Just Friends Karaoke Novels & Stories

He came toward me, extending his hand for a handshake. “Luke, you did not just–” “And this is Janet, my girlfriend and your new best friend,” Luke added as Janet returned with a tray holding a bottle and a glass of water. “My boyfriend’s right—I haven’t stopped talking about you since that day,” Janet smiled, placing the tray down and winking. “Okay, now you’re being creepy,” Dylan said, shaking his head. “I’m Alexis.” “We know,” they both said in unison. “Like we told you the first time—Dylan hasn’t stopped… never mind.”

Isla's eyebrows furrowed in feigned confusion, "Bestfriend King? Your bestfriend is a king? Of what kingdom?" Joan and Alistair laughed. "I'm so sorry, I said bestfriend, King" She stressed on the pause, "his name is King." "Aaaaah, I see." Isla pretended to blush in embarrassment, scratching her head, "It just sounded really like, well, you know and I thought...uhm... nevermind. It's just so really...embarrassing. I'm such a ..." "I'll leave you two now and...uhm see you later. You're getting discharged in three days, right? I'll make sure to come visit."

“And my friends wouldn’t come here even if I asked. They prefer shopping for new bags or designer clothes, and attending high society events, than wasting away at a local club.” “They’re supposed to be your friends,” I tell her and she nods. I don’t know what she’s doing, but she isn’t meeting my eyes and I can’t see her face. Her head is bent and her hair is shielding her away from me. “Hey.” I’m taken aback by my softened voice but continue. “Are you okay?” Seconds of silence, then I hear her sniff, I think?

Opening the door the music is blaring Heading towards the lounge James and Zuri are dancing & singing. "Ah baby " she runs towards me "Hey", connecting our lips she pulls away "What song is this" I yell through the music "It's Friends by Chase Atlantic " she giggles jumping around "What the hell were we, tell me weren't just friends, this doesn't make sense...No" they both yell in unison I am stunned I didn't even think James had a personality outside of work Zuri starts moving her hips and she points with her finger for me to come to her

Just friends who had survived so much together and made it to the other side of something hard and unforgiving. I found myself spinning with Mia at one point, our hands locked, both of us laughing so hard we couldn’t breathe. Then I was passed off to Caleb, who sang—badly—into my ear as we slow-danced to a remix of some old love song. Even Caroline and Jade were belting lyrics from the top of a table, bottles raised like microphones, their voices off-key but full of life.

I smiled warmly back at him and we continued to play the game. I was called up next. My word was a ‘printer’. How the hell was I supposed to act that out? Were there other difficult ones in there as well? I bent my knees and began to show that something was coming out of my mouth. The crazy replies nearly threw me off my game. “Cholera!” “Sick” “Really bad singing!” “Orgasm!” Everyone broke into a fit of laughter. Even I couldn’t believe what Jay was saying. “Who the hell orgasms like that, Jay?” Luke asked, laughing hard as he looped his arm around Emily.

I can’t hurt my best friend because of my stupid feelings. “No,” I said to Andre. “Let’s be honest to our partners instead. No more lies, no more kisses, we can’t be alone for too long anymore because it’s obvious we can’t keep our hands off each other. Let today be the last time we ever get to be alone together.” My voice turned pleading, I hoped he understood, “For our friends’ sakes?” A muscle ticked in his jaw. I thought he was going to argue but he nodded reluctantly and I released a sigh of relief. “For our friends’ sakes.”

Present Day. Arianna Grande, position, was playing in the background that night, where people were appreciating the fine lyrics of the song. The room wasn't crowded and that was the more reason she admired the bar. The light was finely dimmed with cool colors. Becky Lawyers sat on a stool across the bartender's side, gently humming the incorrect lyrics that came to her mouth, a whisky shot on one hand. She'd ordered it minutes ago and probably won't take it till she leaves. She wasn't exactly a lover of alcohol.

He smiles, "Yes, but he is my friend. I will have to be there for him at all times. Don't worry, he will come around. Many things have happened, which I'm not obliged to say, but you'll get to know it by and by." "Come on, let's join Ava and Amelia at the karaoke," Axel suggests. At the karaoke corner, Ava and Amelia are singing "I Will Survive" by Gloria Gaynor, and the whole place is lively as we all join in. Later, Axel and I decide to sing a classic duet together. We chose "Endless Love" by Diana Ross and Lionel Richie. While singing, I have this strange feeling like I am being watched, but I can't figure it out.

"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.