No We Can't Be Friends Novels & Stories

They were all that I have ever known. I paused for a moment, considering a small photo frame on my nightstand. It was a picture of me, Lillie, and Elena during one of our adventures. It was the last one that we took together with our families, knowing about our friendship. I never understood what changed so much with all our families. They used to be fine with us being friends when we were kids, but the older we got, the more they kept us apart, telling us that we were too different and our kinds should never mix. I remember the first time they tried to keep us apart. I was only 12, and I was so excited to be going to see them, but as I walked out into the dining room to tell my parents wher

"We can't have sex... I can't do that with you, no." "Can't or won't?" She challenged with a raised eyebrow and I pulled away from her. She was too close and the conversation was hard enough without her glitching my brain. "You don't hook up with strangers? I'm not a stranger," she said as if she found a case-winning loophole. "We're friends," she repeated. "Yeah, we're friends," I echoed again. The title was starting to sound stupid since we were saying it so much. "Which is why we can't. I don't wanna ruin our friendship."

"But he doesn't like to talk. How will I be his friend?" I hold her shoulder, pulling her closer. "Well, we don't make friends. We just become friends with each other unknowingly. And we should never have a motive of making friends. So, just be yourself. Don't talk to him if he doesn't want to. Just be polite. Give people their space. If you become friends, it's great. If you don't, it's fine" She gives a wider smile. "It's getting boring, no?" I ask. "What should we do?"

“But I wаnt уоu—” “I саn’t—I wоn’t dо it tо Mike. Hе warned mе оff уоu. Hе said from day оnе уоu wеrе оff lіmіtѕ, and hе’ѕ mу best frіеnd. If we were tо gеt tоgеthеr, іt would rір уоur fаmіlу араrt, аnd I love уоur fаmіlу. I don’t wаnt to destroy іt. We саn’t act оn our fееlіngѕ. I thіnk іt’ѕ bеѕt that wе juѕt kеер оur dіѕtаnсе from each оthеr.”

"Well, Goodluck tonight, you'll have lots of fun," I glared at her. "Fun? It's Samantha's party." "Maybe this would give you the opportunity to make new friends," she shrugged. I tore my gaze away from her, glancing at the traffic light, which was still on red. "No, thank you," I really didn't have friends. I never had friends, making friends was never my thing, and i don't think it will ever be. It's not like I'm too proud to do so. It's just that friendship is a commitment, and I don't want that. I'm fine with Hannah and Ethan anyway.

he said in a soft tone of voice. “Look, you don't owe me anything, and I thank you for everything you've given me. You've been an invaluable support in the hardest of times these past few weeks, but I've come to understand that we can't even be friends,” I told him calmly, and his face transformed. “No, that's just the point; we could never be friends.” The way he said it completely shook me. “Friends don't attract each other, let alone kiss on the mouth.”

I have many enemies and the Goddess forbids something from happening to him. “You are my friend. Though you don't consider me one. I can't stand it if someone tries to harm my dear one." I was stunned at the word ‘Dear One' but I didn't react to it. “You are not my friend, and don't try to protect me. We are here to study. And we are just class fellows. Don't get involved in personal life. You are a nice guy but I don't make friends. Because I strongly believe, a girl and a boy can never be friends.”

Rejena “We should stick to being friends.” Those words gut me, but I understand where he is coming from. We had both kept secrets, and that is not a good way to build any relationship. I want to scream at him that I don’t want to be his friend, that I fell for him and I don’t know how to go back to just being his friend, but I know it would end whatever chances I have before I even have it.

I don’t move from my spot, nor do I turn around. “I get it; I understand. We do have a past, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t be friends now. I can be a friend to you if you let me.” I don’t have a response for that. As great as it would be to have a friend right now, I know she can’t be her.

The effortless camaraderie we’d once enjoyed. “I am not sure we can be friends again,” I confessed. The words pained him to say but they were true. “You made a decision, and I get why you did. Fear can do horrible things to anyone. “But I can’t just close my eyes to what has happened.”