I Love With My Best Friend Novels & Stories

I love him so much that it's causing me immense pain. She was shedding silent tears while sharing her anguish with her best friend, her diary. Her eyes were puffy from crying for days, and her hair was a mess, just like her life. Because she trusted him with her entire heart, deep down she knew there would be some valid reason for his sudden disappearance.

As painful as it was, I kept trying. My cell phone vibrated somewhere in the house. I went to look for it, foolishly hoping it was my mother. But when I saw “Isis” on the screen, I sighed and brought the phone to my ear while I washed my hands. “Ugh, friend, I'm so tired of Thiago.” She didn't wait for me to say hello. I've never had many friends, and maybe that's why I tolerated the repetitive complaints. “Then break up with him,” I said, without holding back.

I pointed between us. “Well, it'll be her word against ours. We're almost always hanging out together on a daily basis, given that you're my best friend's sister. So nothing would be against the norm. It doesn't matter what she tells everyone." Yup, that made a lot of sense. Note the sarcasm.

She'd been talking about him nonstop for months now and I knew she was very much in love with him. God, I couldn't believe this. On one hand, I could tell her that her boyfriend was a douchebag and that we'd had sex but that would break her heart and it would be my fault on the the other hand it I decided not to say anything, I'd be letting a douchebag like Collen have his way with my best friend. I ran my hands through my wavy blonde hair and groaned in frustration as I stared at my reflection above the vanity. My eyes were puffy with all of the crying I did last night and my hair was a complete mess.

I asked again. “ There's certainly no love lost between us, so why are you hell bent on forcing me into a friendship? I'm doing everything I can think of to avoid it.” She was quiet for a couple of minutes as she appeared to mull this over in her mind and try to figure out an answer for me as well as for herself. “Because I know what it feels like to be alone and without a friend,” she finally said. “ And I also know how grateful I would have been to anyone who tried to reach out.”

I was shocked to see my childhood friend Tessy, she betrayed me I was shocked to see my best friend and roommate standing before me "Tessy" Why.....why.......why my voice keeps shaking "how could you do this to me, why did you betray me? I ask I thought you were my best friend, and my roommate" And our fathers were best of friends and Business partners, how could you possibly betray my trust, why did you do this to me" I thought you love me, and you always told me you did" I ask her crying

I've been kind of busy. ' Busy indeed! Anyways, I just called to inform you that I'm on my way to I.D.G fashion house. You're around right?' ' Of course i am.' ' Okay then. See you in about 30 minutes.' She said and hung up immediately. Stacey was the only one i could call a friend and a family. She was my everything. Since i had no parents, no relative, no brother, no sister, she was the only one i had. We met while in the university and became best of friends. We both studied Banking and finance and she still works in a bank till date. I wonder how she'd be able to com toe visit me when she should be at work. Anyways, I should wait till she comes before I ask her.

He felt those emerald eyes of hers watching his every movement as he turned and walked out of the room. *** He called me honey!!! Oh my God!! Mia’s inner fangirl raved. The only thing that could have made that any sexier would be if I’d been wrapped up in his arms when he called me that. Mia rolled her eyes at her inner monologue before she could stop herself. But he’s Blake’s best friend, and Blake is so protective of me. I don’t know that us getting together would be a good idea. Why not? fangirl retorted. We’re both single, consenting adults. Blake doesn’t get a vote here – and you’ve wanted to be Tanner Greysen’s girl for years.

She was the only person on this earth that I knew I could truly count on and I didn’t know what I would do without her most times. “I love you,” I said. Sandra’s expression softened and she walked over to me and pulled me in to a hug that I reciprocated warmly. “I love you,” she whispered and we stayed like that for a few minutes, nobody saying anything. Just two best friends basking in the warmth of each other’s love. Every good thing had to end though, and it was with a bittersweet feeling in my heart that I pulled away from her.

The world had continued to exist in its usual arrangement and yet something felt fundamentally different about all of it, the way a room looks slightly unfamiliar after you have been away from it for a long time, even when nothing inside has changed. I had enjoyed the night. That was the honest part, the part I could admit to myself while I was still alone in the quiet of the room with nobody watching my face. I had enjoyed it more than I wanted to, and that was exactly where the problem began, because Matthew was not someone I was supposed to enjoy anything with. Matthew was Scott's best friend.