Novel & Cerita Never Kiss Your Best Friend

The big brother I always wanted as an only child. "If he ever dares hurt you... Call me. I'll make him pay." he had said as a last resolute, making my eyes roll. "He's not going to hurt me, Brooks." Wanna bet?" "Brooks!" "I mean it. You're my best friend, the last thing I want is you getting hurt over a damn fool!" "Brooks, stop it," I said as we sat by our childhood tree house three years ago. "I bet you won't go past five years." he had said, making me uncomfortably angry. But I took the bet, determined to prove him wrong.

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

We try to dance but we both have the same intense look in our eyes. I lean in so that our noses are touching which causes us to close our eyes as our breaths become more harsher. "I can't stand being friends with you. Everytime I see you all I want to do is push you against a wall and kiss you" he whispers out which makes me smile a little "So, what are you going to do about it?" I ask him teasingly with a breathless voice "This" he says before he connects our lips which makes me reach up and place my hands on his cheeks.

That's bizarre and very out of topic. ''That's nonsense. I'm not falling for my best friend,'' My eyes wandering around the room while we both speak about my feelings. ''Why would I ever fall for Kenna? She didn't do anything to make me feel attracted—she's just . . . Kenna. Besides, we're best friends, there's no such thing as falling in love with your own best friend.'' I say. ''It happens all the time in the world,'' He shrugs. ''And, why do you have to keep on saying the word 'best friend'?''

I was her best friend and didn't being best friends mean trusting each other? I had helped her set up this party, choose her dress and even help doing her homework when she went shopping? So why was she so mad at me when I didn't do anything wrong? "Kristy, I didn't do anything wrong. I'm your best friend. " "Oh really? If you were my best friend as you say, why the hell did you kiss Noah? " I beg your finest pardon? Shock No. 3 "What? I have never done such a thing. " Ew.

"I didn't want to show everyone my cock. Krissy didn't want to kiss her best friend." "But that's different. That's...Baby, you know I don't like to do that. It's...well, it's dirty," Katie said, quietly. "Oh please. Really?" Ashley asked. "We talked about this," Kate chided her friend. "Sure. Doesn't mean you get a free pass now." "I had to kiss my best friend, on the lips," Kristen was close to tears now, "I'm going to hell because of this stupid game. I didn't get to back out. What makes you think you can?"

“I was drunk. Stop stressing and overthinking.” I swallowed hard as she stood. “We’re best friends. I knew you didn’t feel that way, and honestly, I don’t think I do either. I was drunk, heartbroken. How could I suddenly be in love with you?" She reassured. “Last night came as a…” “Let’s forget it, Liv. I won’t lose our friendship over this. Besides, friends do kiss.” “Eww… you know I don’t do that. We shouldn’t. I don’t want to get the wrong idea.”

He introduced himself and stretched out his hand for a handshake, I obliged and shook his hand. His hand was rough and he didn't let me go immediately as he softly caressed my hand with fingers and I felt a shiver run down my phone. I let go of him. What was that? "Oh nice to meet you." I cleared my throat. "It's a pleasure." He replied. "Rebecca, who's this?" I heard from behind me and I turned and saw Jordan, my best friend. I think it is done flirting and getting the numbers of all the girls here.

I have the guts that there is something else than being friends with her. I look away and remain silent. I heard his tongue click. Are they friends with benefits? Why are they so close? Can your best friend casually kiss you on your cheeks without any other meaning but a best friend kiss only? Why am I so doubted when it comes to the word best friend? Is it because she's a woman? "Okay! Fine! Something..." he let out a deep sigh before I look at him with drawn eyebrows. I saw him looking down at the floor with his hands on his waist, he raises his head.

I said to her, as honest as I could possibly be. "That hurts me a lot," she looked away as she continued. "I never thought another woman would one day be your mate and take you away," she said, feeling hurt. I walked closer to her. "I'm sorry, but you're still my best friend, Nat. I've made my choice," "Can this best friend get one last kiss before she loses you away forever?" She asked tenderly. I was reluctant at first and hesitated. Then, I lowered my head and kissed her. I felt something sweet on her lips and it intoxicated me the more.