I Love With My Best Friend Novelas e Histórias

“You are not correct about that. We are best friends and lovers!” At that moment, I slammed my lips on hers.

I love him so much and I'm beginning to understand how and why Mia is madly in love with Leo. I have the best friend anyone can ever have in life and I have a great boyfriend. What more can I ask besides.

Maybe I just miss my best friend. I really miss my best friend. I miss him so much! I wish he was here.

Loving my boyfriend's best friend was one of the greatest feelings I had always wanted to get rid of. Harry never looked at me the way Shawn did but as a sister and a friend. So I decided to stick to that but every time I look at him, I'm unable to control these strange feelings I have for him. I know it's wrong to have these feelings for him but honestly, he was the first boy I would ever love. Shawn was second. I thought Harry leaving for England will help matters but now he's back and I know the worst is bound to happen.

I said in a measured tone, not wanting to reveal the excitement filling my body. And then, I walked out the door with a pep in my step. ~Present Day~ I'm sitting at my writing desk, staring out of the window. But something popped into my brain, a distant memory, which brought so many emotions to the forefront of my mind. Adam, my best friend. Oh, how I miss him! The last time we saw each other was ten years ago! I thought, inhaling and exhaling, trying to dispel it. Yet, it was no use. It kept on reappearing each time with a vengeance.

"You must be wondering who I'm talking about. Who else? Anki." "Ankita Agarwal. Anki. We’ve been, well, ‘best friends’, since the 5th grade. And then, one day, it happened, for her. For me, well... I guess I’ve always been in love with her." As Punit spoke about Ankita, his eyes lit up and a soft smile formed on his lips. He gazed into the distance, lost in thought, as he reminisced about their long-lasting friendship and the feelings he had for her.

“Fuck. I didn’t mean to—I just—I can’t—I can’t do this—” She hesitated. Then slowly sat next to me. “Okay. Hey. Chill. Just… breathe.” I tried. Didn’t work. “I’m not mad,” she said, softer this time. “Just confused. What’s going on with you?” I wiped my face, sniffled hard. “He chose someone else.” She blinked. “Ah. There it is.” “My best friend,” I said, voice cracking. “He was my best fucking friend . And I—I loved him. God, I loved him so much. And I thought maybe one day… I thought maybe I had a chance. But he…”

"How can you be so sure?" Another soft laugh leaves my lips. It's time to come clean, no matter how pathetic I may sound. "Because I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember. It's always been you. Only you, and I can't see myself together with anybody else. You're my best friend and future, and I wouldn't want it any other way." She looks moved. "That's so sweet," she whispers and then frowns. "I'm sorry I never realized until now how I felt."

This time, the kiss different then all the rest. It was beyond passion, it was needy, lustful, and oh so full of love. The love I felt for my best friend. "I love you Brie." "I love you Jay. Always have, always will."

Maybe I shouldn’t have made the deal with Nate. Because right now, I could see my best friend was definitely still with me.