Not Just Friends Novels & Stories

"I had also seen your posts with Cody. Haven't you outgrown him yet?" I rolled my eyes, grabbed my phone, and headed for my bedroom. "It’s a best-friends-for-life thing, mother. I could never outgrow him." "Don’t tell me you two are already having sex?" I grimaced instantly. "Ew, gross, why would you even think that?" "Come on, you are both adults. Everyone knows males and females can't stay that intertwined forever. Either you like him, he likes you, or — worst of all — you are copulating."

“Don’t be like that. We were in the same college, remember? Even before I met Ethan—” Nathaniel raised his hand to stop her. “Daniella… I really can’t say anything. Ethan is my friend. And I respect Maya too much to start gossiping behind her back.” Daniella’s face dropped. “So that’s a yes, then?” “I didn’t say that,” he said firmly. “I said I’m not the one you should be asking.” “But—” “I’m sorry,” he said, more serious now. “You’re my friend too, Daniella. But this? I can’t help you.”

They would still be friends if death and cancer hadn’t taken one. Back to us. Cassie Reed and I have been best friends since the day we were born - and side by side, we've grown—from babies to toddlers, and now we are teenagers. Unlike normal teenagers who can have more than one friend, Cassie and I have been our only friends since we came of age. All through these years, our friendship blossomed - survived through twelve rules. There were times we faulted in a few - we forgave each other. At least, they weren't as serious as the ones we considered important - rules three, five, six, nine, and ten.

I prodded her side with my elbow. “Ugh. First of all we are not friends—” “You and Jayme?” “No. Me and you! So you don’t get to prod my sides.” “Oh. Noted.” Though she was openly contradicting what she had just said a moment ago. “Good. Secondly, I’ve never ‘had anything going ’ with Jayme we are work partners and long friends that’s all.” “Long friends uhhhhh…” I dragged the last word until a smile appeared on her face.

I can have everything I want to have. Mainstream line for girls like me but what's there not to like? I HAVE EVERYTHING, except for one thing. The Campus Queen Crown. Anyways, right now, I'm walking towards the Cafeteria with my two best friends, Vanessa Evans and Trixie Cortes. They are cousins and I met them when I was 12 during dad's business conference in Australia. It was summer break so he decided to take me with him. No, actually I decided. Not him.

Honestly, Bruce is my only friend. I don't hang out with any of the girls from school or work, just Bruce. From the first time I met him, I was pulled to him. Not in a relationship type of way, but in a friendship kind of way. He is the only person I have in this world other than my family. Even with them, they are not really all that close to me.

MARISSA Especially since my relationship with Layton was so new in many ways. It had only been a few months in all, so it was way too early for her to be imagining him as her father. If she did and it didn’t work out between us, it would be so much worse than simply losing a male friend we used to spend some time with. Unsure of how to handle this latest development, I said gently, “Sweetheart, it’s nice that you drew the picture of Layton spending time with us, but you he’s not your father, right? He’s not part of our family.”

He studied me for a moment, then gave a small, rueful smile. “I had a feeling,” he said. “You’ve got that look people get when they’re still standing in the middle of something unfinished.” He leaned back in his chair. “It’s okay. Truly. I’d rather you be honest than force something neither of us would enjoy.” Relief loosened something in my shoulders. “Thank you.” “We can be friends,” he offered. “Or just work buddies who occasionally complain about the coffee. I don’t like how completely you keep to yourself. It’s not healthy. But I also don’t need to be the person who fixes it.”

After five years together, Abby Young finally said she was ready to take me home to meet her parents. However, on the day of the visit, she asked my friend Gene Burke to pretend to be her boyfriend and told me to tag along for the free meal. “Abby, I’m your boyfriend! You’re supposed to introduce me to your parents today!” She did not even look up. “Gene just went through a breakup last month. He wants to know what it feels like to meet a girlfriend’s parents, so let him have this one.” I refused to move. Gene sighed. “Forget it. I was only joking. You two should go.” He started to get out of the car, but Abby held him back. “Stay where you are. You’re not going anywhere.” Then, she pu

He's not my boyfriend, we're just friends. We’re simply two friends of the opposite sex that hang out all the time since we don't have other friends. It isn't pathetic because I enjoy his company and he enjoys mine, it's enough to have just him that I do not require any other friend. He's already too much to handle so no thanks, I only want one Luca as my friend, not two or three of him. "I was standing right here, since you arrived. That’s like two minutes. I thought you're tall enough to notice me among everyone here. What the fuck, Luca?"