Letters For My Best Friend Novels & Stories

It felt soft in the hands but somehow, it felt like the words inside it was heavy. Gently, I tore open the letter, my eyes getting blurred from the contents. The tiny handwriting incripted perfectly into the letter made my chest tightened as I read. Dear Ava, Our friendship within the past weeks has been fun, your smile, your laughter and your courage. Most times I get intimidated by your courage. I know you must be thinking that I had betrayed our friendship but I swear on our bond, I will forever be a loyal friend. You must be thinking about going to save Caleb but I beg you, Logan has his eyes everywhere. I will be back soon, I just need to get some things right.

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.

“Apparently, I really don't have any date. You know I really don't trust any Alpha if the person is not you my one and only bestfriend. Actually it's all for you Alex. You know I miss your birthday last time, so I think about giving you surprise.” "Do you like it?" Ash asked with big puppy eyes. Alex opens the card that came with the flowers, and happily smiles back at his Ash. 'His bestfriend is really death for him.'

The words of black ink and swirl lettering. "I want to fly To dream To dance With words Set to wing That bow not out But pirouette Like an Angel On a pin Spinning In syllabled joy To feel the loft And lift And gift afloat Of windswept muse And become the word Ballet." I looked up at Alex,my lips quirking upwards into a closed mouth smile."Thank You. You really know how to cheer me up."I stood from my stool and hugged him. "I'm your Best Friend,it's my Job. I was saving that one especially for today,and I'm glad that I did because you needed it."He chuckled lightly.

I asked, not daring to believe what I hoped and desperately wished it meant. " We, as in the twenty third and fifth letters of the alphabet." He said. " You... you're coming with me?" I asked stutteringly and nearly hated myself for it. Nothing fazed me and nothing made me stutter, not even a stunningly gorgeous man who made my blood boil and made me go weak in the knees. " I sure am." He replied like it was the most obvious thing and I should know without asking. " You're really coming with me?" I asked again, unable to get my brain to accept his answer at face value.

Not when her eyes fell on the last words of the letter. “I don’t think you’ll be happy when you actually meet me. But, I think it's okay. You will always be my best friend. Even if you hate me one day, when you find out who I am. Come back safe, I'll be waiting. See you soon, my penpal friend.” God, she was much stupider than she thought.

Rosemary, my best friend, said. ******

My Hottie Biker: Because I'm curious to know who is my secret admirer. She decided, 'I'll appear in front of you on that day when I'm certain you won't leave me even though I'm your best friend's sister.' Miss Admirer: Patience has its sweet rewards. My Hottie Biker: But I'm liking talking to you. Miss Admirer: I'm so delighted. She went to get fresh in the washroom after keeping the phone on the bed, and when she returned, she received a message from him. My Hottie Biker: See my I*******m post.

The letters sitting side by side made each sentence which gave me shock after shocks. "Dear diary, I know I had said that you are my only friend but today I found another one. He is so cute and chubby and he didn't mock me for my stuttering. He was like me without any friends. He said he will be my best friend so I named him chubby bro. He also gave me a cute name, a little doll. I'm so happy, finally I have a friend, a best friend. I don't think I'll need you again dear diary because now I have someone to play with. From now on I'll write about what me and my chubby bro did."

The handwriting was loopy, written in English, and on light blue stationery with a floral design. Dear Lance, How are you? I hope that you are in fine condition when you read this letter. I am really shy to approach you, so I thought of writing you a letter to tell you how I feel. I first saw you last year when you were awarded the Most Popular Sophomore. You looked so handsome. Since then, I would always watch out for you. I thought you already had a girlfriend so I was really hurt. But then I learned that girl was just your best friend. I was so happy to know that. After all, she does not really deserve to have a handsome boyfriend like you.