Friends Written Novels & Stories

I was taking a step backwards, trying to process the several things he could be trying to do. “Friends don't feel the way I do for their fellow friends.” Franklin growled, still walking towards me. “Friends don't get angry when their friend is having sex with someone else. They don't get mad when their friend has eyes for someone. Friends are not aggravated at the thought of talking to someone. Friends are not overly into another friend." My back now hit the wall, and Franklin hovered. “Orion…” I muttered. “Friends don't do the things I want to do to you.” Franklin whispered, baiting me.

Irene laughed sarcastically. "There are only a few kinds of friends in this world. Some are acquaintances whom you just nod at, some are loyal friends who would risk their lives for you, and there are others whom you get to know through business deals and transactions. I wonder, Miss Wood, what sort of friend do you fall under?"

"Thanks for your concerns, but I can't be fine if something happened to you if you help." "Don't be boastful! Let us help you search for that book!!" Aaron angrily insisted, standing from his chair. "We are friends, and friends help each other!!" I smiled. So this is what Aaron was thinking all of the time? I am surprised for his sincere concern.. "Yeah." Ella added to Aaron's speech. "Friendship is characterized by common trades. Friendship help their comrades to obtain and disseminate their wants." I am touched. This two jerk... Why would they be so generous to offer their help for me. I bowed my head. I tried holding me tears back.

Lovingly Yours, Friend

And I felt so blessed to have such lovely friends. Friends are people who make you smile at the worst of your days. They make you laugh when you want to cry. They make you trust them with your deepest secrets. They love you even when you are as annoying as soggy fries. They have your back even you are crazy as a shithouse rat. They don't judge you and will do everything for you- and some friends- they can even take a bullet for you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Frederick suddenly suggested. "Real friendships are few and far in between. Those whom you associate with regularly tend to become bad people. On the other hand, those whom you rarely interact with would be the ones who were always there for you. Sometimes a friend can be scarier than an enemy. I would rather have a few true friends than a lot of meaningless friends," Stella retorted. Frederick nodded. "You're right. You already have me." "Ha." Stella let out a laugh and looked out of the window.

"My name is Anne but you can call me an ant if you want. Some of my friends call me that." Maria stopped herself from laughing and looked at Anne with blank eyes. "My name is Maria, my dear Anne," she said, "can you tell the class what friendship means." "Sure," Anne smiled. "Friendship is the condition of being friends with someone or being in a friendly relationship with someone." "Who is your friend?" Maria asked again. "My friend is anyone that is not my family member who I enjoy spending time with." "So, are you friends with John who found my hat?"

Friends for me may be everything, especially for those who are always there in joy and sorrow without the slightest self. Maybe it's weird right now if you have friends who can continue to be close for decades. Like the current story or satire "Today's anything must have money, let alone Satan's friends to come if we have money." But all that doesn't apply to us, Kiki, Widya, Ervina, Catur, Maria, Andi, Roli, Irfan, Agus, Fauzi, Alex, Agung, Caca, Dedeh, Chandra, Sari, Dina, Tika, Ria, Impin, Iwan, Roby, Bang Adi, Selda, Henny, Lila, Lili, Kristina, Pohan, Tari, Dul, Ammy, Dewi and others. Even though we are in different cities and places, we still care for each other.

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.

Ellen replied feeling smug. "First, tell me what evidence you have about the incident. A video?" Cindy scoffed irritably. "Daisy and I have been best friends for more than three years now. And you think you can come from nowhere to spill a bunch of trash to her and she will just believe you?" "Babe, you've got no evidence to back up your claim!" Cindy laughed while Ellen just stared on with a smirk. "All I have to do is tell her you are lying. Babe, she would effortlessly believe you just want to ruin our friendship and relationship. Who do you think you are? You think so highly of yourself get out!"