Romans & histoires My Best Friend Better Than Yours

"I can't particularly say how long I've been...uhm– jealous of you but the thought just occured to me... But why are we really friends, Nellie? You could do so much better than me and you do deserve someone who pays attention to you and is there for you like an actual friend. That's not me and you're exactly that for me so don't you ever feel like you're being used?" "No," was her instant answer. "No?" I reiterated and she nodded her head. "I don't feel like I'm being used because I'm your best friend and best friends are always there for you whenever you need them, no matter what. That's the reason for the distinction: best. Because no matter how bad things are, best friends will bring out

, she replied as she waved her finger between us. “I am your friend. I know you believe that as well, but you just don’t understand. If I was not your friend, you would never have told me what Mateo and Kai were planning. The problem with you is, you are a good friend to others, but you don’t let others be friends with you. And the fact that I know so much about you screams that I am not just your friend – I am your best friend.” Faith grinned.

I have the best brother in the world. End

I couldn't hold back anymore she can't claim she's the better one amongst the both of us neither of us are better. "Really is that what you think?, I was kidnapped and saved by him and all you can think of is he isn't good for me?" She yelled this isn't the first time I'm having a fight with my best friend but I'm sure this is going to be more than just a fight I really hope it doesn't get to that point.

Better sacrifice friendship than a life in a body or a soul. Better sacrifice friendship than one’s beloved friend.

_ Looking For Love. Dear Looking For Love, You literally just said that your best friend’s boyfriend loves her! Why do you want to come in between them?! That is selfish as heck! I don’t care that you are seeking love, you can find it elsewhere. There are a billion people in the entire world, you can find your soulmate who is going to love you even better than your friend’s boyfriend loves her. And if you both have been close since forever the best thing you can do is not to hurt your best friend.

I thought back to Brooks' words as I sat in Calvin's reception with my hands scrolling through the pictures on Kylie's post. Brooks would be disappointed in me for letting Calvin minimize my worth. I was a perfectionist, always competing with Brooks and my two other girl best friends for the top position at school. Whatever I did... I always had to come top, with the number one position. And I didn't miss Brooks always letting me have it either. He was far smarter than I was, but, that's just who my best friend was. Caring, and protective. The big brother I always wanted as an only child.

A L E X I S The pain of seeing your best friend—the person you've loved since you realized what it meant to like a guy more than a friend—fall for another woman is worse than breaking a bone and feeling every motion; even watching your world shatter doesn't compare because it all happened to be. I broke a bone in kindergarten when falling off a bike, my parents separated when I was sixteen, and I witnessed everything I knew fall apart, another woman take my mother's place, and me being pushed from daddy's spoiled princess to daddy's hardworking girl.

I could do it; I could stop my best friend from making the biggest mistake of her life. “Bridget, I have something to tell you.” “Sure. I’m all ears. What is it?” Just as I was about to say something, my mouth clamped shut and I paused. Was this really the right time? I had no evidence. Besides, this was a party. I didn’t want to make my best friend regret all of this. “What I wanted to say is that you already know my stand on, Eliot. I have never liked him and if you ask me, I think you can do better.–”

He says and I try to rein them in. "I'm not crying over him. I'm crying over the fact that one of my best friends went behind my back, fucked my boyfriend and neither one of them said anything. That was weeks ago, Quinn!" I cry and he shooshes me gently, running his fingers through my hair as I calm down. "You deserve better, sweetheart. A better man and better friends." He says and his words soothe my shattered heart. I hold him tighter thinking maybe, just maybe I've found both in the same person.