Bestfriends Novels & Stories

The fact that he’s doing so again after pushing me away for two years kind of throws me off kilter. “About that.” He looks up. “I’m sorry,” “You’re sorry?” “Yes. I’m sorry. You were my best friend,” “And you were mine,” I say, lifting a shoulder. “Would it be too much to ask to let bygones be bygones?” he asks, an uncertain smile on his face. I lift a shoulder. “I guess not,”

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.

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.

"Friends. Just friends." Atasha "Just friends" is the biggest lie Khalia Salvador has ever told herself. Forty minutes later, the atmosphere inside Wildflour Uptown was loud, buzzing, and completely claustrophobic. The restaurant was packed with the usual corporate crowd, but our table felt like the epicenter of a localized storm system. Bea and Mark, our friends who had watched us grow from broke architecture students into functioning adults, were already three cocktails deep. They had practically pulled us into the booth, forcing Khalia and me to sit right next to each other on the plush leather banquette.

We'll be able to survive the year pretending to be a happy married couple when it's only for a short amount of time—we've known each other for too long, we don't have to worry about being uncomfortable or about falling for one another. For twenty years, we've been friends for twenty years . . . I'm confident that we will never forget the main purpose of the contract. Besides, helping my best friend is worth it. He has been the one to help me before ever since we were in middle school, might as well return the favour. ''It might work,'' I mutter.

In a way, I was glad I didn’t have to do it alone; my best friend was with me. Unsure of what we were after that day, I almost cried when he called me his best friend. I held back the tears because he was the crybaby, not me. Though there wasn’t a single trace of the crybaby I knew in him. I guess we all changed over the years – the three inseparable best friends – Flynn, Carson, and I. Even when Flynn and I were dating, the three of us still hang out, almost every day. Three troublemakers we once were.

"I really missed you when I went away. It was never the same for me, and I tried reaching out to you countless times, but I never got you when I did. That's why I hate it when you're mad at me. I just want my best friend back." "Shh, I'm here. We're friends again." I wrapped an arm around her shoulder as I sat down next to her. She began crying again. "Madison, please stop crying." "I'm sorry." "Everything is okay now. We're okay now," I assured her and she threw herself onto me, hugging me with incredible strength. "Mads." I tried to break her embrace but that only made her hug me tighter. "I love you, EJ. I love you."

😓😓😰😰😰😰 and I need you and you are not here. Bestie: you know what? It's fucken over. You are not my bestie anymore... Bestie: okay Precious I need you. Pleaseeee come back. I agreed to the date... but I have a suggestion.. 😋😚 Bestie: fuck you.... 😭😭 Bestie: I'm best friendless.. that's me😕😑 I laughed at all the shit she wrote then responded..

Hobbies: Reading, acting and studying Music: Silent Scream, Am I supposed to apologized, Already Mine, My Happy Ending Singers: Avril Lavigne, Maria Mena, Anna Blue Book: pocket books, educational books, mangas Author: Dunno. Sports: boxing, track in field, basketball Bestfriends: Arriane, Precious, and Deity. Tsk, they said we're bestfriends forever. Then where are they now, why can't I see them. What I really don't like the most are theose who keeps making promises, but they can't even make it true! They broke their shit-fuck promises. I read the next page. I sip on my milk. It's about Xiera. ... ICE COLD FACTS 'BOUT U!

“I would've loved to sing to you, but I don't want to interrupt Asia's sleep again before she swears for me.” Both Yomi and Idara laughed at that. “See, Yomee, I don't have the strength for long talk.” Idara continued almost immediately. “I just want to let you know that you are the best best friend in the whole wide world. I cross my heart.” “Haha.” For some reason, Yomi found Idara's words highly hilarious. “Well, yes, I know that, too. I'm just too much. The last of my kind; extremely rare.”