Just Friends Christmas Novels & Stories

Too weird but I go out a little with my friends just to celebrate a little and forget all this stress Around 7pm, I had enough, I was all weird, my heart beat too much, I didn't know why Me: Christ I want to go home, I don't feel well Christ: ok, I'm coming back with you Me: no, have fun. I'm tired Christ: I, too, let's go home We say goodbye to our friends and take a taxi, Christ and I live in the same neighborhood, he is a childhood friend, I now consider him a brother We get home and there are cars parked at home Christ: it looks like your parents reserved you A heavy party huh Me: lol maybe mom is organizing a meeting Christ: ok, come back I'll greet

"I'm like here on my own even though it's my birthday, because my stupid friend couldn't make it—she had a date at Paris with her new boo—and I was just hoping I could have at least some fun--" Whatever it was that made him stop and stare, Logan didn't know. Although he thought for a while and hoped it wasn't because of her already hard nipples. Perhaps she was cold already? "Sweetheart, slow down already. It's fine. It's fine." He gently said to her, "it won't be a lonely night. I promise." ✩★✩

Holly admitted. "You're named after a plant common at Christmas, and yet I sense no Christmas spirit." Santa huffed. "I was named after god." she corrected. "Ah, Holy?" he asked. The blonde just nodded. "But you share a name, doesn't that mean something?" he asked. Holly heaved a sigh. "I decorated my home with my sister and friends," she began. "I helped build a snowman, made lots of sweets, and I'm making everyone Christmas jumpers." Holly turned to him, greeny-brown eyes bright with newfound vigor.

I would give anything to have my Antonio back with me right now. Christmas is two weeks away, I have absolutely nothing decorated. Usually Thanksgiving night is when my friends and I decorate for Christmas. Considering we didn’t have Friendsgiving this year, and Antonio passed away a couple days before Thanksgiving, I just haven’t been in the mood. Maybe I can get Chad out here to do it.

Sami's POV: ~almost 3 weeks later, Christmas Day~ Today is Christmas and the house is humming with excitement. The girls and I stayed with our guys at their house last night so we could spend our first Christmas together. Naomi and Maddox even came over for the night too.The girls are now huge as hell but I love them just the same. We all decided just to wear our Christmas pajamas all day today the guys not so much. They love Christmas but not enough to show the Christmas spirit and that's okay. I think my dads are still stuck wearing some sort of holiday wear cause of my younger siblings but I believe all of the moms are wearing festive clothing like usual.

"Friends. Just friends." Atasha "Just friends" is the biggest lie Khalia Salvador has ever told herself. Forty minutes later, the atmosphere inside Wildflour Uptown was loud, buzzing, and completely claustrophobic. The restaurant was packed with the usual corporate crowd, but our table felt like the epicenter of a localized storm system. Bea and Mark, our friends who had watched us grow from broke architecture students into functioning adults, were already three cocktails deep. They had practically pulled us into the booth, forcing Khalia and me to sit right next to each other on the plush leather banquette.

At the bottom of the frame a woman's hand rested on the waistband of his trousers, her position making it clear she was on her knees. The whole image just sat there saying everything it needed to say without a single word. Chloe and I looked at each other and we pressed it at the same time. “That's it.” “Yep! Absolutely it!” A message loaded and popped up in the home screen. Chloe read it out loud, slowly, in the voice she used when something was almost too much. "Your Christmas Fantasy is about to get dangerous. If you can resist the heat—" she stopped. Looked at me. "Come with your dripping pussy."

My heart thudded. “Five!” I looked around. At my friends. At my father. At this house that no longer felt intimidating. Just full. “Four!” Alaric’s hand tightened slightly. “Three!” His breath brushed against my temple. “Two!” I smiled without even meaning to. “One!” “MERRY CHRISTMAS!” The room exploded into noise. Laughter. Cheers. Someone popped something that sounded suspiciously like a champagne cork. Malik tackled Alex onto the rug. Zendaya screamed happily.

Flashback: December 18th, 1983 ⭐️ Christmas Confrontation: It was a holiday tradition for Sunny and James to meet up with their best friends, Finn and Layla, at Hunt Valley Mall to go Christmas shopping together. The mall was a popular destination during Christmas for them, with its festive decorations and twinkling lights making it truly magical.

We don't celebrate Christmas at my home, so I went over to my friend Alex's place, and he was alone at home too, his family has gone to church. Alex is a small guy with curly blond hair, and he loves to play playstation more than anything. So I knocked on the door and it was quickly answered by Alex. He was standing there in a plain white t-shirt and jeans. "Hey man. Happy Christmas" "Same here bro, come in" he beckoned for me to come inside with him, so we went inside and I stood in the middle of his living room while he jumped straight on the couch to his paused playstation game of tekken.