Friends Fandom Novels & Stories

It's all a recipe for creating obsessed stalker fangirls, and the reason that Alastaire's fans – or Alastaire's Angels, as they call themselves - are particularly aggressive and territorial over him. When it comes to fan numbers though, the most popular band member by far is Fable’s lead singer, Felix. Where Alastaire is sun-kissed and light, Felix is all shadows and mystery – his trademark longish dark brown hair, hazel eyes and vampire-pale skin seem to have half the girls in the world under his spell. The fact that he's rude, arrogant and unnervingly cold doesn't seem to matter to his legions of fans. Some girls like jerks. I'm not one of them. I love Fable, but that doesn't extend to eve

Josh’s Fingernail texted, “This is because our Brother Josh is too popular that he gets flies everywhere he goes. But what’s wrong with that woman? Her head is almost on his shoulder!” Josh’s Cutie added, “We don’t even dare to touch the man, but she’s leaning on his shoulder in public! Angry.jpeg” You & Me Under the Lover’s Tree raged. “F*ck, why did you show me this? I’m blind. Sister, I’m giving you one minute to explain what is going on!” Watching her phone screen flood with anger, Mary’s lips curved into a satisfied smile. This was a fan group chat she had entered a very long time ago when she first started fawning over Josh. The members of the group were not in any official fan club an

stated Pamela while fiddling with the wall-mounted TV. “And she’s getting some. Tonight,” Renee announced while scrolling her phone. “Pam, help me out here.” Both of them sat on the sofa situated in front of Mary Ann’s bed. Renne pulled her blanket and scolded her, “Quit whining, come choose which clothes you like and we’ll buy them.” Pamela gasped, “I needed a friend like you. Where have you been all my life?” Mea turned and laughed at them. “Am I included?” she asked as she sat beside Mary Ann who’s now eyeing Renee’s phone closely. Mea wondered how she ended up with fashion-obsessed friends. “We’ll order online?”

"How on earth am I meant to know", he asked pretending inorder to know the reason why she's asking. "Okay, I love you and I'm serious, starting from when we were in high school, I was in love with you and I know we will make a nice couple", she said dreaming. "You can't obviously like me, I'm your best friend's bestie", he said still in surprise. "You're her best friend not her boyfriend, so we have a chance", she seriously said.

We laughed and talked as we walked back to the living room, I wasn't shocked that Jake and Nikki's brother wasn't there. Nikki's POV Gosh I love these girls, in just less than a minute we became friends. They are so free and cool, am so gonna enjoy hanging out with them "This house is gigantic"... Ally said "But not as big as Jean's house"..I said "How did you know"...jean asked "I've been there before"..I said "Is just like you were in my head"...jean said

The man cleared his throat and introduced with pride, “Miss Laking, these are my friends. All of them are your loyal fans and have come to Alice’s Table this evening because of you!” Gwen and the others stood up hastily, a little panicky and all over the place. “Miss Laking, nice to meet you. I’m Gwen Gonzalez, your ardent fangirl! I’m a Bella!” Annabelle’s fans had a name—they were called Bellas. Annabelle smiled when she heard it. She reeled her gaze in from Zayn and beamed at Gwen. “Miss Gonzalez, nice to meet you too. Thank you for your support.” Gwen pinked and grew more flustered. “No, no, Miss Laking, you’re so gorgeous. You look even better than you do on TV! It’s really my honor to

In front of everyone, I and Harry look extremely in love but once the door closes in our apartment we don’t even talk anymore. He became cold and distant and I have made sure that he doesn’t touch me. Since that kiss I can’t stop thinking about him and how I would like him to kiss me again. Helena is always around us which makes everything easier. We don’t do any PDA. I have been avoiding Karen’s phone calls because she will figure out that something happened and I don’t really want to upset her. She is my best friend and she gave me this job. I hear a knock on the door and I sit up in the bed.

It only carried accusation and hurt to me. If it rains and any of us happened to have an umbrella, we would share it. If not, then we would share the rain. & We are not supposed to keep secrets from any of us. That's how we always defined ourselves. Us means we three. Cassandra, Brenda and I, we were best friends from the very beginning of our life at the elementary school. We joined the same College and University as well. Cassandra just changed the department as she had a profound interest in journalism. Playing Detective and getting suspicious over everything was her nature.

"I had also seen your posts with Cody. Haven't you outgrown him yet?" I rolled my eyes, grabbed my phone, and headed for my bedroom. "It’s a best-friends-for-life thing, mother. I could never outgrow him." "Don’t tell me you two are already having sex?" I grimaced instantly. "Ew, gross, why would you even think that?" "Come on, you are both adults. Everyone knows males and females can't stay that intertwined forever. Either you like him, he likes you, or — worst of all — you are copulating."

The line was so calm, so domestic, it felt like someone had reached in and swapped the soundtrack—passionate heat now replaced by playful sitcom air. “Friends?” I echoed, because I needed to hear the word aloud, to see where it landed on his face. He shrugged, like it was the most natural thing in the world to go from that to casual companionship. “Yeah. Friends.” I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. “You're unusually happy today.” He merely shrugged. “I finally got to see my favourite girl again after seven long fucking days. I'm ecstatic.” “Friend.” I corrected him playfully. Then his eyes hardened just a degree, dangerous again. “Friends who know which parts of you are mine.”