Hey Arnold Best Friends Novels & Stories

The silence eats at me while Cade gestures for me to continue. "Tell me." Ariel slings her arm around my shoulder dramatically, giving me a cheeky smile. "So, how was it?" Instantly I regretted telling her about Justin. Sure, she was my best friend, but after how it went, I wished I hadn't. "Well—," "It was awesome, wasn't it?" I pressed my lips together, keeping my head down in case I ran into him. "Not really, Ariel." She stopped me, pressing her palms against my shoulders. Blowing her bangs from her eyes, she titled her head. "What happened?"

"You're officially the best person I've ever met." Luther chuckles, shaking his head as he turns onto our street. "Hope you regret bein' mean to me all damn day." I grab another fry, warmth settling into my stomach for the first time all night. "Maybe a little." "Mm-hm." "But in my defense," I add quickly, pointing a fry at him. "I was in the middle of a tiny little Menty-B." "You said I was built like an air fryer." I nearly inhale the fry in my mouth.

Forgive my manners, my name is Audrey O'Connor, and I am a freshman in UCLA—we all are—me, Lislie, Liam, and two other of my female friends that you will get to meet soon. Liam had been my best friend since middle school, and we had remained buddies from then until now. Our families became closer as a result of our friendship, and people usually referred to us as siblings. My dad and his dad worked in the same company, but it was our friendship that brought them closer. Same with my mum. We usually took turns having dinner at each other's houses or went out for treats. They let us sleep over at each other's houses, go to school together, shopping, church; we did virtually everything together

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

Then he said the words that changed everything. Maybe we need help. I asked what kind of help. He did not answer. He went to bed. I lay awake all night. The next morning, I found him in the kitchen. He was making coffee. His back was to me. His shoulders were tense. I asked again. What kind of help? He turned around. His face was calm. Too calm. He said he had been thinking about Luca and Eli. My stomach dropped. I asked why. He said they were his oldest friends. He trusted them. He said he had called them. They were coming to visit.

“Then we deal with it. Together.” I squeezed his hand. “I love you.” “I know.” Derek’s best man was Jake, who stood up with a beer and a grin. “I’ve known Derek since we were kids,” he said. “He was always the funny one. The one who could make you laugh even when you wanted to cry. But I’ve never seen him like this. Happy. Settled. Like he’s finally home.” He raised his bottle. “To Tori and Derek. May your life together be full of laughter and very few bombed sets.”

"I'll try to do better next time. I never want to do anything to jeopardize our friendship." "You're not getting rid of me that easily." I bump Natasha's shoulder playfully. "Best friends fight sometimes. It's part of the deal." "You're the best, you know that?" Natasha pulls me into another quick hug. "I don't say it enough, but I'm so grateful for you. My life would be empty without my partner in crime." I feel my eyes prickle with tears and blink them back. Natasha and I have been through so much together over the years. Our friendship is a lifeline I cling to during my darkest times.

And I burst into loud sobs. He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly, Then suddenly I remembered who he was and pushed him away from me. "You..." pointing my finger at him "You Aron Norwood... You are one of Remond's friends who hates me a lot; everyone in your group does, you hate me too so don't act. I know you'll hurt me too you all are monsters" I yelled out, My tears suddenly turned into angry tears. He pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly.

I asserted as I smiled at him. I heard Alex cleared his throat. I glanced at him and saw his jealous reaction. "Alright. I won't stay long. I still have some business to attend. Until we meet again, Hannah." Arnold stated before he turned and left. As soon as he closed the door, Alex walked towards my bed. "So, he's always there for you? How sweet." He remarked sarcastically. "Alex, don't be absurd. We're just friends." I muttered. Although I knew that Arnold liked me as he confessed his feelings for me, I made it clear to him that we could only be friends.

“It’s a lovely sight.” “Don’t say that to her face.” Misty warned. “Why? Will she twitch?” “She will throw something.” Misty warned. “She’s not in the mood for all of that tonight.” “I think I’ll take my chances.” “You’re flustering her.” Asteria said, nudging him. “I’m aware.” Damian retorted. “Let no one say that they don’t understand why Misty and Paige are best friends. They’re obviously both very responsive individuals.” They followed her back around the side of the house. It was past ten, and so the party was in full force.