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Such was their bond. Park Kyo became a closer friend of mine, A best friend to be precise, a person who you value above other friends in your life, someone you have fun with, someone you trust and someone in whom you confide. The first person you call when you get good news or want to go out for a bite to eat is an example of a best friend, and Kyo perfectly fitted this example.

Your best friend is like a drug. They tempt you with ideas and trick you into forgetting about the consequences, influencing your mind, and rooting devious schemes into every action made. Or at least that was how I described my best friend. She was a wild and to my horror adventurous girl. She pushed me against my limits and made me experience the joys of life even though I would much rather stay at home, buried deep under my silky sheets with my phone screen marking the words 'W*****d'.

"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

“What then will happen to my best friend Jerry?” I shrugged off. “I don't know.” “What do you mean you don't know.”as he said in an almost angry voice. “He is my friend , my one and only good friend I have ever had. You can't just decide something without including my bestfriend .” I rub my head in frustration. “okay, what do you want me to do?” “I was expecting you to say maybe you were gonna maybe inform him about my whereabouts so he can come see me whenever he misses me.” She retorted.

" No Messy! I'm sorry! I don't know that... " " OFCOURSE YOU DON'T!! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING RIGHT!! YOU ARE LIKE THAT REMEMBER?? YOU'RE GONNA STAMP ALL THE PEOPLE WHO WILL BLOCK YOUR WAY!! YOU'RE GONNA GET THEM OUT OF YOUR WAY NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES!!... " " THAT'S NOT TRUE!! " " YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIEND... " She yells at me. " ... WE"RE SUPPOSED TO BE BEST FRIEND!!... "

Best friends are best friends for a reason. They tend to know you better than you know yourself, embrace your flaws and celebrate your triumphs and they know just how to pick you up when you need it. We may not have known each other since birth yet since she friended me on my first day at Hudson International Michelle and I have come to know each other inside out.

"Oh fuck baby! Yes, come on my cock." His breath is ragged as he lets out a groan of utter ecstasy; cuming inside the condom, emptying himself. We lay here, sweaty messes, tangled in each other's arms, completely sated, and still in awe it happened. "That was better than I ever thought it would be, Scarlet." "I know... I just... Wow." "Well, I can officially say that our friendship is ruined in a good way haha! We can never go back, not after what we did."

"Hey, will you ever forgive me? It wasn't intentional. You know I don't like standing you up or bailing out on you." He said, his eyes so blue and captivating. I resisted the urge to cup his face _ as he stooped low in front of me. Instead, I took his hand. I knew what I was about to say might sound pathetic and would seem like I was desperate, but I wouldn't die in silence on this one. He was my best friend, and I had every right to spend time with him. "If you don't like it, then stop doing it. It hurts when you do it repeatedly knowing fully well that I would get angry, and then you expect me not to get angry."

“I would've loved to sing to you, but I don't want to interrupt Asia's sleep again before she swears for me.” Both Yomi and Idara laughed at that. “See, Yomee, I don't have the strength for long talk.” Idara continued almost immediately. “I just want to let you know that you are the best best friend in the whole wide world. I cross my heart.” “Haha.” For some reason, Yomi found Idara's words highly hilarious. “Well, yes, I know that, too. I'm just too much. The last of my kind; extremely rare.”

“Chivalry’s dead—and you know that’s not my name.” “Your crusty lips aren’t chivalry. Use my name, and I’ll use yours.” I smile—that’s my girl. Brandi laughs, handing him a plate. “Crusty? Women write sonnets about these lips. Right, Pineapples?” “I’ve heard a few,” she agrees, earning scowls from Gianna and me. “You’re supposed to be *my* best friend, B.” *And my woman,* I want to add but can’t.