I Just Want To Be Friends นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I rather like the idea of you fucking my brains out." "I'm sure you do." She rolls her eyes. "I need to keep my focus on playing football. Any chance we can just be friends?" She even rolls her eyes sexily. "Friends," I say, testing the word. I want a whole hell of a lot more than friendship but maybe I'm missing the point here. "Friends with benefits?"

“Look, I promise I’m not going to force you to accept my feelings and we can just be friends.” I held my cup and stared at it as I found my words, “I like us being friends.” “Alright.” He replied.

" What do you mean? " " I can't say anything until she makes it public. Be there for her but as a friend ." "What if I want more? " ©#KCMmuoe

"Yes. She is there." "Ok. I can help." "Really?" I raised an eyebrow. He was really full of surprises. "But first..." "You are not marking me!" "I don't!, Yet. I want us to be friends." "Friends? Why?" "Well i want you to know I'm not so bad and I also want to get to know you." It wasn't such a bad idea for me. I've always been lacking on friends. This eas someone some of my peers would trip for. "Sure friends. Now tell me what you know."

"So yes, I forgive you." Relief flashed across his face then he hesitated as if debating whether to say something else. "So I was wondering…" Immediately, I became cautious, Daniel noticed and his smile faded. "I was wondering if maybe we could be friends." The silence between us stretched for a while. Then I looked at him and finally smiled not warmly but honestly. "Oh, Daniel." His expression fell before I even answered. And somehow we both already knew exactly what I was going to say.

"We don't have to do this, you know." I glanced up. "Do what?" "This. Any of it." He gestured vaguely between us. "I meant what I said earlier – we can just be friends. No pressure, no expectations. Just... two people who occasionally get forcibly fed by my grandmothers." The simple honesty in his voice made my throat ache. "I'd like that," I said softly. "The friends thing. I'm just not... I can't..." "I know." And somehow, I thought maybe he did. Not everything, but enough. "Friends is good. Friends is perfect, actually."

I said as she's now choosing her drink. She nodded and pick some coffee in can, “what is it?” “Are we friends now? If not, can we be friends?” I asked bravely, I really wanted to be sure if I can be friends with her. I want a friend, I have Lady Charlotte, Remi and Izach but it still different to have more friends who is the same status like me… “You like to be my friend?” She asked in disbelief, “why?” “No reason… I just want to be your friend, is that a bad idea?”

Justin and I got to my front porch, and I smiled at him. “That was brave of you.” “I know right? I just want to be your friend.” Justin voiced out, and slid both hands into his pockets. “My friend? Oh, come on. Why all of a sudden?” I asked, out of curiosity. “I’m serious, Scarlet. I have always wanted to be your friend, but you never really paid attention to me. I’m glad you are, now. So, it’s best if I tell you now before anything else comes up, and we’re back to square 1.”

No matter what his family or everyone else thinks about our relationship. I just want us to be real friends. Why is it too much to ask? •

I took a deep breath and turned back towards Noira, hoping I could repair any damage I’d done. “I’m happy that I can sit next to you and still be able to talk with John and Seth,” I mumbled. “I am looking forward to getting to know you better, and I…” I paused for a moment. “I really hope that we will be good friends.” I finished with a whisper. I’ve never had a friend before, and I’ve never been allowed to express my own needs or wants much either. Doing so feels foreign and dangerous.