Best Friends Holding Hands Novels & Stories

she smiled reminiscing the first time they met. "Hey, best friends forever, okay?" Trina said with a teary eye. "Whatever happens. No one can take us apart. Except death," Bridgette added and they locked fingers to do their friendship handshake. Trina hugged Bridgette tightly. "I-I can't breathe! Are you trying to end our friendship?" She released her from her bear hug. "No. I just love you so much, you pretty thing." "No, I love you." "I love you most."

He asked in surprise and I nodded, “Off course it's steak so I should be excited” I smiled and unconsciously dragged him up, I got back to my senses and wanted to let go off his hand but he held back mine Instead “I thought we are friends, why are you letting go?” “Are you sure it's okay for us to hold hands if somebody sees us?” I asked in fear “Don't worry about that no one is going to question you, let's go” He said and dragged me out of the room,

He didn't make a sound as he walked next to me, right behind the crowd of students with their eyes glued to the paintings. Suddenly, I felt his fingers brush against mine. I pulled my hand away, afraid that we'd be caught. However, Felix reached for it again, his eyes looking anywhere else other than me. Hesitantly, our fingers slowly found each other. I wasn't looking at him, but we didn't need eye contact to communicate. Felix squeezed my hand lightly, our palms finally touching. I couldn't believe we were holding hands in public, with my friends walking right in front of me. I knew we couldn't hold hands for long, so I enjoyed it for as long as possible. I caressed his skin with my thumb,

I choke out, a fresh round of tears falling. "I know, baby." Quinn says and I look up at him, tear tracks down his face. I've never seen Quinn cry and it's something I never want to see again if I can avoid it. I reach out to wipe his tears and he gives me a sad smile, leaning down to plant an innocent peck to my lips. He holds me for what feels like hours before a man in blue scrubs comes out to talk to us. As Quinn and I stand I slip my hand into his. He holds onto me tight, as if he needs the extra support as much as I do.

I confessed to Zoe and we had a moment of eyes lock. Feeling overwhelmed, my hands slid onto her and held it tightly. Mike was extremely confused and flabbergasted seeing us hold hands like that but him being him, didn’t take it the negative way. It was a pure moment of friendship between me and Zoe and she clearly understood it. That was how this relationship was supposed to work isn’t it??

Carson blinked several times while glancing at her. Damn, my heartbeat. "Hey-" "You know what, my best friend used to hold my hand like this when I'm silent. Because according to him, when I am silent, I am mad or sad." She smiled and tightened the grip of his hand. "I don't know what makes you sad, Kuya. But I just want you to know that if you can't keep the sadness anymore, my shoulder can be your handkerchief." He wanted to tear, so bad. He brought their intertwined hands near his lips and kissed the back of her palm. He gives her a sweet smile. After years, this is the first time that he can call himself happy.

But it would be good if the person I saw was really them, I hoped the two of them would hold hands like that forever. I narrowed my eyes and tried to look closely, but I couldn't see clearly. Fortunately, they changed course and came close to me. At this point, I dared to confirm that the two people holding hands between those people were none other than Jack and Rose.

“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.

Right now I felt stupid and felt like a waste of space. I hoped none of my teammates saw this. I would lose it if anyone did. I gritted my teeth and reached out, took his hand. His fingers were cool and slender in mine. I could tell he flinched, just a little maybe, but then stopped moving altogether. He didn’t look at me and I didn’t look at him as we were just there holding hands like we’d both been instructed to disarm a live bomb with the fingers of the other guy’s hand. I could feel people staring, all their eyes on us seeing us here together as clear as day and then I heard the sound of a phone camera shutter.

BESTIE : It’s okay. BESTIE : it’s me. ME: Okay 😊 BESTIE: Good girl. I shivered slightly in excitement. BESTIE: Just relax and tell me the moment you’re uncomfortable. ME : Okay. BESTIE : Yes baby. ME: I’m not uncomfortable. You make me feel safe . BESTIE: Good. BESTIE: Because I'm not done. BESTIE: I've been thinking about your hands too. The way they felt on my skin. The way you held onto me, the way you moaned my name.