Best Friends Graphic Novels & Stories

“Sorry—just a sec.” He swiped to answer. “Nathaniel!” Maya’s eyes widened. Nathaniel. She hadn’t heard that name in years. Ethan’s childhood best friend. The boy who was always glued to Ethan’s side during summers, dragging him into endless soccer matches and wild lake swims. She took a careful step back, grabbing the chance to slip away. “Yeah, I just got in,” she heard Ethan say behind her as she slipped into her room. “What? You’re coming down too? That’s awesome!”

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

“Mia, I need to tell you something.” Mia’s face tensed. “Okay.” “I don’t blame you anymore. I haven’t for a long time. But I also don’t think we’re going to be best friends again. Not like before.” Mia nodded slowly. “I know.” “But I’m glad you’re in my life. Even in this small way. And I’m glad you’re happy.” Mia’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m glad you’re happy too.” They hugged longer this time, softer. When they pulled apart, the sky seemed brighter.

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

I didn't know what to say. "I'm not going to push," Ethan said. "You're not into me like that. I get it." He shrugged. "But I'd still like to be your friend. If that's okay." "Of course it's okay." "Good." He nodded. "Now let's get back to work. Those romance novels aren't going to shelve themselves." I laughed. And for the first time, I felt like I had a friend. I know. Sloane's my friend but another addition to that? Awesome.

Then he stepped back, running a hand over his face. I knew, even in my haze, what this meant for him. Dante’s best friend. The family’s most trusted enforcer. Touching the boss’s little sister in a club booth, making her scream his name, carrying her home like a secret lover. In our world, that was betrayal. A death sentence if anyone found out. The room went quiet except for my slow breathing. The alcohol and adrenaline had finally won. I slipped into deep sleep. The taste of him and the feel of his fingers still lingering on my skin.

“So if you’re going through anything, either at home, school, or anywhere. Just let us know. We’re your friends. So let us know if anything is bothering you so we can help.” Gaby's lips curled up into a smile, looking back and forth between the both of them. She sniffed in, fanning herself with the smile broadening on her face. “I knew it was going to work.” She said, shaking her head slowly.

I furrow my brows in confusion. "How?" I asked. "Well, your best friends are girls, you paint your nails and you're cute and gifted with does eyelashes of yours" she spoke. "Well......" I look at my nails. Edward loves them black, he said I should never take it off. "The girls are the only ones that cares for me and understands me, and I also have male friend like Quincy, Caleb, Ethan and Ed-" I cut myself up. She shakes her head. "Okay, let's move to another, what about your nails?" She asked. I look at my nails. "They make you look little bit like those bad boys in a movie...... maybe because you're asian and you have piercings too" she shrug.

​And that night changed everything. ​They ended up on the rooftop of the dorm building while the party continued downstairs. Zach talked about his underground fights and how he was starting to win and making name for himself locally. Noah was quiet at first, but he eventually opened up and talked about his dream of becoming an interior designer, making places where people could feel safe. They talked until the sun came up, and by morning, they were best friends. Zach became Noah’s safe place, his protector. The one person who never made him feel small or awkward. In return, he became Zach’s calm… his anchor in a chaotic world of fights, adrenaline, and pressure.