My Best Friends Dad Novels & Stories

he asked in concern and sat down on the edge of my bed. When I met his gaze, I wanted to look away. I could feel my face burning even hotter than before. I bit down on my lip and lowered my gaze. My lashes trembled as I said feebly, “I feel so stressed, Dad.” Dad’s expression grew serious, and he fell into a thoughtful silence. Panic rose in my heart. No matter what, he was like my father. He doted on me. How could I even think of wanting to do those things with him?

The stranger had noticed my embarrassing secret. But that slight bit of embarrassment within me completely disappeared when the man pinched me a few times. My body was burning, and I could not care less. I started shaking my hips even more. Then, I thought of something else. Why was the man’s voice so familiar? In the next moment, I turned around to look. I was stunned. That was Frank Zelhar, my best friend’s father, and an instructor at the driving school! Ivan, Lily Zelhar, my best friend, and I were on our way to learn how to drive from Frank. We had ended up in the same metro!

I asked nervously when his face lit up and he embraced me to him with a smile on his face. "There is nothing else I would want more than this thing, my daughter." dad replies kissing on my forehead " I will leave you alone to get ready." he begins to leave when I stopped dad. " Hey, dad. Please don't tell me that since you are Zach's best friend, you are his man too?" I asked when dad only grinned making me groan while everyone in the room laugh.

“Yeah.” “My Dad is probably my best friend in the world, even more so than you. Being angry at him the last two weeks...” He puts a hand over his eyes. “I felt like shit for the things I said to him. I’ve wanted my dad to meet someone and be happy for years. You remember, I used to try and get him on dating apps.” He laughs and I do remember his failed attempts to get Theo on Tinder more than once. “But, it’s so weird that it’s you.” “I know.”

Elijah. “FUCKKK!!!” I screamed. I bashed my fist into the wall. Bridge was crying. And my dad looked absolutely and utterly heartbroken. Not only did he have her. We put her into the fucking car with him. Not only that. But it was my best friends dad. My brother. This was going to kill Oliver. And my dad. Norman was his best friend and brother. And now we were all fucking screwed. My dad, Oliver’s and Frankie’s dad and Emery’s dad.. before he had died.. had been best friends. Brothers. They did literally everything together. The same way the four of us did growing up.. still do now. And up until this moment .. so did they.

He was my best friend. He was the one I trusted with any secret, including who I was. Then, there was Sophia —otherwise known as Sophie— with her hazel green eyes and silky blonde hair. She was perfect. "Hmmm, but you can have more than two friends. Look at your dad." Mom's words drew both mine and Dad's attention. "He has a lot of friends." Dad shook his head at me but smiled at mom when she looked at him. Dad was a businessman. I doubt all the people he knew were called friends.

I explained. “ Princess, after what you told me it doesn’t sound like he is just a friend.” dad said. “ Well, he is my best friend. But seriously. I’m probably overthinking everything. You know me. I’m sure he will be back to screwing skanks and partying every night in no time.” I told my dad. Although I’m not sure who I’m trying to convince. “ If you say so.” dad said. I could tell by his voice he doesn’t believe me. If I didn’t know Goof so well, I would believe me either.

“Babe, there’s something else I have to tell you,” I said. He raised his head to gaze at me, his cheeks wet from tears. I used my hand to wipe his face as I spoke. “While I am happy to share my life with you and our child, I don’t see my life without my parents in it too. My dad is your best friend, and I don’t want to come between you both.” “Shhhh, shhhh,” he said, taking my left hand and planting a soft kiss on it. “You didn’t come between I and Derry, but I understand he’s just protective of you, just like I will be of our daughter.” I frowned.

I won't let her get close to me only for her to keep away, that seems to be the only thing she was good at. All what my dad told me about having the right friends just began to clear up. I finally understand what he meant by trust no one, your friends might be your enemies tomorrow. Dad never had friends, I was his daughter and only friend. Even my mum wasn't close to my dad like I was. It was obvious he never trusted mum till he died and I wonder why.

They have already decided. "Have you noticed how amazing a man your best friend is?" My brow furrowed when he referred to Felicity as a man. Felicity was the best friend I have ever had, but Dad referring to him as a man despite knowing who he was made me want to poke him. He might be dreaming. "What do you mean exactly, Dad?" I asked. If giving me a child made Felicity a man, Dad was not a valid reason.