Big Friendship Novels & Stories

“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.”

“Why wouldn’t it be?” He chuckles, running a hand over his mouth. I hate it, but he’s known me almost my entire life. Beck can read me like a damn book, no matter how much I hate it. We’ve had the same friend group since we were in school, but he and I have always been the closest. He’s my best friend. Which is great occasionally, but times like right now, it’s rather inconvenient. “Because you basically just told someone who spends a lot of money on art to fuck right off.”

They are going to wipe out that memory from the face of earth if they could, if only. - "Congratulations, ducky! I can't believe you will be getting married along with us. Hahaha, this is something that should be written in history. Three best friends getting married in the same family, same day, same mosque, same imam. It sounds crazy, doesn't it?" Fayha bounced on Bushra's bed like an excited kid, she seems extra buoyant. Bushra saw the change of glow in her friend but didn't talk about it, she don't want to tease her just yet.

The way she watched me like a hawk almost made me laugh. Brittany and I have been friends for a long time, since childhood really. Our parents were best friends, so we also became best friends. She was older than me by two years so she was like my older sister. I would give my life for her and she would do the same, if she wasn't here, I wouldn't even know what to do.

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

I can't have such a big burden. "It's confidential" he replied. They all nod their head. We talked about school, how we were back in highschool, we looked different from our last picture together as we all stare at it and laughed. "Cheers to our friendship" Edward said. I smiled at the dude. We all raised our glass up and made a toast. "We will never be separated anymore. Even if we all have new friends we made in college. Our friendship will forever stick with us" he added. How sweet

"Oh fuck baby! Yes, come on my cock." His breath is ragged as he lets out a groan of utter ecstasy; cuming inside the condom, emptying himself. We lay here, sweaty messes, tangled in each other's arms, completely sated, and still in awe it happened. "That was better than I ever thought it would be, Scarlet." "I know... I just... Wow." "Well, I can officially say that our friendship is ruined in a good way haha! We can never go back, not after what we did."

This finished man right here is wishing you a blessed happy birthday, and more birthdays to celebrate, I love you baby, see you soon,] I read the message over and over again, and I could not help but smile, tears welled up in my eyes. I am really lucky, and I don't know how to express it. This past few years since the demise of my best friend have not just been it for me, but since Gabriel came into the picture, everything changed for the better, he brightened up my world. I walked towards my mirror, staring at my reflection with my phone in hand, glancing at the message over again

For me friends or friends are like brothers, friends to the end, friends to heaven, friends to share joys and sorrows and always pray for one another. I'm grateful that until now, even though it's only through their cellphones, they still always contact me, and so do I. Just telling stories, greetings, wishing you a happy birthday or anything. If we have free time, we will make phone calls together. Likewise with my ex-husband and ex-boyfriend, all are like brother and sister. We still maintain good relations, help each other and pray for each other. Just reminiscing about the past together, makes us forgive each other. All misunderstandings, the selfishness of adolescence has now turned int

’ Okay so maybe I can’t repeat her exact words but that pretty much sums it up. Do you know what the biggest issue is about all of this? The fact that neither of you can see how much she is hurting. So, your feelings got hurt, big fucking deal. Grow a pair and get over it. She has dealt with so much in her life and you guys can’t even try to make shit right between each other. I may have not known either of you for very long. But did your friendship mean absolutely nothing that it can easily be thrown away? You both are fucking idiots.”