My Best Friends Brother Novels & Stories

The situation does not wait for your will! Tell me about it too, but time and situations separated us." "Who do you mean?" she said, surprised. “My friend, my brother.” He sighed a little, then added, “I had my best friend, that companion who is with you at your worst, who knows what’s wrong with you before you speak, who doesn’t care if you don’t hurt! We had a hard time together but.” He stopped talking and he felt a lump

“Sorry—just a sec.” He swiped to answer. “Nathaniel!” Maya’s eyes widened. Nathaniel. She hadn’t heard that name in years. Ethan’s childhood best friend. The boy who was always glued to Ethan’s side during summers, dragging him into endless soccer matches and wild lake swims. She took a careful step back, grabbing the chance to slip away. “Yeah, I just got in,” she heard Ethan say behind her as she slipped into her room. “What? You’re coming down too? That’s awesome!”

“He’s been acting weird, Miley. And I’m tired of watching him take it out on you. I told him to stop harassing you in school, that he needs to chill out and get his act together.” I blinked, not sure what to say. “Oh.” “Yeah,” she said with a humorless laugh. “And he didn’t take it well. He just—” she waved her hand, “—got defensive. Like he always does when he’s guilty.” I tried to laugh it off, but my heart was thudding hard in my chest. “You didn’t have to fight with him because of me, Liv.” “I did,” she said firmly. “You’re my friend. My first real friend here, and I’m not letting my brother screw that up because he doesn’t know how to process emotions like a normal person.”

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

Just the mention of Thorne’s name makes my pulse spike and my heart skip. Fucking hell. I still hate him. Thorne Xandros was my brother’s best friend and the first man I ever have a crush on. But Alec always reminded me that Thorne is like our brother. He always smacked Thorne on the head if Thorne looked at me longer than he should. “She’s our sister, Thorne. Don’t forget that,” Alec always said to Thorne in situations like that. But I never wanted to be a sister to Thorne. I wanted something intimate.

My relaxed, protective brother who was just joking about scaring off Henry Walker is gone. "Where did you get that?" I repeat. My hands are shaking so badly I need somewhere to tuck them into. Noah slowly lowers his phone. He looks at me, his eyes searching mine, trying to piece together a puzzle that he already knows the layout of. This is what I'm afraid of. My brother might be the funniest person in the room, the loudest of the group, but when it comes down to this? To his best friend and almost brother... I'm sure as hell he doesn't play about Enzo.

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

he admitted, and the simple honesty of his response caught me off guard, "but I'd like the chance to." I looked away, staring at the moonlight scattered across the water because looking at him had suddenly become far too difficult. He had no right to say things like that to me, not when he knew how complicated everything was, not when Calla was my best friend, and certainly not when he had spent so much time teaching me that allowing myself to care about him was a dangerous mistake. "You're Calla's brother," I whispered. "I know." "She's my best friend." "I know that too."

I looked at him. "What if things don't work out between you two? What if you end up breaking up and everything becomes awkward? What happens to us?" His voice had become quieter. I felt my chest tighten. "Ethan..." "You're my best friend, Maya. You've been my best friend for years. And he's my brother. I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with it if things go wrong." He looked away. "What if you break up and you don't want to be around me anymore because I'm his brother? What if you stop coming around? What if we can't be friends the way we used to?"

I'm the overprotective brother, but also both my sisters are overprotective especially Carla, she's literally the best person I know. And Liam, my best friend. We met the first day of college and we have been inseparable since then, I love how much you love and care about my sister. I love you you both, to my favorite person ever Carla and my brother and best friend Liam." Mickey says raising up his glass as he ends his speech and everyone cheers. My eyes were welling up, getting all emotional from my brother's speech. Liam looked at me then he leaned over, kissing the side of my head.