Just A Friend Lyrics Jordi Novels & Stories

"You care to tell me why the hell you're defending that drunk nit-wit?" "Because –" Jordy shut her eyes, fighting to get the words out. "Because he's my friend," she admitted, amidst a downpour of tears. "Say what?" Arlo arched his full brows. "He's my friend, Arlo." Jordy reiterated more boldly now. The tears wouldn't stop falling, but they didn't get in the way of her words. Jamal was her friend. No matter how angry she was against him and his father, it couldn't alter what he meant to her. It couldn't alter the memories of what they used to be before all this mess started.

It was only after I heard scrambling that I realized I might have interrupted something. "I'm sorry," I said, turning away. I hadn't seen anything—the tears had blinded me. "Wait," Sloane said. "You don't have to go." "I'm in the way." "You're not." My friend grabbed me and pulled me close. I went willingly, needing the support. I had a vague impression of my friend in a robe and a guy hovering in the background, then the tears began again. "What happened?" Sloane asked as she stroked my hair. "What did Liam say?"

Fuck. “Oh, the bitch wants to cry. But seriously, Jann, you’re a tough one.” “And if you want to cry or need someone to talk to whenever you’re in pain again, don’t ever hesitate to call us.” “We’re here for you.” And I cried. Fuck. I’m so lucky to have my friends, and I’m so grateful because until now, our bond is still strong as ever. I could feel their arms wrapping around me and probably, some people are looking at us right now like crazy but I don’t care anymore. My heart feels so full and warm.

I played Just Friends starring Ryan Reynolds and Amy Smart. We were all comfy in the living room staring at the TV. The final scene came. Chris(Ryan) ran up and knocked on Jamie's (Amy) door. She opened it, "Hi." and immediately slammed it after knowing who it was outside. "Jamie. Look, Jamie!" Chris yelled, "I said a lot of really crappy things the other night and I'm sorry about that." "I haven't been a very good friend to you, and I'm sorry ok?" "I just—The truth is I'm-I'm afraid to be your friend 'cause I'm always gonna want more."

I don’t think we’ve ever met before. “You are?” I asked softly, A little above a whisper. “John Elordi, Theo’s best friend.” “Best friend? He has a friend? I couldn’t hold back my shock because I don’t believe that he actually has a friend, let alone a best friend. “Why are you shocked?” He asked and walked closer to me. He picked up a mug and poured coffee in it before taking a sip. “I’m just surprised because he has never talked about you. He has never talked about any friend.” There was a short silence between the both of us as he was taking another sip of his coffee before he looked at me again.

I lift his face and make him look into my eyes. "You know I had a girlfriend and kept her hidden, don't you?" I nod. "I overheard…" I say, embarrassed. "Your conversation!" My grimace is enough to make my best friend smile again. I wipe his handsome face, framed by a pair of beautiful blue eyes, his hair, and beard always well-groomed, the perfect composition of a perfect man. It's a pity that we can't feel anything more than sibling-like affection for each other. "Her name is Pietra Lancelloti…" he says, and I'm surprised by whom the woman he loves us.

My only friend… my last hope. __________

In love with me? In love with me how? “I'm sorry you are just getting to know this way. But, I love you more than you can imagine.” I looked away, avoiding his gaze, my head suddenly a mess from many thoughts juggling together at the same time. “I feel bad that you lied to me all these while Jax, whatever your reason might be. And you can't claim to love me - I don't even know you, I don't know what your name is. The Jax who was my best friend was a lie all along.”

Yeah, we usually go out, but it's just our bonding as official best friends. I'm so lucky to have him as my friend, always there for me when I need someone to hold onto and cry on. He never gets tired of giving me advice and reminding me not to be fooled again by the same man. He's like a brother to me, actually, but those people around us are still hoping for progress in our relationship, especially Lola. She keeps insisting that Drake and I are a perfect match. We just laugh it off because we can't do anything about it, especially if we're only compatible as friends and nothing more.

“Can wait. I’ll speak to your boss if I have to.” I sighed, trying to find a gentle way to turn her down. “I—” “This getaway is our excuse to properly say goodbye to Elliot,” Mr. Perez cut in. “I know you and my son haven’t been the best to each other this year, but five years of friendship—you want that under the drain?” “Mr. Perez, you’re right. Elliot and I have fought more than ever this year. And—” “And you always forgive each other,” he interrupted again. “Your friendship is unbreakable. I’m sure whatever happened, you two will understand each other again. But for now, you have to come and say goodbye. If it helps, Chloe isn’t even invited.”