I Just Want To Be Friends Novels & Stories

I told him. "If I don't apologize, I won't feel at ease". He admitted . "I will only forgive you on one condition"I smiled at him. " What is it? " He inquired. " Let's just be friends ,since we can't be lovers," I replied. "I told you.." "I know what you told me ,but I still want to be friends with you" I cut him off. "It's rude to cut someone off when talking." He said and I chuckled. "Sorry ...I just really want to be friends with you, I want to stay close to you even though it's selfish. " I admitted.

“I’m sorry I sprang that on you first, it’s just…” I swallowed, forcing the words out softer this time. “I really like you, and I want to be your friend. Please?” That wasn’t the whole truth. I wanted more than just friendship with him, but I couldn’t say that, not right now. If he were one of our kind, I wouldn’t have to dance around the edges of what I felt. He would already know, because he would be feeling the same too. We would be skipping all the cautious small talk and moving straight to the claiming part right about now with no hesitation.

Why? "Is this like a part of your plan or something?". I asked. "You've lost me." "It's not a plan. I'm just saying that I want us to live in peace and harmony for the short time we have together. It'd be nice if we can become friends after all of this is over." She beamed at me like we were talking about the weather. "Don't you think so?". "Friends. You want us to be friends." I repeated slowly.

“L-Leo… w-what are you—” “Don’t worry,” I cut in, gently but firmly. “I’m not asking you to like me back. Not now. Not ever, if it’s not meant to be. I just want to be that friend who’s courting you quietly on the side. No pressure. Just… let me be near you.” I looked down, chuckling softly. “Just don’t start avoiding me, okay?” I added. “Because if you do… I swear, that’s what would really hurt me. Even if you can only ever see me as a friend… I already see you as something more.”

I never experienced eating outside because I didn't have any friends back then. I also tried to avoid anything that will anger my parents because they don’t want to see me with someone else even though they are just my friends, they want me to just focus on my studies and to be on top of my class. I don’t even experience going on a vacation with my classmates or going on a field trip with them, how ironic that I do my best for my parents to be proud of me but they still didn't see me as a person, they just see me as someone who will give them accomplishments and medals. Someone who will make their family name well known for having achievements.

And hence I won't get to force any name on it. " Friends?" " Fucking friends." I groaned. We both know we are never becoming friends. Never fucking ever.

Waiting for me was a text from Smart, the one I had felt would never contact me again. "I've thought about it for days now, Jay. I think I would like to be your friend. Not ones with benefits. Just a friend. I apologize for letting my emotions almost ruin a beautiful friendship. I promise I won't ever come on to you. All I want is to be your friend. Please call when you see this. I will be awaiting. No matter how long it takes. I will always be waiting."

It's been so long since I've felt this happy and I can't hold back the joy that's overwhelming me right now. It's not like I want to become a slut and flirt with boys or anything. I just want them as my friends, because all I want and need is my mate for love. I can just tell that having a mate is going to be the best thing to ever happen to me. I'm not interested in Leon, or any other guy for that matter, but I do like the feeling of knowing I can at least talk to them and not start World War 3. This is so amazing!

One I’d practically begged for. I didn’t know if we could rewind all the way back, but I wanted to try. If nothing else, I wanted to be his friend. The little voice snorted. Yeah, right. Like you could ever be his friend. Sighing deeply, I looked around his office and wondered if the annoying voice of reason was right. I didn’t even really know what I wanted from him, only that I didn’t want what we had now. Avoiding each other and talking in curt sentences with tones so cold it was like no warmth had ever existed between us wasn’t an option for me. Not anymore.

So I'm getting so much love on my story from many people and I don't even know them so I would like to be friends with them. So would you mind being my friend? If no, then you can text me.... I'll be really happy to make new friends...