Frowning Friends Novels & Stories

Isla's eyebrows furrowed in feigned confusion, "Bestfriend King? Your bestfriend is a king? Of what kingdom?" Joan and Alistair laughed. "I'm so sorry, I said bestfriend, King" She stressed on the pause, "his name is King." "Aaaaah, I see." Isla pretended to blush in embarrassment, scratching her head, "It just sounded really like, well, you know and I thought...uhm... nevermind. It's just so really...embarrassing. I'm such a ..." "I'll leave you two now and...uhm see you later. You're getting discharged in three days, right? I'll make sure to come visit."

I said giving him a look. "Yes." he said and smiled. Watching a movie with Mickey, Vis and Ace is always fun. And it will be so much fun when the four of us will watch a movie after such a long time. He dropped me and went away; now with a cute smile on his face that just made my day. Maybe because we are so close friends that his smile and sadness affect me this much. I looked around and saw Stance standing with his phone to his ear. He is talking and sighing a lot.

Two hours later, the three friends were lying on the mattresses on the floor, the living room lights off, the vast house empty, and Dalia felt an enormous weariness, but told them: "I love you guys, thank you so much for being with me at this moment. Having you as friends, having you here, makes all the difference to me." "We're the crazy trio, the oldest in this condominium, a millionaire, a housekeeper, and a driver, the three lying in a dark room, in pain even in our ass hair. Sorry for the curse word, girls." Dalia's laughter was so loud that her friends thought it had hurt her throat, but they joined her in laughter until their stomachs hurt.

I slapped his shoulder. He finally stopped frowning and smiled. "I... I just need you to follow me to LA for a few months." His brow furrowed. "And pretend to be my boyfriend." This time his expression morphed into a scowl.

*RAMADAN MUBARAK TO ALL *sorry for the late update hope you will enjoy 👍. Sara p.o.v After everything that has been going on, Saleena and I became busy with school work, I was even thinking about how our friendship became so strong. For me it's the best thing that had ever happen to me. I have always been an introvert ever since in middle school but now life was finally granting me wishes. And I don't know how Simran thinks but all hope for is this friendship to always be forever. Or as I think it might not be.

Trying my best to hold my emotions. “Aww are you pouting? Don't pout___” he moved around me watching my face. “ Are you frowning? Oh, you are frowning, don't frown. I heard from a friend of a friend that frowning makes you age a lot faster” he placed his fingers on his face. This stupid guy had to have lost some of his brain cells. “Not talking to me huh? No problem I'll talk for both of us,” he said dragging a chair from the corner of the room to sit facing me.

Her friends, sharing her disdainful sentiment, cast a disapproving glance at the boys, their skepticism regarding the evening's plans unabated. In the midst of the bustling evening, the tension was palpable as Emily, Ashley, and their friends found themselves in an awkward situation. Emily's keen eyes scanned the surroundings, desperately trying to locate the missing guys. The air was thick with anticipation. Ashley's hesitant response, a simple, "Uhm, I don't know," only intensified the mounting frustration within the group. Penny, her patience wearing thin, snapped at Ashley, her fingers trailing through her hair in vexation.

Now, all eyes were on us, the attention which we received piqued me, like was I the only one on this planet that minded her business? Oh, there they were, Friends of the year. Jenny and Can darted forward, their expressions asking questions. Jenny knew who Frank was and therefore looked at me with a worried expression. I nodded at Brian to let go, but he refused. After some begging hours later, he reluctantly freed my hand. Cam, on the other hand, didn't know who Frank was. He looked at him warningly waiting for any suspicious movement to Strike. I've never seen him in such a mood before, my knight in shining armor. I giggled inwardly, only to stop when I remembered my predicament. "Frank, w

I was thoroughly fed up, so I made Justin send him away. But Zachariah came running to me in a panic once and told me that Henry had gotten into a fight. To be precise, Henry had hit someone and got hit back. Aside from the imprint of five fingerprints on his face, Justin stood neatly dressed, arms crossed, calm and composed. On the other hand, Henry was covered head to toe in footprints. His hair was disheveled. He only had one shoe on. Others held him up as he let out a series of agonized screams.

His foul breath almost made me puke. He had light brown hair, and the other guys with him looked like his friends. But I think one has to be more than a friend, perhaps his brother because he had the same hair shade and strong jaws as him. The third guy was tall. He had black hair, and a scar on his face, and both his hands were in his pockets looking undisturbed. "Your boyfriends aren't with you today?" the second shorter guy asked. "What do you mean by that? What boyfriends?" I asked.