Nba Youngboy Friends Novels & Stories

"No pressure. Just... hanging out." I hesitated. Vincent was out there. Mason would lose his mind. And Ethan was just a friend—right? "I'll think about it," I said. "Okay." He nodded. "Just let me know." He walked away. I stared after him. Ethan was nice. Normal. Easy. Everything Mason wasn't. My phone buzzed at 3 PM. Unknown number: The bookstore boy is asking you out. How cute. You should say yes. I'll be watching.

Soon the douchebag walked in with another guy, who was all over him. “Who is that?” I asked Kathy. “His best friend”, she replied, a little distracted. “His best friend seems to have a crush on him,” I chuckled, sipping my beer. “They aren't gay, you are losing this bet,” Kathy rolled her eyes and walked off. I walked up to Caleb, seeing that his best friend had left him to have sex with a redhead. “You friend ditched you, again,” I chuckled and he turned around startled “I…I don’t care, he can hang out with whosoever he wants,”He replied, trying to avoid eye contact.

Lana smiled at me before walking out of the room. I picked up my phone as I got out of the I*******m page of Cole Donovan, second-year student and the hockey captain of the school and also a member of the Blackwood Boys. The Blackwood Boys were three best friends, and that consisted of Cole, Zane, and Nolan. These boys were known for their charm, their good looks, and also how wealthy they were considering that they came from good backgrounds, and it was rumoured that their parents had shares in the school, but amongst all of them, the least you would want to get involved with was Cole.

“Ooh, we’re going to Jokers? I’ve been dying to check that place out!” “Let’s go, then,” one of Tobias’ friends huffs impatiently, shifting his weight back and forth on the balls of his feet. “I need at least three drinks in me before Kylie shows up.” All of the guys groan in unison, telling me exactly how they feel about this Kylie girl. “I thought you were gonna break things off with her?” another one of them grumbles, raking a hand through his jet-black hair. All three of Tobias’ friends look to be in their early twenties, impressively built and easy on the eyes.

Thank God the shoes I wore were strong and original; otherwise, the heels might have broken. "Nicholas!" he exclaimed as he walked toward us, embracing Nicholas in a hug. I froze. They knew each other? They actually knew each other well enough to hug excitedly upon meeting? Wait! My boyfriend was friends with my role model? This is unbelievable! What other surprises does this man have up his sleeve? How can he know almost everybody who played a vital role in my childhood? First, it was Stevie Wonder, and now it's Leonardo Doseen. Wow! Just wow! "It's been a while, mate," Leonardo said, smiling widely as the edges of his eyes crinkled.

** A group of teenage boys was walking down the road. There were six of them. Each having had great fun from the party they just presented to their dear friend, Kane, on his eighteenth birthday that night. They were all returning home after having spent a marvelous time together. Their friendship was something special. They were best friends, more like brothers. But no one knew what was going to happen in the next moment.

“Did the audition really go well or are you hiding it from me?” Young-Jae flipped onto his back on the bed, his side profile visible through the screen, and nodded dreamily. He had given his best in the audition and even made a new friend who came to audition too. The boy was twenty-one and had the best voice there. Young-Jae had immediately taken a liking to him and so did he. Jung. That was his name. “It went amazing, I even made a friend,” he smiled brightly but she couldn’t see it so he flipped onto his side again. “How did the deal go? You must’ve been amazing, I just know it!”

"Brother, we did it, did you see? " The voice from one of the memories caught his eye. It was Luke. He couldn't have been more than 17, he was even huge then. The blonde hair was a mess as he came running up in his soccer uniform. Will smiled, watching, engrossed in the memory. It was when his little brother's team won the regional in high school, he had never seen Luke so animated about anything. " Yes you did, I'm proud of you! " he had told him and hugged the younger one, congratulating him.

He shrugged as he gestured to his other friend who looked way older than twenty with his six-five height, gelled-back hair, and inked forearms. "How old are you guys?" Willow asked. "I am twenty-one. He's-" He cupped his hands and whispered as if anyone could hear it over the music. "Seventeen." Susan and Willow gaped at the boy. "You've gotta be shitting me!" Susan shook her head. "That's some bull you are trying to pull!" Willow pointed a finger at the eccentric boy. "I would believe it if you said it was the other way around, but this is just impossible to believe."