Friendship Chemical Novels & Stories

After what happened last night i don't think she wants to be my friend but love is more important to me and Max should be with me and love me but she seems to take him away when I should have him all to myself. Even if I have to destroy friendship then so be it. Even if I have to end my friendship with her it won't matter because I have to have him all to myself........ Wassap,beautiful people. Don't forget to vote and share your thoughts. Keep smiling ☺ keep loving Peace ✌

“Fitch—” “Friends give each other small gifts. That’s normal, isn’t it?” He looked innocent enough, but something very different flickered in his eyes. I knew it then—this friendship journeywas going to be a long one. I nodded. He wasn’t wrong. Friends did exchange little tokens of affection, and chocolate—well, I simply couldn’t refuse something that sweet. The bastard knew my weakness and exploited it shamelessly.

But just as I exhaled, his voice came again. “Add a coefficient to the water?” I paused, double checking it to be sure. “Yeah,” I finally said. “You’re correct.” “Score!” he muttered beside me. Then he added, “Who knew I could be friends with a nerd?” My breath hitched. Friend. Instead, I replied. “You don’t know even half of what chemistry is about.” “But I’m not dumb anymore.” I turned now, my eyes meeting his. Because I genuinely had no answer to that.

Within the hour, I was trending everywhere as the infamous "Fake Best Friend" The Internet wanted to tear me apart. Everyone claimed I had been jealous of Elise and deliberately tricked her into eating poisonous mushrooms out of spite. I contacted Elise on WhatsApp and demanded she explain herself publicly. Instead, she blocked me immediately and started livestreaming online. The poisoned classmates were there with her. Elise wept into the camera. "It's all my fault for trusting the wrong person. She told me poisonous mushrooms could let us see the answers to the SAT. I trusted her because I thought she was my best friend. I never imagined she was lying to me.

Wouldn't she have wasted her time and energy that way? “ Evelyn. ” The way he said her name made her realize just how serious he is. “ True friendship never ends. ” he emphasized every word. “ Friendship is the backbone of every relationship. Have you forgotten that the definition of a friend is someone you can trust? How then can you trust someone without first being friends with them? ” his question got her thinking, cus he was right. So right, in fact… too right. …. A/N : What do you think, guys?

"Bart, our case is a bit... different from the typical definition of friendship" "In what sense though?" "Is that a rhetorical question? we've been following each other around for 20 whole years,from the same elementary school to the same college to the same workplace.We've seen each other naked countless times, heck we took each other's first kiss at age 10 because we were curious.We had our first bottle of alcohol together, and we rolled our first joint together....although we decided to quit smoking." She looked at him in a strange way. Bart coughed like he had choked on something.

I want to tuck away those strands. "Friendship? What type of friendship?" I'm doubtful, my eyes narrow into slits letting him know I'm not trusting his words. An offer of friendship from a powerful man such as him, something's really fishy. I see a faint hint of smile playing on his lips, "how many type of friendships do you know?" He asks playfully. I stand straight, clearing my throat, understanding his double meaning, "how can we be friends? Friends are usually of the same social circle, they tease each other, joke around, help each other and also playfully insult each other sometimes" I say gauging his reaction carefully.

she said and Emma smiled, even if he gave her the cold shoulder at least he still cared for her. Then, Chloe’s assistant walked in with a box of Cheetos, “The Beta said she doesn’t like Cheetos and won't want it to get bad, so I should hand them to you,” he placed the box of Cheetos on the table before leaving. I stared at the Cheetos and cup of coffee, it always help lift my mood and my friends knows what will lift my mood. Even though they are angry at me, they still care. That’s a real friendship.

He didn't have the complete peace he needed, but it was better than nothing. "I will too, CJ You have no idea how much," he confirmed, pulling my body closer to him. The two of us were always close. He was a whore, but there was this weird connection between the two of them. I didn't know if it was because we had feelings for each other, or it was that chemistry when you find that best friend that you don't need to talk to for them to fully understand you. I never had so much confidence in a person who wasn't Messer on a friendly level. The triplets weren't a problem because of our friendship because Messer wasn't affectionate in the extreme. He gave me kisses on the forehead, hands on my sh