Just Friend Bl Novels & Stories

"Why don't friends do this anymore?" "No!" I happily answered him. "A true friend is like a brother who sympathizes!" I don't have a brother, but I feel like it's the same, maybe I'm right? Right? "No, there are friends who are this kind of friend. The one who annoys you, teases you sometimes, the one who is with you when you are happy or sad. the one you can count on, trust and most of all willing to sympathize with you." "Okay, you're right and I'm wrong!"

' Joslyn raised a brow at her repetitive use of the exclamation mark with a chain of fire emojis trailing behind. 'Oh my fucking gosh, Jos! You mustn't let that sex on legs of a man go, or I'll murder you myself!' came the rest of the message. Mildly amused, Joslyn's brows shot up her forehead as she looked up from her phone and toward the general direction her friend seemed to have walked from and headed back to on her short visits to the bar. She tried to make out the familiar face or at least, the slender figure of her friend or her friend's boyfriend but to no avail; their side of the club was too dimly illuminated.

Dave stood up protectively and so did I. “Um, I’ll be there in a second.” I told Brad quickly. He didn’t turn to me, he just kept looking at Dave. “Brad, I’ll be with you in a while. Can you please excuse me now?” I said surprising myself by how stern I was. After a quick glance at me and without a word, Brad walked away. I turned to Dave. “Who’s he?” Dave asked. “He’s my best friend’s brother. We’re sort of family.” I added quickly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. “You okay?” he asked. I nodded, slipping my hand from his. He frowned a little but didn’t say anything. “I’m fine. You should go find Aaron. I’m sure some of your friends are around.” “I don’t have any friends,” he muttered. I huffed, patting his shoulder. “You do, Voss. Aaron’s your friend.” He pressed his lips together like that didn’t sit well with him. I chuckled. “Just go,” I muttered, and he tilted his head before walking off.

That was barely a dent to my savings but it was the most I had ever spent on myself. Just as I was about to pay with my card, an email came in. It was another private one, and as soon as I saw it, my heart skipped a beat. It was from Bridget. “I hope you’re happy, you whore. I thought you were my friend, but you were nothing but a snake, a gold digger and a slut. Because of you, I was fired from my internship and my father is pressing charges against me. Thankfully, I hired the best lawyers and I'm going to make sure you leave him and rot in jail. You are disgusting and we are no longer friends.”

“How about you? Did you find a new guy?” “Yes, in fact I did.” She fanned herself. “I a bit embarrassed to say because he is a friend of a friend, you know kinda situation,” “I see, so you know him?,” she nodded and I nodded as if she asked me the same question. “Well the less we know the better,” I said pointing back and forth between us. “We don’t need details.” Tony

Sophia snapped and Ava giggled. “Well..I can somehow picture it.” Ava lifted her hand and did a motion that showed her opening her hands wide. “Sophia the relationship therapist” “You'd better shut it up before I stab you with this fork that I saved for my brother,” Sophia warned as she pointed the fork towards Ava who grinned. Well, it looks like her best friend was in a murderous mood.

I don’t know the extent of his home life and I never push to find out about it but I know it wasn’t good. He once told me one of his favorite things about me was that I never pried into his business, which is ironically what most people hate about me. I’ve been called a bad friend so many times because when someone is crying, upset, angry, irritated, they want you to ask about it but I never do. I guess I just feel like if you want me to know then you’ll tell me. I lucked out with my roommate Lydia, we are great friends because I never have to ask what’s wrong or if she’s ok she will just bust in and tell me exactly what’s going on. She’s the talker and I’m the listener, we work perfectly.

😓😓😰😰😰😰 and I need you and you are not here. Bestie: you know what? It's fucken over. You are not my bestie anymore... Bestie: okay Precious I need you. Pleaseeee come back. I agreed to the date... but I have a suggestion.. 😋😚 Bestie: fuck you.... 😭😭 Bestie: I'm best friendless.. that's me😕😑 I laughed at all the shit she wrote then responded..

I stared at the screen not paying it much attention. Instead, my mind was hyper-focused on what had just happened. Was I reading into this too much? Probably. Zack was a very loyal guy so it was probably just a friendly peck on the head. Yeah, that's what it was, a friendly kiss on the head given to me by my best and only friend. My best friend, damn my life. You can say that again.