My Brothers Bestfriend Novels & Stories

“I’ll wait for you, Sab. I’ll wait until you’re willing to talk to me like you used to.” I did not tell him I used to talk to him with a locked door and a future I had invented in one night. I did not tell him the boy who looked like him was asleep in another city with my brother, asking about handsome uncles and peanut allergies. I said I had to go, and I ended the call before the wanting could turn into a sentence I would regret in the morning.

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.

Even though it was far away, just the possibility of being near him again gave me hope. He smiled at me, his thumb caressing my fingers. “I’d love to.” The intensity in his eyes combined with his words left me a little mesmerized. He wasn’t just blowing me off with a “sure” or “that sounds like fun.” He sounded genuinely excited about seeing me again. I broke away from his stare, taking another sip of champagne to calm myself down. “Okay, your teens or before was somehow messed up. What about brothers or sisters?” He cleared his throat and leaned back into his chair. “I have an older brother. He’s my best friend, and even with our hectic lives, we make sure to get together at least every oth

I say and she shakes her head. “Carter will flip out if he finds out I’m having a thing with his best friend, so it’s better not to say anything.” She explains and I raise my eyebrows in question because it sounds absurd, why will he flip out George is his best friend. “Brothers are just very weird about their friends dating their friends bro code and all.”Steph explains further and I nod. “That’s just stupid, if you and George like each other I think you should be together. Everyone deserves to be happy.” I say and she smiles.

Chapter 6 Liam and his friends just came down from where I was sitting, and I almost laughed at myself because what right did I have to greet him after I left them without saying goodbye? After all the hiding and not letting them know, I'm sure they hold a lot of resentment towards me. I can't blame myself either, because they are my husband's brothers, and I was afraid that if I let them know where I was, my husband might find me. Lucas and Liam are my best friends. Since we were young, we have always been together because our parents are also friends. Cristiano was the only one I didn't recognize as their brother because he was often absent when there was a special occasion and he was olde

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that it would be my brother's best friend. The memories of the past came rushing back in my mind. I recalled how my twin brother was broken when he lost his best friend. Mathew Martinez was not only my brother's best friend, he was our friend too and one of the best men that we had in our team. He was more like a family and we used to consider him as one of us. “ Are you sure this is real or there's a mistake?” I couldn't help it but ask Diego just to make sure that it wasn't a case of mistaken identity. Even though I didn't want to admit it, deep down I wished he could tell me that it wasn't true.

Lake came, lay down next to me, and pulled me into his arms. I put my hand on his chest and said the obvious, “I still can’t believe my brother and my father are alive.” He chuckled. “For how many times I wanted to punch your brother, but seeing him alive today, I was so relieved and somewhat happy that he did not die.” I lifted my gaze, and he was looking down at me. “For a second, I think you’re gonna be best friends.” “Me and your brother?” He arched his eyebrows. “Best friends? I don’t think so. We have different beliefs, and we have nothing in common. He’s a—”

Did I know? Or was he about to turn the whole thing into a 'Ha ha,gotcha!' moment? Because, after all, I knew what Drew could be like. I'd known him since I was seven. My brother's best friend, he'd been a fixture of my life for pretty much as long as I could remember. I'd watched him grow up, captain the school football team and date a succession of pretty girls, do his exams and leave school.

The rest of my brothers fill the rows, leather cuts catching the dim light, tension buzzing off them like live wires. They look ready for blood—but I know half of it's just because I yanked their asses out of bed before dawn. Lazy fuckers always get cranky when church starts early. I don't waste time. No point in dragging this out. "Brothers, appreciate you all showing up on short notice," I say, my voice carrying across the barn. "I'm ready to take my ass back to bed," Jagger grumbles from the front row. "What's going on, Prez?"

He asked "He's not my only friend. I have our teammates but Nick is my brother. Our relationship is amazing. We argue sometimes about stupid things but that's all they are, stupid things. We have always done everything together. Ever since we were kids, we were like twins. We dressed the same and got our hair trimmed the same. He's just my best friend and I'd rather him over anyone else," I said to him "I guess that's understandable. He's a cool guy but don't get me wrong, he's going to dump Melyssa sooner than you think," Seth said, chuckling.