Fall In Love With My Best Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

I couldn't see anything — and I didn't want to see. What for? I would go to hell with him. I felt the bed. He sat me down on it. "I fell in love with you, damn it!" he confessed, pushing me away a little. I looked at his face there, panting. "I fell in love, Maria Vitória. I'm madly in love at forty-four." "Forty-four?" He nodded. It was crazy. We both knew it. "I know it won't last. I'm throwing away a friendship of years because of an unbearably hot girl."

It’s everything the last few minutes weren’t, and it undoes me completely. Our eyes meet, and the words are out before I can stop them, a truth I can no longer contain. “I love you.”

I had told Layla about all the troubles Bart and I had been going through and she kept on advising me. “You bitch!” I spat out. “So you’ve been sleeping with my boyfriend.” “I’m sorry Vanessa. Forgive me please,” Layla pleaded as tears poured down from her eyes. “Stop begging her Layla,” Bart said as he walked towards me and looked me in the eye. “I don’t love you anymore, I thought you would take the hint all these months, but I guess it took you seeing me in bed with your bestfriend before you could realize.” I stood there looking defeated, blinking my eyes rapidly trying to stop the tears that were about to pour out of my eyes as I heard Bart talk about how much he basically hated me.

This was for us. My smile widened, filled with a love so profound it hurt. "I am in a relationship with the only man I have ever truly loved," I declared, my voice resonating with every ounce of my soul. "With the man who loves me despite my imperfections, despite my past mistakes, despite the terrible things I have put him through. The man who sees me as who I truly am, not the image I project. He sees the real Damien, and he loves him anyway. I am in love with my best friend, my confidant, my soulmate..." I paused, my voice thick with emotion, the name a sacred whisper on my lips, "Adrian Gabriel Raines."

I said under my breath and turned her vomit into the toilet then flushed. I dropped the bowl and fell to the cold floor, resting my back against the wall in the process. I stared across me in shock. Sandy had just confessed to me that she was in love with me. My best friend I had known for years was madly in love with me. How was I supposed to process this? “Fuck,” I said more audibly. “She’s in love with me… My best friend has been in love with me since high school.” How did I not notice it from the beginning?

DAYS passed and soon turned to months, then to years. What they thought was just a year of being roommates lasted until they graduated. They even became best friends. Charles was comfortable calling his best friend Gab, short for Gabrielle. Similar to Angelo who calls him Nick, short for Dominique. But that friendship was ruined by that single phrase. "I love you, Nick." Charles can see the sincerity and pure love in Angelo's eyes. But damn! That's their rule number one! No falling in love with each other.

Jasper cleared his throat. “Sophia Hastings, this is the place in which I found my best friend, my confidant, my partner in crime and my biggest fan. It’s where I found my first love. It was terrifying to know that at sixteen I was crazy about you and somewhere in this world was a mate waiting for you, but I didn’t care because all I wanted was you.” “The day I found out you were my mate I thought the world was playing a crazy prank on me, but today I stand before you knowing I’m the luckiest man alive because I get to love you and it’s the best thing that I’ll ever do.”

“Best friend? No best friend ever lies. No best friend betrayed her best friend, and no best friend will leave her best friend alone!” She cries even more, and I want to hug her so badly, but my anger is taking over me. “Bash, I’m sorry, okay? We can still—” I cut her off. “What? That we can still skype? Facetime? Chat? Twit?” I laugh, “No way! No effing way! I don’t wanna be your best friend anymore, Kiara!” I stand up from my bed with my hands on my hips. “Get out of my room, out of my house, and I don’t wanna see your ugly face again!” I swallow hard after those words left my mouth.

Divya cut her in between "Okay anyways, there is only a week left for the wedding and I have so much work being from both the groom's side and the bride's side, now let me go!!! okay bye!" "bye" Meera said reluctantly. She wasn't assured. she wouldn't be if he were any other guy either. She hadn't been in a relationship ever, she was scared of intimacy, what if he expected love - physically or mentally! that was a concept alien to her! forget kiss, she barely even hugged anyone. She hated physical touching of any kind! it just sent some chills down her spine. Neverthless, she did what she never thought she'd have to do, helplessly rest her destiny to the gods.

We ate, we go to the place that we never went to, we talked, we laughed, we cry, we watch movies, we became best friends, best buddy, with no benefits at all! A partners in crime. And that's the start that I've realized that I'm fallen for him, that he is all that I want. But he's not there to catch me, or reciprocate my feelings, because he still love his ex. I knew that I love him, when I start to get annoyed when he starting to mention his ex out of nowhere. Whenever we set a date to meet, I feel so happy and excited! Because I really want to see him! I don't know! I cannot understand myself. I was not like this before. But I think it's normal when you've fallen in love with someone. Righ