My Best Friend Has One Rule Novels & Stories

His cheeks tinged a bright shade of pink which made me laugh loudly. “Well, there was this girl and the rest is history.” “Oh, you're going to have to give me more than that.” He made a face. “I’m not giving you anything because you broke the first rule of our friendship.” He said with a straight face. “What rule?” I searched through my mental files for any rule that I might have broken. But I don’t even remember us having rules. I couldn’t very well tell him that, seeing as he was already upset. “The ‘when you’re about to run away and leave your pack for five years, you tell your closest friend Zeke.’ rule.” I rolled my eyes when he finished, inhaling a deep breath.

"What I feel towards you is real and not some game, I would never play you like that." I lift a brow. "Okay fine, at first it was, but then things changed,the more I got to study you,the more my intentions changed. I'll get anything you offer, even friendship." He holds my eyes and I don't know why, but I believe him. "Rule number one, no making moves on me, because friends don't do that. Rule number two, no more breaking girl's hearts for fun. And to add on, you need to apologise to that girl from business."

If you need to talk to someone you can talk to us or we can get you, someone, to talk to Rule 6- If you go somewhere tell one of us and take someone with you Rule 7- No going into the basement or the third floor... Got it?" I give him a 'are you serious' look and started talking "Ok rule 1 I respect people who respect me, Rule 2 and 3 have no problem with, Rule 4 it's my life and If I want a boyfriend I will have one not saying that I'm ready for one but if I am then it's none of your business,

That was just one of many things I hadn’t told her. “You’re nothing like that, okay? For Christ’s sake, look at you. You’re beautiful. You’re a writer—a popular one, working on her second book. And you’re my BEST FRIEND! If that doesn’t scream identity, I don’t know what does,” she said fiercely. I gave her a small smile. I was her best friend—that was enough. “You never asked who told her that,” I said after a moment. She stilled, her body tensing. “No.”

He sighed. "How the hell am I going to tell Hannah about this? She's going to hate me. Fuvk! I knew I shouldn't have gone to that fuckin bar!" "You can't tell her, she's not going to understand." He said, his eyes pleading. "I have to, she's my best friend. I can't look her in the eyes everyday and lie to her, I won't be able to." I shook my head. "I know and I understand but I can't let her know about the stupid mistake I made."

They would all want to meet me; their son's bride-to-be. Shit! This is getting crazier every day. I suck in a deep breath, “how about the rule of this?” He looked at me. I went on, “Since we are both pretending to be engaged I’m sure there are rules right?” I asked and he nodded. “My only rule is that I don’t share Eve. You can have as many male friends as you want, as long as they don’t touch what is mine then we're good,” his eyes were boring into mine.

“But being my friend comes with rules.” Lily perks up, the spoon halfway to her mouth. “Rules?” “The rule is,” he lowers his voice like he’s telling her a secret, “if anyone ever makes you sad, you tell me. I fix it. That’s my job now.” Lily blinks at him, then at me, then back at him. “Really? Even if it’s a boy at school?” “Especially if it’s a boy at school.” She thinks about it for exactly two seconds, then sticks out her pinky. “Pinky promise?”

The big brother I always wanted as an only child. "If he ever dares hurt you... Call me. I'll make him pay." he had said as a last resolute, making my eyes roll. "He's not going to hurt me, Brooks." Wanna bet?" "Brooks!" "I mean it. You're my best friend, the last thing I want is you getting hurt over a damn fool!" "Brooks, stop it," I said as we sat by our childhood tree house three years ago. "I bet you won't go past five years." he had said, making me uncomfortably angry. But I took the bet, determined to prove him wrong.

Or fear. "You don't understand," he said quietly. "Then explain it to me." "I can't." "Can't or won't?" "Both." He stepped back again, putting more distance between them. "Chloe is the only family I have that gives a damn about me. The only person who stuck around when everything fell apart. And she has one rule. One. Her friends are off limits." "She doesn't have to know." "Are you serious right now?" His voice rose. "You want to lie to your best friend? Sneak around behind her back?"

"Rule two. Keep your mouth shut. You see something, hear something you pretend you didn’t. You don’t talk to anyone about anything." My heart thudded harder. I know he never wanted me here at first, and he was doing all of this so he could satisfy his father wh "Rule three. If there’s a fight, you stay out of it. No screaming. No crying. You stay quiet." I swallowed. "Rule four. My friends are off-limits. You don’t talk to them. Don’t look at them. Don’t even breathe around them unless I say so." I felt my fingers dig into my skin. There was no point living anymore then?