In Love With My Best Friend の小説・ストーリー

I couldn't see anything — and I didn't want to see. What for? I would go to hell with him. I felt the bed. He sat me down on it. "I fell in love with you, damn it!" he confessed, pushing me away a little. I looked at his face there, panting. "I fell in love, Maria Vitória. I'm madly in love at forty-four." "Forty-four?" He nodded. It was crazy. We both knew it. "I know it won't last. I'm throwing away a friendship of years because of an unbearably hot girl."

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.

“I’ve figured it out. A marriage without love is meaningless, even if you use a child to tie it together.” “Before I was too naive. I thought even a block of ice could be slowly melted by warmth. But now I know, he's not ice, he's cold steel and cold steel can't be melted by warmth.” “So, brother, I don't want to push it anymore, and I ask that you don't push it either. Just let it go, I have finally accepted the fact that Leo can never fall in love with me.” “Don't worry if Leo doesn't want you, I am here. When this child is born, I'll help you raise him or her.”

He left after I told him I am in love with someone else and it's been over twenty minutes or thereabout and I have not seen any of them. If I were to go inside the hospital, I would not find them because I don't know my way around so I sat back in the car and listened to some music. Music is my second best friend after my diary, they are the two things that give me the validity that I seek. Though being a low-key artist is something that keeps my soul and body together, it can't be compared to good music. The music stopped playing and I saw a call coming in, Lucas. He had promised to call.

As soon as I was outside, I pulled out my phone and called Jessica, my best friend. “Hey, Jess, you won’t believe what just happened,” I whispered, glancing around to make sure no one could hear me. “What? Did you actually do it?” she asked, her voice filled with excitement. I hesitated, my cheeks burning. “Yeah. I did it. With him.” Jessica gasped so loudly I had to hold the phone away from my ear. “ With who?” Jessica's voice rang. “With Zayden.” I whispered my hands ribbing the bedsheet and anything I could see.

"Yeah, I'm crazy for loving you. And face the fact that you will marry someone else! I really have gone mad!” “Del, I'm getting married in two days. And now that you're saying all this, what for?" said Brisa still not wanting to believe her friend's words. “There are still two days to go, everything is still changing. Do you love me? If so, come elope with me.” Brisa was surprised by Delmar's suggestion. His mouth opened very wide. "We're friends, Del." "But I told you. It's been a long time since I no longer consider you as my best friend. I love you, Bri."

And lifting my leg, so I was on one knee, did nothing to initiate her filling her lungs. Go big or go home. "Masyn, I never imagined when we met in kindergarten that seventeen years later you'd be my best friend. But now that I've had you, I never want to let you go. I know it's fast, although not really, considering how long I've loved you, and-"

"I don't like you so much right now, plus I'm not yet completely in love which means I have to find a way to fix this," "Only my best friend would want to hold back from relishing in the joy that comes from being in love." I finished up with the window cleaning and headed for the last room down the hallway. It was the only one left to be cleaned. "Says the same person that refused to drill a guy she was busy drooling over for weeks," she said glibly. "Okay tell me what's going on. You're the last person to want to pull away from the good stuff, you're like the fuck it let's eat all of the sugar in the world, we'll deal with diabetes tomorrow kind of person."

Dear Diddy, I am in love with my best friend’s boyfriend. I hate to hurt her this way since the both of us have been close since forever but you can’t help who your heart wants, you know? Well, in my case I guess it’s my body that wants my best friend’s boyfriend. And why not! He is so hot and he loves her so much…I think I am jealous of how much he loves her. I want him to love me … I want that kind of love and I know he can love me as much as he loves her. I just hope she understands that I didn’t mean to hurt her. I just need to be loved too. _ Looking For Love.

My eyes sting, and I blink quickly to keep the tears from spilling over. "Before you," I begin, my voice shaking just a little, "I thought love was something that happened to other people. But with you, I don't just feel loved... I feel seen. You've given me something I never thought I'd have, a home." I pause, swallowing hard. "I always thought I'd be terrified on my wedding day. I thought I'd be that bride with second thoughts, but with you? I've never been more sure of anything in my life. You're my home, my heart, and today, I'm not just marrying the man I love. I'm marrying my best friend." "And your worst nightmare," he adds in a whisper only I can hear, that familiar cocky smirk playi