No We Can't Be Friends Novels & Stories

he motioned to my hand, which was holding his waist. I knitted my brows together. "Can't I?" I asked him. "Well, other people can, but not us," he said, tearing his gaze from me and looking at his glass. "Why? You just said other people can do this. If they can, what's wrong with us doing it?" I took the glass from his hands and took a sip from it. "What the fuck, Sen. We are friends, and friends don't do this." "But I do it with my friends." I lied to him.

"Seven, I think you're an amazing guy. Never in my life would I have thought I'd meet a guy that we'd click and vibe on so many levels within such a short amount of time. You taught me how to play video games and it's my best hobby now. We both love chicken. We love coffee and spending time together with our loved ones. We are so outgoing yet so introverted. We have so many similarities. Just a few differences, considering you love romcoms and you don't hate white like I do. " Seven chuckles. " Honestly, I think what you and I have is amazing. The friendship we've built over the short span of time we have known each other. And this whole 'girlfriend-boyfriend' thing will ruin that. " Seven f

I turn my face to her and wish I could rip the balaclava off so I can smell her vanilla scent. “You know what would be funny,” she murmurs. “What?” “If we became friends.” “Why would that be funny?” She tilts her head back to meet my eyes. “Men and women can’t be friends.” “Why?” She shrugs before settling her temple against my shoulder again. “Someone always ruins the friendship by falling in love, then the other party feels obligated to try, and everything just ends up going to hell.” “It sounds like you’re talking from personal experience.” “Yeah,” she whispers. “I am.”

Sage replied. "But there's no reason why we cannot be friends." Sage laughed softly."Friends?Really Bruno.I don't think it would work out." "Why not.Men and women can be friends,why not us." "Because we want each other.It's impossible."They stopped dancing his piercing gaze held hers that gorgeous smile spread across his face revealing even perfect white teeth.Sage stepped out of his arms."I meant you..." "No need to explain."He cut over her."I know exactly what you meant."

I can’t hurt my best friend because of my stupid feelings. “No,” I said to Andre. “Let’s be honest to our partners instead. No more lies, no more kisses, we can’t be alone for too long anymore because it’s obvious we can’t keep our hands off each other. Let today be the last time we ever get to be alone together.” My voice turned pleading, I hoped he understood, “For our friends’ sakes?” A muscle ticked in his jaw. I thought he was going to argue but he nodded reluctantly and I released a sigh of relief. “For our friends’ sakes.”

What do you mean by "no" … A/N: When your friends become famous, it becomes more difficult to contact them. End of Text.

"If I say the debt you owe me, will you cut me out of your life after I collect it?" "Naturally. What else do you expect?" "We've known each other for more than ten years. I consider you my friend, Regina. Do you feel the same?" Is he high? "There is no such thing as friends in the world we live in. I thought you knew that better than anyone" "Can't I break the rules just this once? For you?" "What has gotten into you? Did you lose one of your people? Who was it?" "If I say yes, can I get a hug?"

Maybe with harsher language they both would understand. "No, that can't be. Harriet is the only friend I have and vice versa,” Noah replied in an annoyed voice. Apparently what Harriet was complaining about was true. Sean absolutely forbids Harriet from playing with Noah. But what's wrong? “Let me ask you, why did you suddenly forbid us to be friends again? What did I do wrong?”

He said, bluntly, then turned his stare away from her face. "So, Logan huh?" Becky too knew it wasn't working out. "Fuck!" She lowered her head and whispered under her breath as she got no reply from him. But he heard her. "Fuck?" He asked with bright eyes—they were definitely blue. "Oh, nothing. It's just," she said, then bursted out like the parrot that she was. "I'm like here on my own even though it's my birthday, because my stupid friend couldn't make it—she had a date at Paris with her new boo—and I was just hoping I could have at least some fun--"

He replied. “But you just said you like me as a friend,” I snapped. “Where does it say friends can’t date?” He asked me. I just stared at him in exasperation. “Nowhere, it says that friends can’t date,” I confessed. “Do you know how confusing you are?” I asked Adrian. “We are not talking about me; we are talking about you,” He said grabbing my shoulders. “Me? What is there to talk about me?” I asked him.