Novel & Cerita Loving His Best Friend

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this day? Do you know how long I had to hide? How long I had to smile in your face and wait for him downstairs after he left your bed?” I looked at her. “You were my friend. My fucking best friend.” “I was tired,” she said. “Tired of covering it up. Tired of pretending I was happy for you. Tired of watching you sit here thinking you had him. Tired of watching you enjoy all these wealth.” “I brought you into this house.” “And I stayed.” She smiled again. “That’s the difference. Whenever we’re done, he’s so satisfied, That’s why he doesn’t come to you afterwards. He already got what he wanted from me.”

I nod, looking directly into his eyes so he can see the truth there. "And not in a platonic way," I add quickly. Nate has been my best friend since my diaper days, and I've been in love with him since I knew what falling in love was. I've tried killing my feelings for him but failed every time. Instead, my feelings only grew stronger.

Even though her friend was heavy she was able to carry him towards the elevator, and when they reached the young man’s condo she helped him to enter. “I love her . . . but I love you more . . . .” Kara rolled her eyes. This is not the first time that her best friend has gone insane. Every time he's drunk, he always says that same line; that he loves her so so so much, again and again. But Kara knows better… Everything he says is all empty. But the thing that she never expected is the fact that her best friend suddenly kissed her that night.

"Bri, do you really love Juan?" Brisa smiled amusedly. The strange question from his best friend made him chuckle a little. "Obviously I love him. You know he was my first boyfriend. And we've been dating for a year." "Then me?" "You? You are my best friend who I love the most." Delmar's face turned even more sad. "We have to talk, it's important." Delmar grabbed Brisa’s hand, leading her to the backyard of Brisa’s house which had a path to enter Delmar's backyard.

For him, everything I say not work-related is not serious because I do that to him every time. Meanwhile, as soon as we reached the car waiting for us outside, he suddenly shrugs me off. Hard enough I could barely step my foot forward. "I'm so sorry, okay?" he said, this time, his voice laced with concern. "Please, don't get jealous of Mauren, Elaine. I told you that you always have a special place in my heart, remember?" Then he turned around and reached out to my cheeks before he continued, "I need you more than Mauren, and you know that," he smiled. "So don't leave me. Please? Elaine, I can barely imagine myself without my best friend."

“It’s okay. I’ve got you.” He tried to push me away at first, but I only tightened my arms around him. “I’ve got you Nathan – I’m you’re best friend remember? And we’re each all we’ve got.” He let go then, and tears pricked my eyes as his body finally relaxed into mine.

Lola said and wrapped her arms around Melissa’s shoulders. “I’m serious. I rarely say it because I know you don’t like this mushy affection, but I’ve honestly never been happier in my life. No one would ever build a fort with me and stay up all night talking and eating junk,” she said and grabbed Lola’s hands. “You’re my best friend, and I love you,” she continued and gazed into Lola’s eyes. She dragged out the word to make sure that Lola listened and understood.

"Just to see how you react. I love watching you fight for me." I rolled my eyes, playfully slapping his shoulder. "You're ridiculous," I said, laughing. Brian dramatically grasped at his shoulder, acting as if he was hurt. "Ouch, that hurts!" he cried. For an instant, I felt a pang of guilt, thinking I really had hurt him. But then I caught the twinkle of laughter in his eyes, and I couldn't help but laugh. "You're the worst," I told him, shaking my head. "You and my brother deserve each other. No wonder you two are best friends."

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

"So it’d be fine if it were anyone else. Anyone — just not me?" He threw me a look heavy with pain. A father who perhaps still wanted his daughter untouched, preserved for some domestic altar he’d built in his mind. Untouchable. Unreachable. And there I was — the name he trusted, becoming the verb he feared most. "You’re the only friend who really knows me, Alex. We’ve been together so long, I can’t even picture myself without you. I don’t know... I couldn’t bear losing you because of my daughter." "Sounds like a love confession," I joked.