Falling For Friend の小説・ストーリー

Falling in love with your best friend is challenging. You fall in love without any reason. You fall in love with his gesticulations. Sweet gestures you gave intenser meaning. How about you? Have you experienced falling in love with your best friend? How was it? Is it hard? Did you try to confess your true feelings? If yes, how’s the outcome? Is your friendship being still okay and strong? Or there are discomfiture and gaucherie in between of your friendship? If not, maybe you're like me because I've been hiding my feelings for a long time. Why? I have countless reasons.

That's bizarre and very out of topic. ''That's nonsense. I'm not falling for my best friend,'' My eyes wandering around the room while we both speak about my feelings. ''Why would I ever fall for Kenna? She didn't do anything to make me feel attracted—she's just . . . Kenna. Besides, we're best friends, there's no such thing as falling in love with your own best friend.'' I say. ''It happens all the time in the world,'' He shrugs. ''And, why do you have to keep on saying the word 'best friend'?''

"Yes. Please... don’t kill my best friend." My smirk faded. I narrowed my eyes and tilted my head. “Best friend?” I repeated slowly. "Who still falls for that crap?"

I begged myself not to stop. “Maybe…” My throat ached as the words pushed through. “Maybe if we had met in a different circumstance, I would have chosen you. I would have loved you as much as you love me.” His lips parted. His breath came shallow, his eyes wide with aching hope. And for one dangerous heartbeat, I almost believed my own words. But then I dropped the truth. “My heart has already fallen for another,” I said, my voice breaking. “Being torn away from him has left me in pain and sadness.”

“Why do you fight me?” “Because I can,” I whispered, more to convince myself than him. He exhaled sharply, frustration and longing mixing in a way that made the air between us sizzle. “Stop pretending this is just business. Stop pretending you don’t feel it too.” I looked down, because if I met his gaze, I might lose every shred of self-control I had left. “I’m not pretending,” I said softly. “I just… I can’t.” “Can’t what?” “Fall for you,” I admitted, voice barely audible.

He put his hands on my shoulders; his face was so close to mine that I could feel his breath and his very manly scent. "Think of something, anything." I swallowed hard. Then the doors opened, and Spencer immediately backed away from me. "Spencer, I found it," the guy from earlier whispered to him. "Really? Perfect," he seemed relieved. Now he looked at me. "I don't think I'll need your help. I'll still consider that you came anyway." What? Am I staying up just for this? Though I admit, the view is not bad at all. "Alright," I began walking to the door, feeling the gaze of the two guys on me. "Until tomorrow, Spencer... I mean, Mr. Pawlan," I nervously smiled.

“You, Lilly Woods, are falling for your brother’s best friend. The guy you hate. The guy you once told me you didn’t care if you never saw again. Wait. Are you sleeping with him?” “Not really?” “Not really?” she bursts out. “What does not really mean?”

“But that’s all you get. Gratitude. Civility when we have to see each other. That’s it. Don’t ask for more. I don’t have anything else left to give you.” My heart ached to say more, but what was there left to fight for when I already knew I was in the wrong from the start? Then her phone shattered the moment, sharp, insistent ringing. She glanced at the screen and her whole face softened. “Yes… sorry, Frederick. Are you close?” Frederick. The name landed like a punch to the gut. Her boyfriend. My cousin. Perfect. She hung up, and the air turned colder. I stood silently, busying myself with the medicine drawer, preparing his take-home meds. Anything to keep my hands from shaking.

This morning she looked at me as if she didn’t recognize me. I did that. I ruined our friendship. I stood in Killian’s bedroom and watched my best friend curl into his side and tell me not to touch her, and something in me broke. She should have been mine. Not Kill’s. She was mine, and I pushed her into his arms. I know how that sounds. I know I gave up any right to that thought the moment I chose Bree, the moment I stood in a hallway and called Dawn no one important, the moment I watched Connor humiliate her and did nothing. I knew I lost her.

Stars gone falling down Like a snow ball falling to the ground Halsey is falling down Without you noticing, and she already hit the ground Hi! How are you? How was your weekend? Did you enjoyed it well? Did you sleep early? For me, my weekend was boring and frigid I haven't notice your smiles and laughters Nevertheless, I want to tell you something I can't exactly remember the date But I remember that scene vividly— A scene where I saw you smiling- smiling for that pretty girl dancing