Novel & Cerita My Best Friend Better Than Yours

“Steph…” “No, no, it’s fine,” she continues, her voice dripping with exaggerated sadness. “I wish you and your secrets all the best. May you both live happily ever after.” I almost smile despite myself. She’s being dramatic….very dramatic. But I deserve it. “You’re my only best friend,” I say gently. “There’s no replacement for you.” “Hm,” she hums skeptically. “And there never will be,” I add softly. “You’re stuck with me, unfortunately.”

You're also the best friend and sister anyone ever wish for" I conclude. I tap steadily and calmly her hesdl

How about ‘the only’ girlfriend he has ever had? “And I know I’m going to get the best bestfriend I’ll ever had later but please remember that you have all the power in the world to change your title in my life. Girlfriend, bestfriend, I’ll take it. As long as we’re together.” I nod while wiping the tears that escaped my eye socket. “You’re the only woman who gives me the wifey and bestfriend vibe, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to replace you with anyone. You’re a rare, Sophie Summers.”

Guess it's just my luck. But that's what best friends do Dem make you mental Dem no say you dey special That's what best friends do Never hold you back Ready whenever haters attack. But that's what best friends do That's what best friends do That's what best friends do Hashtag blessings to have you ....... [ A/N: you can listen to the full song on YouTube, What best friend do by jeiel Damina. ] As I continued listening to the lyrics of the song, I started to relate it to the friendship between Stella and me, and then I realized that our friendship was a strong one.

Cody replied with a dog like Laugh. Yumi and I both reacted. "It's terrible! The wind! Is there a storm?" Yumi commented. "Nauseating!" my answer. "Hahahaha!" Cody, Why is my best friend so happy today? I rarely see him like this. Back to the topic, but do you know bestfriend? Even if you don't have a boyfriend, it doesn't mean that you don't have someone you admire or love, because that's not a basis for love if you only have a boyfriend, you can also feel love for someone even if you don't or you don't have one.

My best friend will be the death of me. Fucking hell. ******

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re my best friend or his.” “I don’t care what you think,” she said, waving her hand like shooing a fly. “I want the best for my bestie, and if it’s not him, no one else can measure up. Period.” I shook my head at her confidence. “Come on. There are over a billion men in the world…” She didn’t even let me finish. “And there’s only one Michael Gray who loves you shamelessly and would do anything for you,” she said firmly, her voice loud and annoyingly sure.

She said, turning her face away, feeling embarrassed. "It's alright. I should be the one to apologize. Yes, I think you look like her, her younger and much nicer version. She's a friend, my ex-best friend," He said giving her a painful smile. "I'm so sorry. Is she dead?" "No, she's not. She's very much alive, it'll take a lot to kill her," He said chuckling, "I'm sure even death is terrified of her." "She sounds fun. What Happened? Why is she your ex-best friend? You both fought?"

She let me talk when I was ready, and when I wasn’t, she sat with me in the silence until I found the words. “It’s not just about losing him,” I told her one afternoon, staring at the abstract painting on her wall. “It’s about losing both of them. My boyfriend and my best friend. And I keep wondering what I did wrong.” “Do you think you did something wrong?” “I don’t know.” I picked at a thread on my sweater. “Maybe I wasn’t enough. Maybe if I’d been more interesting, more fun, he wouldn’t have looked elsewhere.” “Ava, the choices other people make are not a reflection of your worth.”

Our nine-year friendship has been smooth-sailing since we met on our first year of college. There is a secret though that I've been keeping. I don't know when it happened and how, but I just feel it—I like my bestfriend a lot, much more than a bro normally would. Ever since our Bio days, he has been helping me with my academic and extracurricular work. I am a good student but he pushes me to become better. It's not like we're competing with each other. No, not like that. Instead, he motivates me to do the best that I can, because he also does the same. This is why when we're together, we're unstoppable. Our tandem wins almost all inter-university quiz bees that our professors sends us to joi