Friendzone Texts Novels & Stories

"Just friends!" Zara shrieks over lunch. I shrug. "Yea." "After that hot kiss?" I giggle. "I didn't say it was hot." "Your face was burning when you told me about it. You don't have to tell me how hot it was, Terra!" I roll my eyes. "I shouldn't have told you..." "What you shouldn't have done, honey, is FRIENDZONE him. CJ wants you, Terra. And I'm sure he doesn't want to be friends only. He wants more..."

"Are you alive? If not then tell us we are also coming with you" "Babyyy pick the damn phone" "Elsa, where are you?" "Pick up your phone" Hahaa my friends are hilarious. They left their minds when we talked to each other. But all in this that one text message making my smile vanish It's from Zian from yesterday "It's going to be a week, where are you? Please pick my phone call please. And if you not then I'm going to file a missing complaint of you"

Izar doesn't seem to respond to her texts until about twenty minutes later. Izar: would you girls love to hang out on Sunday? My treat. Annie♡: oh absolutely! You're the sweetest, my cute Izar! Annie♡: What do you say, Saphielle? Even though the last text was sent three hours ago, I sent my reply. Me: I'd love to. But just as I decided to leave the app and focus on my assignment, a text came in making my eyes bulge. ‘I think I'm obsessed with touching you. Can't stop thinking about earlier, little red.’

She just responded to my text. I unlocked my phone and clicked on the chat. 'I'm home. Sorry if I kept you worried. I'm kind of drunk so I'll text you later. Love you x' A half grin formed on my face while reading that. I sent a text back to her and exited the chat. The contact below hers caught my attention and I stared at it for a long minute. It's Hazel. I sighed. I feel sorry if I passed the wrong notation earlier but this just won't do. Despite what transpired between us that night, it was just sex. Nothing more, exactly as she said.

He quickly typed back: “You’re not Ford.” “Yep! It’s me, Sunny. The woman you kicked out.” “I don’t want anything to do with you anymore, Sunny. So please don’t bother me and Elmy again.” “I’m not the one bothering you. You are, Zayne! You’re the one who texted Ford,” Sunny replied, followed by a laughing emoji. “So how does it feel? Fighting for something you can’t buy with money?” Zayne tightened his grip on his phone. “Frustrating, isn’t it?” she added.

Deleted that too. Zoe snatched my phone. "Give me that." "No…. " Too late. She typed fast, hit send before I could grab it back. I lunged. "What did you do?" "Sent 'Your hoodie smells good and I miss you. Come over if you want.' Boom. Perfect." "Oh my God I'm killing you." "Too late." She tossed the phone on the cushion between us. "Now we wait. Or we do another shot." We did another shot.

--- Ozzie texts me that evening. Not through the contact. A plain text, the way he has been texting me since long before the formation existed, in the tone he uses when something has been real enough that he needs the ordinary channel rather than the frequency one. *I held the threshold today.* I read it. I type back: *Tell me.*

When he had walked away I nearly cried my eyes out thinking I would have to settle for my toys. But he came back and gave me the best fuck of my life! I think I crashed to my feet once I managed to finally open my apartment door, my legs were so shaky I could barely move that was how fucking good it was! And have been waiting For his text ever since and it comes at 5:42 p.m this evening from an Unknown number. 𝑼𝑵𝑲𝑵𝑶𝑾𝑵 𝑵𝑼𝑴𝑩𝑬𝑹:

Look at her dealing with nasty wolves! S: Things at A-Mine don’t look good! S: How can someone like Sarah go unclaimed? Have we no real wolves anymore? S: Fated mate for some lucky wolf? Maybe. S: <3 Sarah! I looked away from my phone for a moment, took a breath, and then went back to my screen. There were another few dozen texts, all along the same lines and starting around the time I’d met Zane.