Friend Love Novels & Stories

Why call her anything else when she has a name so beautiful? Every day I find myself more in love in with her. Every day that passes by draws me closer to her. Over the last so many days that we have been talking, I have been meaning to ask her what I mean to her, if I do mean anything at all. I want to ask her whether she sees me as a potential boyfriend, but I will not, because I don’t believe in the terms ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’. These terms are too frivolous and are just used to introduce people. I believe more in the word ‘soulmate’. It makes so much sense. When you’re in love, it’s meant for life, isn’t it? If not, then what defines love? A cup of coffee shared together? A drink?

How can I love someone who doesn’t know my likes and hobbies? Someone who doesn’t support me in any decisions I’ve made in my life. Someone who doesn’t know the word etiquette or Good Manners and Right Conduct (GMRC). I don’t even know if he can stop drinking alcohol or taking a cigarettes. I really can’t stand him.

And my mind began racing. Why is he goddamn handsome when he gets all protective like that? But why would he do that? I mean, I know we were friends when we were 10 years old. So, I expected him to treat me like a stranger, not like someone he is in love with or knows very well. I pondered as I continued observing him. But the more I did, the more it felt like something yearned in my heart, making me want to go and hug him. Though I knew it was going to be impossible, until this whole sham blows over.

“She didn’t freeze. She didn’t shove her off. She… let it happen.” Rownan shifted, sitting beside me now instead of in front of me. “Okay,” he said gently. “But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love you.” “She said she still loves her.” There it was. Out loud. Ugly. Heavy. He winced slightly. “Okay. That part is… less ideal.” I gave him a look. He tried to smile. “Look, emotions are complicated. Love isn’t a light switch. It’s more like… WiFi. Sometimes it connects to two networks.”

That was never going to happen since you don't teach your heart who to love as well. "Are you happy about that?" "Yes Kim, Cameron is going to be my wife so isn't it a good thing if she loves me" "What about you? Do you love her?" "You already know that I don't believe in that sappy word love" "Love is not sappy, love is beautiful and kind, when you are in love you are meant to be happy and not bitter" "Love makes one weak and I am not weak, if I had being in love my enemies would have used it against me and tried to kill me"

he commanded. Daria’s faced turned pale, but she began to laugh “tricked me, how?”. “Are you telling me that the trips, the dates, the promises, the love, the sex, we’re all fake” she asked faintly. “I never loved you from the start, I just wanted to get what I want and I did” he replied with disgust lacing his words. Daria felt her heart break into pieces, “but we are in love, we promised to be there for each other, what went wrong” she asked her voice beginning to break.

He whispered, cupping Justine's tear stained face. He stared at him for a long time, heart aching to see someone so precious as Justine breaking down in front of his eyes. "You know what's your only fault?" He wiped his tears as he smiled at him. "Your only fault is loving someone so much...someone who doesn't deserve your love." Bob was crying as he smiled at the brunet. "But even that isn't something you should be sorry about." Bob wiped the tears on Justine's eyes. "Because loving is never wrong." He placed a kiss on Justine's forehead, cradling him close to him.

I poured into a glass too and drank. "The person you love so much doesn't love you the same way you do. And it's just still hard to give such a person up. I love Elena but I don't think she feels the same way. It's just so hard for me to think." Shawn bowed his head on the table, ruffling his hair. "Well, there can be other people out there who feel the same way you feel."

he recited like he was reading a memorized speech. "Do you even love me?" I asked, I noticed him smile. "I respect you, I admire you, and I find myself looking forward to spending time with you", diverting from my question. "That's not the question". "I am not a romantic but I would work on that, I don't believe love just happens at first sight, I believe it grows and blossoms with time and commitment" Ibrahim replied. "I don't want to lie to you about anything, I don't want to throw the word love around with you, I want to say it when It's going to mean the most '' Ibrahim said pulling up to our parking lot.

Love is amazing, anyone can find love. But how is it possible to love someone you've never met? tricky isn't. Love is a new kind of feeling that makes you stronger or weak. Your choice on how it starts or how it will end matters the most. Welcome to the new life... ~~~~~~