Loud House Friend Novels & Stories

I wasn't sure if I was a 'girlfriend' or a 'mate' or just a 'complicated situation,' but I knew I was failing at communication. I typed out a quick message: Made it to the lodge. It looks amazing. Which room am I supposed to be in? My phone buzzed almost instantly. LUCAS: Back left corner. It smells like me. Careful with the laundry basket, I might have left some clothes in there. Just have Lindsie deal with it. I laughed, the sound bright in the quiet hallway. That is disgusting. You’re gross. LUCAS: Am I? Or do you like it?

“Mom, I was never mad. I get exactly why you and Dad didn’t tell us about the Hunter Blood. I get it, I really, really do. Yoel and Teddy, less so, but I think they are cooling off.” Mom walks past me into the house. As she does, my phone buzzes with a text. Teddy- Heading in, big sis, any advice? Me- Don’t try to be charming, you didn’t get that gene. Teddy- Thank you, big sister. I put my phone back in my pocket with a laugh. When I get to the club in Dallas, it’s fire. “Hey, Liz,” Hue, a guy I got to college with, hands me a beer. “I got you a drink. Lu is over there.”

At least, not yet. "First of all, I want to correct you. I didn't make love to you, I fucked you and I know you liked that so much. To answer your question concerning me being a bad friend. I'm a terrible friend, actually." The man says so easily that Saint blinks at him, clearly confused.

I said hurriedly, trying to give a good description. “Oh, he returned his keys yesterday, something about returning to handle the family business,” The lady said with a smile. She seemed to be his landlady. “Oh okay, please do you have his number or any way I can reach him?” I asked anxiously, trying to take deep breaths and stop myself from panicking. “Young girl, who are you, are you okay?” She asked in concern, her brows furrowing. “No…yes ma'am, he is my friend's boyfriend and I think they are together, I just want to make sure she is fine,” I said truthfully, hoping for some kind of help.

I genuinely looked forward to tomorrow’s flight. ... The foreign scenery felt refreshing, and someone came to see me straightly. I the gaze of the Shaw family’s real heiress. “Harry, it’s been a while.” I extended my hand with a bright smile. “Long time no see, Laura.” My phone rang, interrupting our greeting. I swiped to answer, only to find it was one of Lena’s friends. Puzzled, I answered—and Lena’s voice came through, faintly anxious. “Harry, which class did you transfer into at Haleswood High? Why did everyone say they’ve never seen you?”

Tilly replied when she asked, "I mean, he has his own place now, doesn't he?" Feeling a little bit satisfied with that answer, Sasha packed an overnight bag and headed for the Luthor mansion that evening. Tilly's parents were out of town for the week, so they had the place to themselves. They had popcorn, watched movies on N*****x and talked about almost everything. Tilly didn't ask Sasha about her mystery flower guy as she called him sometimes, and Sasha suspected that she just didn't want to hurt her by asking. Hours later into the night, they heard someone drive into the compound and Tilly went to check who it was. Sasha remained in the living room, but when she heard the unmistakable sou

Bad POV. Loud was my best friend from our grade eight (junior high school). We became friends when he discovered that I was a denizen of Little Land and not 5th avenue like I did claim. He requested to visit me so badly that I had to plead with my parent to pick him up from his uncle's house at Heaven's Gate estate where he resided from his sixth grade to twelfth grade. My parent did pick him up on one faithful weekend and he spent the whole weekend in my house. That was when I told him about the mysterious back gate in my house..

I wanted the house remodeled by the time I returned. I dialed Sharon to be my eyes because I wasn’t coming back physically, it was too much for me. “Hi Honey, how are you?” She sang on the other line. She giggled out a playful ‘stop’ to someone with her. “Oh hey Sharon. I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were busy.” “Oh no worries, it’s just Maa….uh…Michael, the pool guy. Wassup?” She stammered. I heard a male voice laughing in the background that rang familiar in my ears.

That’s stupid, I know! “My friend owns the place. He’s Lucas’ friend too,” “I’m not his friend,” the guy interrupted angrily. “Not here, buddy,” Henry cautioned him. I laughed. “Don’t worry, he doesn’t like you either, he doesn’t like anyone,” I told him. “Are you sure you’re okay, Pearl?” Henry asked. I gave him the thumbs up. “This girl right here is perfect,”

A pretty woman with dark hair smiled up at me. "Hi! You must be Ava Carter. Mr. Hale said to expect you." I smiled back. "That's me. First day." "Welcome!" she said brightly. "I'm Lisa. You'll love it here. Mostly." She winked. "Go to HR on floor five for your ID badge first. They'll sort parking pass too. Then straight to the top floor, the elevator's there." She pointed. "Thank you so much," I said. "No problem, honey. Good luck!"