Brother Best Friend Novels & Stories

Red said. Blue stepped back, ready to begin the serenade. “Today is so special for both of us, so I want to honor you with a song,” Blue began. He smiled and raised his right hand. “I promise I won’t complain about my hands hurting today—because I’m singing for the person I love the most… you.” Red smiled as tears began to well up in his eyes. It made him so happy to see his brother doing something just to make him smile. Blue started to play his guitar. The song he had chosen for his twin was “One Friend” by Dan Seals. For him, it was the perfect song to represent their relationship as brothers and best friends.

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

Nathan shakes his head tossing the controller down, Eli looked at Nathan and grins triumphantly, running a hand through his messy sandy blonde locks "Aw c'mon Nate, I totally kicked your ass! Maybe if you spent less time chasing skirt and more time practicing..." he chuckles, stretching languidly, his toned abdomen peeking out from under his snug neon green t-shirt. "I'm gonna grab a beer, wanna one?" Suddenly Nate’s phone rings Nathan glances at the caller ID seeing it's his older brother Damon before turning back to Eli. "Nah, I'm good. And hey, not everyone can be a gaming pro AND pull tail like me," Nathan jokes cockily, flashing Eli a playful smirk. "Besides, you'd be bored stiff withou

“Well, if you want to see me a lot more, then you should consider marrying my best friend.” He told me, which made me laugh. “You were picking on him earlier and telling on him to our brothers.” I reminded him. “I was just getting my petty revenge, but he is a really good guy. I have known him since I was a teenage so I know he is the only man I would ever accept for my only sister.” Wow. I already know Andro is a good man, but hearing my brother, who has known him for so long, sing his praise made me happy.

Dave stood up protectively and so did I. “Um, I’ll be there in a second.” I told Brad quickly. He didn’t turn to me, he just kept looking at Dave. “Brad, I’ll be with you in a while. Can you please excuse me now?” I said surprising myself by how stern I was. After a quick glance at me and without a word, Brad walked away. I turned to Dave. “Who’s he?” Dave asked. “He’s my best friend’s brother. We’re sort of family.” I added quickly.

“Who are you exactly? A cousin? A Brother?” He was fast to answer. It was either the had reharsed it a thousand times or he was saying the truth. “Brother and son. Now are you going to tell me who you are?” I welcomed darkness for a second by shutting my eyes. “I’m a friend of the family’s. Lisa’s friend.” “Ohh.” There was an amused smile tugging his lips. “You’re that friend,” he concluded. I was interested in knowing what he meant. “What friend?”

- L Worse than FOUR mates? What could-- - S They’re my brother’s best friends. - L Wait. Hold on. HIS best friends? - S Yeah. - L The ones who have been teasing you forever? - S The very same. - L NO. WAY. - S I’m serious. I passed out when I realized it. - L What are you even going to do? - S I have no idea. They're all acting... different now. Protective, almost sweet. It’s so confusing. - L

I see them wiping their eyes, nodding. "I want to thank some people who made this possible," I continue. "Brandon—" I find him in the front row, grinning like an idiot. "Thank you for being my brother in every way that matters. For never giving up on me even when I gave you every reason to." He salutes me with two fingers, his eyes suspiciously shiny. "Isaac and Pablo—you two are the best friends anyone could ask for. Thank you for sticking by me through everything." They nod, Isaac's arm around Yara's shoulders.

I didn’t know yet that I’d just found the one thread that, pulled hard enough, could unravel him or that ten years later, I’d still remember exactly where to find it. We spent the whole afternoon the way kids do trading names, testing each other out, figuring out where the edges were. I found out he didn’t have a best friend. I told him he should get one, that Alexandra and I did everything together, that my brother was the best best friend anyone could have. Alexandra just shrugged, already looking at Marion the way you look at something you’ve decided to keep. Marion nodded slightly. Like he’d gotten the message. Like he’d filed it away somewhere I couldn’t see.

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.