Friends Lovers Nothing Novels & Stories

I look at him. "Let go" "Lisa and I are not lovers" he say looking at me sternly I let out a laugh. "Lets go now" I frown. "Listen to me!" He yell. "Don't you dare raise your voice at me Edwin!" I yell snatching my hand away. He sighs. "Just listen." "What's there to listen? Okay she is just a friend and also a lover? Yeah I get it" I turn to leave. "She is not my lover. What you saw is not what you think"

Naomi knew her brother liked her best friend but both of them still haven’t had the balls to come out and declare their feelings for each other. “I really don’t know what’s wrong with you and my brother,” Naomi complained as she shut the door behind Linda. Linda settled on the Sofa Naomi was previously taking a nap on. “It’s obvious you guys like each other but you guys will never admit it because the two of you are cowards,” Naomi said as she took a seat opposite Linda. “Luis only sees me as his younger sister so I doubt it if he feels anything for me. Anyways enough about me. How was your trip? Did you meet anybody?” Linda asked excitedly.

The three people were like mosquitoes that were roaming everywhere, even a couple who were making love didn't realize that there were actually other people watching them. Yes, that's the fate of people who don't have a partner, they can only stay silent and want to bite their fingers but it's impossible to do it right away. "Indeed their love story is really extraordinary!" Lucas exclaimed, clapping his hands lightly. "It's like I'm watching a drama," Violet said, adding spice. "I think we are now mosquitoes for them," said Alfred, with his hands on his hips. “If I were a film director or a book writer, I would have made a title for their love story, "Fight For Love". What do you think?" Luc

Kelly said, but now in a low voice, but I just signed. My friends are not aware of my relationship with Jeffery and also they have been pushing me towards Russeli from the onset. “He is just a friend and I love someone else.” Kelly raised her brow in curiosity, this was the first time she had heard me say that, I was sure Janet will also be as surprised as she is now. “Who?” There was no need to hide it so I spilt the beans and her eyes widened. “You love Jeffery!” She shouted and few more heads turned and I was getting embarrassed since few people had started whispering to themselves. “Does he love you too?”

He asked after a brief pause. “Like there’s stuff going on between us?” She paused to note the look on his face, whether he had any clue about it, and if he felt awkward about it. “I want you to know that it’s all rubbish. We’re good friends and that’s it. I never had any wrong intentions. I only chose that song because... because it’s a great song, and not because I wanted to satisfy some of my wild fantasies like these people are saying. I love your voice. I mean, you’ve got a great voice. And as a musician, I can’t let that go to waste, you know what I mean?” She said the whole thing in a breath or two.

"You're calling off our wedding because of a makeup artist's joke?" His blue eyes were full of hurt. "Don't do this. We put everything into this wedding. All our friends and family are here..." I shook off his hand, ignoring the whispers around us. "Liam, you know exactly why I'm doing this. I'm giving you a chance to be with the person you really want." I thought I'd see panic on his face. But he just looked confused and wronged. "Sophia, what are you talking about? Everyone knows I love you more than anything."

Talia cut her off before she could finish her sentence " Don't talk about the fool his not going to help " she said with a frown " Come on Lia Lucky is my boyfriend why do you hate him" " I don't hate him,, I just don't like the nigga is full of himself" she said and start walking fast,, Cristina shook her head and followed her she doesn't understands why her friend hate her boyfriend,, and also that asshole who haven't called her ,,hate her boyfriend like his niece

"And besides, we're not friends; we're lovers who are engaged to be married." "Lovers." I scoff quietly in disbelief as I poke the inner corners of my mouth with my tongue before, throwing the covers off me, standing with my arms folded, "Lovers, you say, but when was the last time we spent quality time together, huh? During the course of the past months, I can count on one hand just how much time we've spent together. You're always busy, and whenever we have the opportunity to see each other, we're almost always quarreling, and honestly, it makes me sick."

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

Ingrid said or more like purred. The words were so nonchalant, like this was all just routine, a normal, accepted part of their lives. The perfect little couple in their small bubble. And I the little mate they sleep with to break curse. A sick feeling settled in my stomach, twisting tighter and tighter until I thought I’d be sick right here in the hallway. This conversation just tells me everything. They weren’t sisters they were his… they were their… I couldn’t even find the words to finish that thought. They were their lovers. LOVERS!