Friendship Chemical Novels & Stories

"Even though your interaction was fleeting, it was enough to forge a connection between you two." "Yes," I admit, relieved that she understands, "that's exactly the way it feels." How could it not? How could I not feel something more than friendship for him? I suppose that's exactly where the confusion stems from. "It's not uncommon for people who have a shared traumatic experience to end up befriending one another and becoming involved in each other's lives." She allows those words to sink in before asking, "What kind of feelings are you having for..." She looks at me, brows raised, waiting for me to supply a letter.

"Seven, I think you're an amazing guy. Never in my life would I have thought I'd meet a guy that we'd click and vibe on so many levels within such a short amount of time. You taught me how to play video games and it's my best hobby now. We both love chicken. We love coffee and spending time together with our loved ones. We are so outgoing yet so introverted. We have so many similarities. Just a few differences, considering you love romcoms and you don't hate white like I do. " Seven chuckles. " Honestly, I think what you and I have is amazing. The friendship we've built over the short span of time we have known each other. And this whole 'girlfriend-boyfriend' thing will ruin that. " Seven f

I asked a little surprised. Hell to the no! "No silly, " she chuckled, "Soulmates are not only and always connected romantically. A friendship can also be formed between them. I'm just asking you to be there for him and figure out a way to convince him that he is needed in this world. That he belongs here" I nodded slowly, digesting everything. "Personally I don't think you guys will remain friends in the end. This end maybe, but the other end definitely not" She had a teasing smile.

“Was she just a distraction?” He hesitates. Just for a second, but it’s long enough. Something inside my chest finally settles because that hesitation tells me everything I need to know. “You didn’t leave because the bond made you weak,” I say slowly. “You left because you were.” His jaw tightens. “You’re romanticizing something that’s fundamentally biological.” “The bond?” “Yes.” “It’s not magic. It’s not destiny. It’s chemistry and neurological imprinting.” I almost smile. “Funny thing about chemistry.”

Walking up the stairs to my bedroom I still can’t wipe the smile off my face. It wasn’t until tonight that I realised that most – if not all – of my friendships are based around duty and necessity. Spending time with Invidia I see what a real friendship should be like; fun, relaxing and somewhere to turn when you’re at your lowest. Having a few drinks and dancing the night away was exactly what I needed to distract myself from everything going on in my life.

I needed to sort out what this was before allowing myself to feel any sort of way. “I may have got that when you stuck your tongue down my throat.” I teased, giving him a little wink. “But, that doesn’t help with knowing what it means for the future. Friends fool around sometimes.” Zaine frowned. “I don't think I could be that sort of friend, Pres. I don't think I could risk hurting you, either. Besides, I think we know each other better than most. We share a connection, that, no, isn’t a fated matebond, but it is a friendship. A solid and close friendship. I already love you because of that friendship. But, the reaction you just caused my body… well…”

I just heard one of them say, “Control your bloody wolf, Kyler ! We are in a human uni dammit !!” Sigh ! They were so lucky to have wolves ! I just couldn’t shift to mine coz Zumi was ill. And no one seemed to know or tell me why !! Ughh. It was so damn frustrating. “So Ms Stone ! Kindly tell us all the types of chemical bonds that are present between atoms of various elements,” the Chemistry teacher asked. What the hell ?! This is like the third time that he is quizzing me on my very first day !! Is he someone I pissed off before ?

"So... what exactly are we now?" Damien paused in his tracks, his mind turning the question over. He had already analyzed his internal emotions. When he had secretly looked up psychological behavioral patterns online, the articles stated that if you care about someone's well-being and feel an instinctual need to protect them, it falls squarely under friendship. Every single metric ticked the friendship box. He looked back at Ethan. "Friends?" A bright, genuine smile broke across Ethan's face at the word. He immediately extended his right hand. "Friends, then."