No Friendship Is An Accident Novels & Stories

"I just wish she wouldn’t turn out like Ali, a fake friend." "Well, it will be her loss if she doesn't want to be your friend," Ace said, leaning in to peck my lips softly, his touch both comforting and tantalizing. "I can be your friend if you want," he murmured, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "Friends don’t have intercourse with each other," I said, trying to keep the conversation light despite the tension. "Well, they do," he replied with a casual shrug. My eyes widened in shock, and I looked at him, stunned.

“You’re supposed to be my friend, not my personal N*****x show.” “Best friends can be both.” She grinned, clearly enjoying herself way too much. “So. Spill. Do you like Jason?” “No.” “Do you like Alex?” “No!” “Lila.” I buried my face in my hands. “I don’t know, okay?” And that was the truth. After school, I thought maybe I’d get a break. Just one quiet walk home without drama. But apparently the universe hates me, because Jason was leaning against the bike racks, waiting like some rom-com cliché.

He meaningfully stared at that man, and quickly, the speaker was brought over to him. He placed the mic close to his mouth, and he hesitated for a few seconds before he made the announcement. “The engagement between me, ETHAN STANFORD, and VICKY has been cancelled and will be officially dissolved.” Everyone gasped while Ethan carried me out without any explanation. My eyes bulged as my mouth hung low in confusion. If I am correct, this is meant to be Ethan and Vicky's engagement party? Which means that Ethan is my best friend's brother and an ex-fiancé to my biggest rival.

But life was not fair, and that was the same way the person he likes treated him. Everyone needed each other, if he couldn’t get her, at least he had someone he could always talk to. He remembered during their fight, his life might have been a living hell if it wasn’t for Sarah. He really had no friends apart from Elena and just like that she was gone, having friends and even meeting the person she likes in the process. Elena never fully liked a guy, that was something she knew about her. She might like him today, and decide to give up tomorrow. And he knew that Craig was just one of them, and soon enough she might be out of her feelings.

he says causing me to laugh humorlessly at him "Funny, I could say the same thing about you earlier" I say as I glare at him again "Keep your friends close but your enemies closer" he says looking at me "They're not my enemies" I say as I defend the cheer team and he gets off my car "I don't know how much I believe that" he says as he shakes his head disapprovingly and walks towards his car.

"Neo, I'm sorry. They're all my friends, and they were just worried about me since I wasn't answering my phone. They acted impulsively." Neo paused, then slowly put away his phone after a glance at Mitbahl and Diana. "I'll let you two go, but..." His gaze shifted to Frank. "He not only broke in but also hit me. He owes me an apology!" "What? Me apologize to you? Dream on!" Frank exploded. Neo was furious. "How can Jenny be friends with someone like you? You're just a jerk!" "Heh, I'm not her friend, I'm her childhood friend, her crush even!" Frank retorted.

Their friendship seemed rooted in a shared history of trust, support, and mutual understanding. Amidst the skilled discourse, they occasionally exchanged light-hearted banter, their laughter echoing in the office space. The friendship they shared was heartening, a testament to the strength of their friendship and shared ambitions.

They symbolized lifelong friendship. "Max Cairncross, if you say no again, do not blame me for smashing this bottle. From now on, we will never be best friends again." "I am not lending it," I said firmly. Dylan was so angry his jaw clenched. He smashed the bottle hard. And I, without the slightest hesitation, ripped the bottle from my own neck and threw it into the trash. Then I opened the door and gestured for him to leave. "Since we are no longer best friends, pack your things and get out of my house."

"You didn’t listen to me. Now you have to bear your burdens alone, and don’t you dare drag me into this." I nodded slowly at the look in his eyes. Why was he so upset about it? The words stung so deeply. Was that really how he saw it? As a chore? Maybe I’d made a mistake. "Sorry for thinking I could rely on my best friend." I turned around and left the training ground. I heard his footsteps following behind me. I wiped the tears escaping my eyes. Telling him about the pregnancy wouldn’t be a good idea. Who knows—he’d probably give me a two-hour lecture on how I’d messed up.

I shouldn't be admiring my best friend's fiancé's back view, but Damon has always been incredibly attractive until. "That? Just blowing off steam. She's convenient, that's all. She's just like every other girl. A gold-digger. I wouldn't acknowledge anyone beneath my status." My legs stopped in my tracks. A knot twisted in my guts. Was he...it definitely wasn't about me, right? "Another notch in my belt, isn't it?" He let out a mocking chuckle, and my chest tightened. "Hope she doesn't think it means anything. It changes nothing. I was just being nice. It's charity work. Trying to stop her from acting all pathetic and miserable. She needed the confidence boost, I only did her a favour and..."