In Love With My Best Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

Just… kind. I don’t know why I started talking. Maybe it was the coffee, or the relief, or the way she looked like someone who could hold a secret without fumbling it. “I’ve been in love with him for a while,” I admitted quietly, staring into my cup. “Since… forever, honestly. Not in a creepy way, just—he’s always been there. This constant. My best friend Ava’s the only one who knows. She tells me I’m romanticizing him too much, but she doesn’t see him the way I do.”

Damn, my favorite junkfood ever! “Let’s try Love, Rosie? Have you seen this?” I shook my head. “So do I.” Jeremy hit the play button and we watched it together. I was kind of baffled when I realized it was all about best friends, and the girl fell for her friend. Shit.

“I don't ever want to see you get hurt. You're too special to me because I love you.” I froze listening to her words. She snapped her wide eyes at me, and her lips parted as she realized what she had said. “Say that again,” I said, sitting up and ignoring her concern. “Say it, Kiara.” She touched my cheek. “I love you, Ethan, and I don’t want to see you like this. Ever again.” I was grinning now. My best friend loved me. Kiara Sharma loved me. I wanted to go and tell my mothers about this and yell it to the world that Kiara Sharma, my best friend, loved me.

I had to make sure my heart wouldn't break, so I stood taller, arching my back, willing the fear which grasped my heart tightly back down. "Adam, I guess I believe you. But I wish it were easier for me to see that you were truly real. I mean, come on, don't you know that I have been having these weird hallucinations?" I said while shrugging my shoulders, not ready to reveal what was laid upon my heart. Yet, Adam, my best friend from childhood, who's still married for Moon Goddess' sake, had this way about him that helps break down my walls. Which is something I had yearned for, for a long time. And now, being with him, which I know is forbidden, is something I desperately need.

The sight of it all made me go mad. “So good.” I said and held her hips as I moved. “So, fucking perfect.” I made eye contact with her and felt a rush of emotions flow through me. This was really happening. I was making love to my best friend, and it was good. It was so good I was feeling an obsession for her develop inside me. I was never going to let her go. No other man was ever going to have her. She was going to be mine and mine alone. No man was going to have her, taster her and see her this way. She was mine and mine alone.

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."

Synopsis: Leanna is my best friend. Ever since that embarrassing moment in first grade, the one where I tried to admit my love for Johnny Smith, she has always been there for me. We share everything.… ********************* Leanna is my best friend. Ever since that embarrassing moment in first grade, the one where I tried to admit my love for Johnny Smith, she has always been there for me. We share everything. Classes, lunches, and even secrets, but I've never seen her fall in love. It's like impossible, she's immune, never mooning over a boy or staring at a hottie. Sometimes I wonder if she's human or not.

“‘It was a feeling I'd never known. For the first time I didn’t feel alone. You’re more than a lover, There could never be another, to make me feel the way you do. And oh you just get closer, I fall in love all over, Everytime I look at you.’” His claws retract out of my skin, his growls turn into small pants but he can’t open his eyes yet. He’s groaning at the pain. “‘I don’t know where I’d be, Without you here with me, Life with you makes perfect sense, You’re my best friend.’

He simpered. "There's no way that's the truth. What if I tell you your stupid best friend is in love with you? She's crazily, madly in love with you." I rolled my hands in the air. He only smiled. "You don't believe me?" I frowned. "I might've suspected that, I'm not gullible to not notice the signs but I'm all yours, sweetheart. Amanda and I have been best friends for ten years, but nothing more than that. Do you think this is some cliché romance in movies or something where the Man's female best friend falls in love with him and he doesn't notice, then he'll neglect his wife for her and support her wrongdoings instead of his wife's truth?"

I hope you know how much you mean to me, how much I love you, and how excited I am to walk through this life with you. You’re my best friend. The person I can tell all my secrets to, the first person I want to talk to when I wake up, the d last person I want to talk to before I drift off to sleep. When something good happens to me, you’re the first person I want to tell. When I’m troubled by something or if I get bad news, you’re the one I go to for comfort and support. But you’re so much more to me than a friend, you’re the love of my life. You’re my friend, my lover, my com, fort, ay strength. I am so lucky to have you. I just wanted you to know how happy I am to have you in my life.