Frowning Friends Novels & Stories

Just when I thought things were calming down, Liam—one of Rowan’s taller, not-so-bright friends—decided to chime in. "Aw, look at this," he sneered, stepping closer with that lazy grin of his. "Frank’s playing hero for his little boyfriend. You that starved for attention that you hang out with a guy just to feel needed?" Loud, ugly laughter erupted from the group, ringing off the gym walls like nails on a chalkboard. Before I could think, Frank’s face twisted into anger. The charm he usually wore vanished in an instant, replaced by unrestrained fury as he pushed Liam hard in the chest. "Say that again," he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.

He asked as it seems Derek wasn't moved, he was still frowning. Kaiden opened his mouth to talk, but no words came out of his mouth cause staring at Derek's frowned face, reminded him of something odd. He furrowed his brows as he tilted his head and stared harder at Derek who at first doesn't seem to notice that his friend was staring intently at him. Derek's frown face still reminded him of that. "Kaiden?" Derek called, no response, he noticed that his friend was staring intently at him, at first he thought someone or his girlfriend was behind him but checking and seeing no one, he turned back to his friend who was acting weird.

I was busy typing on my phone when my friends suddenly squeeze my cheek. I frowned and turned to her. "What?" I irritatedly ask. She tried to peek on my cellphone but before her sight turned down on my phone I already shut it. Suddenly her smile widened on her cheek so I sigh heavily, I known her very well. If her facial expression is look like this she did something silly. "Guess what?" She cheerfully said. "You did something bad?" My other friend laughed of what I've said. "Your prediction is wrong sissy" she tsked me and laughed like a witch that echoed all around the plane. Everyone turned to us with the confusion look in their faces.

I resist laughing at his demeanor. “It's hard to make friends when you have a grey cloud as large as Ethan around,” he ranted with animated gestures. “Abigail doesn't help either with her condescension, the rest of the guys act like bloody robots and frankly I'm just waiting for the pitchforks and tomatoes to kick us out with the way they seem to scare everyone everywhere they go.“ I paused my walking to laugh. He looked and sounded genuinely frustrated with his group's anti-social antiques. I don't really know what's so funny about it but to think these are the kind of things other people have to worry about.

"So you're going to tell me what had you smiling like that?" "What?" I frowned at him. He gave me a look. "Uh...no?" "Ouch. And here I thought we were friends," he said, feigning sadness. "Friends with the boss?" I arched a brow at him. "That's suspicious," he laughed. "Oh come on,"

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.

she added and winked her right eye. In a very awkward moment, Argen laughed suddenly. Frando furrowed his brows because of her sudden way to break the ice in between. “Kidding. It’s just. . .a friendship thing. Since we’re friends, right?” She tried to change the topic as Frando was still usually doing the stares that he had done last week while riding her horse. That melts her so much and feel more tinier standing near this guy that always wear a bit smile on his face and the rest are wondering-thoughts expressions.

I was left with a frown on my face. “Dude, you look like good friday today, huh.” said my friends who had just arrived. “Why did arrive you just now? What? Did you just talk about going at the same time!?” I nag them. “You're being a hot headed! You should be welcoming us with a hug.” They said. I looked at them badly. “Stupid! You should go here, now that the guest is getting home.” I said. “Alright guys, let's get back. We are no longer needed here.” They said.

He nodded like the crazy fūck that I have loved since we both started this journey together. He dropped the knife and forced Santoro’s mouth open before shoving his torn ear in it. “Fūcking chew it!” He snarled, holding Santoro’s mouth closed as the fūcker gagged. This right here. That’s exactly why I’m friends—brothers—with this crazy fūcker. You know that song, ‘go best friend, that’s my best friend’? Yeah, don’t ask how I know it, but I was shouting it in my head as Francisco forced the asšhole to eat his own ear.

Clark:: Okay guys, we are good to go now I looked at them two and could not stop laughing. Few minutes ago, they were at each other's neck and now this? Friendship is really something else.