Ma Friend Novels & Stories

I wrap my arms around him, smiling up—only to meet his glare. “Is everything okay?” “Perfectly fine. Who wouldn’t be, meeting the man fucking their woman?” What? Is he talking about Jameis? He brushes past me, grabs the coffee pot and a cup, and pours. “I’m sorry—I didn’t know you’d mind me inviting him. And we’re not—” “So you admit you’re fucking him, but he’s just a friend? People don’t usually fuck their friends, Brandi.” “People don’t usually fuck their friend’s father either, so I guess I’m unconventional.”

Damn, I needed this bitch, “ I’m planning on becoming friends with Grace, she’s sweet.” Mason said and I poked my mouth with my tongue, annoyed, “ Whatever.” I said and focused on my drink, “ You should become friends with her as well, I mean she even stood up for us without knowing who we were.” “ I’m tired, night.” I said and got up, Mason chuckled and said, “ Keep on ignoring me but I know how you feel about her. Goodnight E, have sweet dreams about Grace.” He yelled and I rolled my eyes while walking upstairs, this guy has lost it. Why would I dream about her?

"Sure, Nishane." I also took a deep breath after a while. I looked at mommy then looked back at my friend. "Mirae, I want you to meet my mom—Miss Corine. Mom, this is my friend, Mirae. She is my roommate and helps me here at my coffee shop." I wanted to laugh when I saw Mirae's jaw almost drop. "No way!" Mommy and I laughed. "Yes, Mirae. She's my mom."

"Why don't friends do this anymore?" "No!" I happily answered him. "A true friend is like a brother who sympathizes!" I don't have a brother, but I feel like it's the same, maybe I'm right? Right? "No, there are friends who are this kind of friend. The one who annoys you, teases you sometimes, the one who is with you when you are happy or sad. the one you can count on, trust and most of all willing to sympathize with you." "Okay, you're right and I'm wrong!"

Dave stood up protectively and so did I. “Um, I’ll be there in a second.” I told Brad quickly. He didn’t turn to me, he just kept looking at Dave. “Brad, I’ll be with you in a while. Can you please excuse me now?” I said surprising myself by how stern I was. After a quick glance at me and without a word, Brad walked away. I turned to Dave. “Who’s he?” Dave asked. “He’s my best friend’s brother. We’re sort of family.” I added quickly.

I look at Pietra, hoping she'll tell me what she's hiding. "I was dating Guilherme Lira some time ago, and one day I decided to surprise him, but I found him with another woman in bed. After that, we broke up..." My friend wipes her face, which keeps getting wet with the persistent tears streaming down. I hand her another tissue to wipe her eyes. I finally understand why my friend is this way; she was hurt in a way that feels so familiar to me. "Mahjub, take her home. I'll let your grandfather know you'll be late returning home," my mother says.

Maya asked. “No, she doesn't,” I said quickly. “And Ethan?” “He doesn’t know either. Not yet.” Maya rubbed her forehead. “Wow...” "I didn't know. Maya, I swear I didn't know. And now that I do, and I can't... I can't do this. I can’t see Ethan anymore." "Why not? Is it not even better that he's your best friend's brother?" Maya asked, looking confused. I looked up at her like she'd lost her mind. I started shaking my head. "Maya, you don't understand; you don't get it."

They walked out together, the cool night air brushing against their faces. Maya looked at Jay. “You’re really nice, you know?” He shrugged. “I try.” They both laughed. " This is where I stay" Maya said as they reached. " Lily's here too, I stay with her parents and brother since I was a teen." " Wow, you friendship would be quite close, she must really be like a sister to you and her brother also feels like a brother to you, right?" He asked with a bright smile. " Is Ethan supposed to be nothing more than a brother to me?" She wondered.

boys should be flocking to her. Oh boy. "It would be nice to have a guy as a friend," I admit, stressing the word 'friend.'

“You said you were leaving, so I visited my best friend. Her name is Amanda. She passed away a few years ago, and I still miss her like crazy. One of these days, I will tell you what kind of trouble we got into. ” “I bet you had so much fun. My brother is my best friend, and we never fail to get in touch every day.”