks do. Had to correct her there - 'She, actually, my best friend's a girl.' I clarified. She nodded sagely at that and gave me one of those condescending looks, of course I had to set things straight. 'She's not a booty call. I mean, yeah, we had sex, but not like that. And it wasn't just her and me, but her, me, and her boyfriend. Who's been my roomie since college.' "Of course then she wanted to know if my girlfriend knew you both. To which I, 'He's her best friend.' You should have seen that smirk she then put on. 'How long ago was that? The last time you had sex with them,' she wanted to know. Calculating quickly, I, 'Maybe three

but I can be your face girlfriend. I laughed with an ached brow, "really..." 'yes... and I bet I'd make the best fake girlfriend.... so yeah...' I smiled, "well this fake girlfriend thing is very official... I just have to break up with Chris and umh.. I don't want to lose my best friend too..." She cleared her throat the second she saw how serious I was, 'lose her how?' "She... I can say she's homophobic and way too religious... I talked to this other girl in class who's also my dance partner Layla... She's openly gay.. so my best friend asked the pastor to pray for me since I was getting closer to Layla..."

Ammi chuckles and Halima smiles, she's her second mother. After exchanging pleasantries, Ammi tells Halima about the improvements in Fatima's therapy and Halima feigns hurt. "Haba Ammi, gaskiya I'm angry at her. So she can't call her life long bestie and tell her. I'm so hurt!" Ammi chuckles, trust Halima to be dramatic. "Kunfi kusa {you're closer}." Halima pouts and after exchanging another set of pleasantries, Halima cuts the call to call her best friend. Immediately Fatima picks the call, Halima shouts.

"You don't know how much I miss you Ath. I miss you so much. But, you didn't even tell me that you miss me too. You're avoiding me— she cut off the rest of what he was going to say. "Because you have a girlfriend. Wrong. It is wrong to see we're still close, Luke. You have a girlfriend, and I'm a woman. Even if we're just friends, I'm still a woman. I know she'll be hurt when she sees we're still together. So please, bear with me Luke. Even though we're not always together, you're still my best friend. " she said and stared into his eyes. He took a deep breath and looked down.

she questioned, before she turned to Kaleb, "And you… Did you forget that this is your party?" Kaleb remained silent, and Sasha felt too guilty to think of anything to say. The other lady who had arrived with them wrapped her arm around Kaleb's and Sasha firmed her eyes at both Kaleb and the woman without a word. She also noticed that Kaleb's eyes couldn't leave hers. "Hi, I'm Claire." the lady said to her smiling "Kaleb's girlfriend" Sasha smiled back and introduced herself too, but her eyes were on Kaleb, who was staring back at her blankly, his face like a desert.