Novel Friendshit Novels & Stories

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

“This is stupid. I just wanted to hang out. Is this how a friend would talk to a friend?” She started to laugh loudly over the phone. “How a friend would talk to a friend? That’s how you’re putting this whole thing? Sophia, listen to yourself. All you’ve done has been to push me aside. Treat me like shit. Suddenly you want us to be friends? I’m done with that kind of friendship. If this is how you want to define friendship, I’m done. I don’t want any of it. You can take all the money you have and move aside.”

“I’m still new to the psychic and spirit talking stuff, but if what you say is true, you’ve managed to ward off a major blow up between me and Peter. Possibly even a break up. You made me take the time to see things through his eyes and try to put myself in his shoes. You have no idea how much I appreciate that. You behaved like a true friend and I value you. I just want you to know that.” “I value you too,” she managed to choke out. It was clear she was getting emotional. “I don’t mean to get all sappy,” I said. “It’s just that I’ve been hungry for friends. It’s not easy for someone in my profession who also has an A – type personality to move to a new town where I know no one and make

Sasha continued, desperate for something to say in order to fill up the silence, "I don’t think I've ever met anyone like her… she's the only one I can call a friend." "Ouch" Kaleb said, clutching his chest playfully, "You are saying you don't consider me a friend? Such a hurtful thing to say, doll face. You wound me!" Sasha punched him playfully, "Stop calling me, doll face. And you know what I meant. Besides, it's the truth. We have never been friends… Why do you suddenly care about that now?" He turned to face her fully, and Sasha held her breath. "Change is a part of life, is it not?" he asked, then continued without waiting for her to reply, "In fact, some people say it's constant. We w

Jamie’s smile grows wider and wider, “Really? That’s hell of a coincidence, because it would be him for me too! What a surprise!” I put up a bright smile for him, “See? Once you start to talk about yourself, you’ll find the people around you have a lot of things in common with you. And that’s how we make friends.” Brightly, Jamie chuckles, “You’re right.” So, if he thinks I am right on this, “Can I be your friend, Jamie?” Without a second of hesitating, Jamie nods, “Of course.” Oh splendid. We have an announcement. Ladies and gentlemen, now I present to you——Jamie Lee Peyton, the first friend Henry Nosrevi has made after Henrietta.

He thought for some time then shook my hand. "Okay." "So it's a deal." "Yes. But I have never had any friends before. What does friend do?" Why doesn't he have friends? Who wouldn't like to be friends with such a cute little sweetheart? "Well I had many friends in the past but now I only got one friends and she isn’t here with me." "Oh." He said. "So friends, they love each other, they never lie to each other, then they share sadness, happiness everything with each other and friends never betray each other."

Bright, breathtaking, and over in a flash. His relationships—if you can even call them that—have the lifespan of a fruit fly. Because the man is deathly, clinically, philosophically allergic to commitment. He sees a future and he runs for the hills. He confuses intimacy with a trap. For years, I played the supportive best friend. I nodded and smiled while he told me about some blonde from the yoga studio or some brunette from the art gallery. I swallowed the acid jealousy that burned my throat. I pretended my heart wasn’t a little bruised every time he mentioned a new name, a new date, a new overnight guest.

“You know I read that book, I can’t remember the title, that you read last summer and I kept thinking about the other friend who secretly envied her best friend and wanted everything she had including her boyfriend.” I laughed. “Well first of all you know I don’t envy you. We are friends, we are as close as sisters. Secondly, I do not want Andre, especially because he is your boyfriend.” I said truthfully because that was exactly what I told Shewa. He is her boyfriend, I can’t fight with my best friend over a boy that chose her over me. “I am not talking about Andre.” I raised a brow. “Who are you talking about then…”

'' I assure him. Even though we're no longer a couple, it's never wrong to want each other to receive a happy life. A happy ending. It may seem as if I've found my source of happiness which is my best friend, Aidan but little does he know that this is all just a lie—a year long lie.

Kira's pov I cleaned my hands with a napkin and ran to my phone that had been ringing for some seconds now. I smiled as I saw Daniel on the screen. My best friend. He's just the only friend I have since college. I clicked the green button and placed the phone on my left ear. "Dani, what's up?" I beamed with a smile. "The sky is up." He replied sharply. Oh oh! I ain't expecting that. "Anyways, what's this early morning call all about?" I asked him while I walked away from the kitchen to the sitting room.