Friends Novels & Stories

I said looking at the table playing with the handle of the mug Anya placed in front of me trying to focus on my hot tea instead of the eyes staring at me. “You have more than one mate?” Clay asked smirking across the table at me, “sounds fun”. "Yes, I have two mates, Liam and Isaac, and it wasn’t as fun as you might think" I told them. “So, which one is the father?” Dolton asked. “That is what I am trying to figure out” I said, making Clayton laugh at me and Colton’s jaw clenched. “So, where are these mates of yours?” Colton asked, “why aren’t you with them”. Anya and Sasha looked at me sadly while I try to hold back tears.

"No, she was a social worker." "What a beautiful profession." "Yeah, she was a truly beautiful person. Can I visit your clinic, Patricia, someday?" "But of course! It's always a pleasure when the clinic receives visitors and, as we call them, friends of AA." "What is that, AA friends?" "It's when people who go to meetings and are not dependent get involved with alcoholics, but they are not one. Many family members get involved in the struggle of their loved one and dependent, friends, relatives, and are called friends of AA."

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

It's a text from Chase. FROM CHASE: Sure. You can bring a friend. I can't wait to see you tonight. I love you. I smile and bite my bottom lip. I look at my laptop screen and my friends are already at me. " What?" I ask them as I chuckle silently. " Nothing. You're so in love." Tanner says. I open my mouth to say something but shut it again. I roll my eyes. " Is that even a bad thing?" " Of course not." Roxie says. Tanner smiles.

Why is everyone treating me like some kind of a joke? I spot Liam, one of the guys who's friendly with me and not because he wants to sleep with me, and decide to ask him. Liam Foster might be the one guy friend I have and that's mainly because I'm the first and last girl he's ever kissed. Yep, Liam is gay and I only kissed him because he paid me to so he could prove that he actually liked girls.

Finally, I was alone My phone beeped on the vanity in front of me, interrupting my happy thoughts. I peered at the screen and let out a small chuckle. It was another message from Langston, my best friend. 'How's my favourite bride?' It read. I unlocked my phone and typed out a reply 'Oddly calm and craving whiskey' Langston and I met a few years ago, while I was trying to get my GED. Lang was the unfortunate teacher assigned to the class and after we bonded over simultaneous equations, we've been basically inseparable.

- Wow, you fat girl that kill me? Devin pretended to be angry. - You can't imagine how much I missed you, you boring. I hugged Devin really tight and he started laughing. - It's Jon, looks like she has her favorite. Cory rolled her eyes. I got away from Devin and ran to hug Cory. - Don't be jealous, Cory. Love you too. - Know. - Cory says returning the hug. Then I hugged Jon, but with him it was more difficult as he didn't want to let me hug him.

It wasn't religious clothing, but it was apparently common to show modesty in public for unmarried women As the man called Foster grasped for Sister Lina's ċhėst, she pushed him back but was the one who fell instead. This infuriated Will, this woman had indirectly cared for him all this time. At least that's how he viewed her. He rushed the obviously drunken man and tackled from behind. Due to Will's small stature, his tackle hid the back of the man's thɨġh, with his elbow hitting the back of the knee. Foster's leg went limp, and he fell to the ground hitting his head on the hard floor. Will was panting trying to recover from the adrenaline rush, and saw blood coming out of a rather nasty ga

always acting thoughtlessly before considering the other person’s feelings. “He’s just a friend,” is the reply I give to his question, probably unconvincingly. Well, it’s not completely a lie. We are friends; it's not like he's my boyfriend or anything. Before I know it, we’re already at the top of the third flight of stairs. The night we had felt like a mediocre date, ending in the guy walking me to my door with hopes of coming inside. The sexual attraction certainly was there, although mentally it felt like we were not on the same page. Suddenly I feel nervous.

MARISSA “Have a good weekend, Sean.” I waved at the burly security guard at the front entrance. A friendly giant with dark red hair, he had eyes the color of spring grass. I wouldn’t have wanted to cross him by trying to get into a building he guarded for any nefarious purposes, but he was nice enough to me. I was finally starting up something of a friendship with a couple of people who worked in the same office building I did. Sean was one of those people. It made me feel just a little bit more like I belonged, like I could fit in.