روايات وقصص ضمن Falling In Love With My Best Friend

“Fuck. I didn’t mean to—I just—I can’t—I can’t do this—” She hesitated. Then slowly sat next to me. “Okay. Hey. Chill. Just… breathe.” I tried. Didn’t work. “I’m not mad,” she said, softer this time. “Just confused. What’s going on with you?” I wiped my face, sniffled hard. “He chose someone else.” She blinked. “Ah. There it is.” “My best friend,” I said, voice cracking. “He was my best fucking friend . And I—I loved him. God, I loved him so much. And I thought maybe one day… I thought maybe I had a chance. But he…”

I told him all smiling, failed to register his gloomy face. "You love him Jer"? He asked and I don’t know why I blushed. "Yes I do. I do love him Mag. And he does too". "But I love you too Jer". He said and i felt everything stopped. "I love you too Magnus. You are my best friend". I said but his reaction was way shocking. "But I don’t love you as a friend damn it". He smacked everything on the table. To say I am shocked is understatement. I never saw this side of Magnus. Yes he was caring and possessive of me. But I just took it as friend.

I stiffened at first, caught off guard but soon melted into the hug. “It’s so good to see you in person again,” she said, pulling back just enough to search my face, her eyes shining. “Not on some glossy magazine cover, not in an ad, but here, my best friend, finally.” I chuckled, warmth settling in my chest. “I missed you too, Lexi.” I said softly, though the weight of everything I’d been running from still pressed against me.

I adjusted but still waited for him to say something. “I want you, Isabella.” “That’s not what I asked.” There is a thick line between being wanted and being loved. I need to know where I stood. Or I already knew, just wanted to hear it from him. My heart was beating fast. “I know.” “Then answer me.” “It’s complicated.” I scoffed and gave a bitter laugh. “Why is it always complicated with you?” “Because Daniels is my best friend.” “And I’m his sister. I know,” I countered. He’s said it so many times, it’s music to my ears.

"You know. That thing." The thing. The thing was two years ago. Violet and I had been best friends since we were twelve. Then, the summer before my senior year of high school, she'd done something that ended it. She'd told everyone something I'd trusted her with. Something private. Something that spread through the whole school before I even knew it had happened. I hadn't spoken to her since. "We ran into each other a few weeks ago," I said. "At a coffee shop. She apologized. We've been talking a little since."

I let out a long, shaky breath and dropped the soda cans onto the table. "I don't know," I confessed, my voice trembling slightly. "I... I think it is. Honestly, Sophia, I just realized tonight how much I actually love him." "Oh my gosh," Sophia gasped, a huge smile breaking across her face. She grabbed my hands. "Flora, that is amazing! He is totally crazy about you too, I can see it. But wait... why do you look so absolutely terrified?" The joy in her face made the reality of my situation hit me like a slap. I pulled my hands away, rubbing my temples as the stress crashed back into my chest.

The private investigators I'd hired always came back with the same response; "It seemed she didn't want to be found." I would never forget the look on her face the day she saw me with Alessia. I hadn't expected Mitchell to announce the whole thing the way she did, but my blabbermouth sister had spilled everything. Dahlia had looked so broken and betrayed that day. It had taken everything in me not to pull her into my arms and comfort her. But I'd been too much of a coward. I'd been too afraid to acknowledge my feelings for her, too scared of breaking my little sister's trust by getting involved with her best friend, someone Mitchell considered a sister.

He added when I didn't say anything back. I know. We have been together so long not to know that we miss each other. But that's what scares me. I miss him so much that my heart aches at the thought of him. It's not just about the feelings I have for him... it's more than that. I miss my best friend, and I am scared that I might ruin everything mixing all my emotions together. I don't know how to sort out my emotions anymore after that almost kiss moment. I am just scared of my own emotions.

You don't wanna be rushed You don't wanna be touched It's a shame girls like you don't know how to love Try to give you my all but it's not enough Can't you see that I'm falling Can't you see that I'm falling, falling for you Show me where your heart is Can't you see that I'm falling, falling for you Can't you see that I'm on this, and I want this Can't believe that I'm falling, like this, for you Can't you see that I'm falling I'm falling, falling for you.❤️ ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤️ EDWARD' POV❤️ Looking at her running and happily clapping in exciting always reminds me of Jennifer my best friend, she has little bit same personality like her, so it's another reason why I'm feeling com

Red said, his voice filled with relief. "I'm glad you two sort it out. I'm happy for the both of you," Lance said, smiling at us and looking at our hands held together. "best friend to lovers, wow," Felix said, teasing us. "Who knew I'd fall in love with my best friend?" Max said, blushing. "That's the best kind of love," I said, looking at Max with a smile. "The kind that grows from a strong foundation of friendship." Max smiled back at me, and I knew that we were both thinking about all the years we had spent together as friends before realizing our true feelings for each other.