Obsessive Friendship Novels & Stories

Scared that I’m losing my best friend and I don’t know how to fix it. I’m screwed either way. Not going along with this plan means losing the Theo I know. But going along with him means losing my best friend to whatever this madness is. He has an obsession with Nikolai, even if he refuses to admit it. And it’s starting to terrify me.

Damn, I didn't ask to play! I am stashed behind the kitchen curtains, and I watch the show, and I like what I see. A beautiful woman that beauty has not left by the side of the road. She is wearing a yellow dress. Excess of coquetry? Need to be seen and admired over and over again? It seems like it is working just fine. I see her. She reminds me of femininity, and chills run through down my spine without being able to refrain them. They go too fast for me, just like my thoughts. I find it hard to focus on anything other than this woman. I do not know her. She doesn't see me from the top of the third floor, and yet I spy on her like a teenager would observe a classmate from the corner of his

I joked. "It doesn't matter, you already made me drink coffee at noon anyway. Nothing can be worse than that,” he admitted with a shrug. We both started laughing and changed the subject. In our four years of friendship we had gone to many places together, but that day it felt different, I already knew that he loved me, but I had to explain to him that it was reciprocated. In my mind, everything looked easy, but it wasn't that simple. I got so immersed in my thoughts that at some point I didn't realize I was staring at him. Isaac raised an eyebrow and smiled at me, thus pulling me out of my fantasy world.

Sitting at my desk, I felt like hitting my head on it. I'd all but propositioned a complete stranger that I had quickly become obsessed with. I found my self willing her to reply, re-reading what little contact we have already had. I'm pathetic. I've worked hard to build my billion dollar empire, I have several research facilities, labs and dispensaries, properties that range fom modest and affordable to luxurious and down right extravagant. I'm the director of several charities and own hotels and restaurants and yet here I am, losing my mind over a beautiful girl.

We were both mentally ill and I think that is where we find common ground to understand each other. Colette had always been the antisocial one since elementary school. She never spoke to anyone and always found an excuse to not go out when she was invited to dates and such. I always admired that; the strength she had to enjoy being alone. I could never understand that. I am a rather affectionate creature and I need to always be around someone to love me or entertain me. Colette on the other hand is the total opposite of that, and that is why I always have to force myself into her space. She had told me multiple times that she did not want to be my friend, but I know that is not the case. She

Was I that starved that I have no sense of when to stop anymore? This is not how I planned my kind of marriage, I know it was not of love from the beginning but of duty but I so much love Pharrell. I can’t hurt him this way. How do I get rid of this obsession with his childhood friend Kay? * “These are for you!” I passed the candies to Trisha. “OMG! You always know what I like.” “Why won’t I? I’m your best friend." I boasted with a smile. “You don’t have to remind me.”

It’s just a small wedding and the only people that will be there is my parents and Tristian family. I want to see him before the wedding and I also miss him so badly. I have never miss anyone in my life. He’s the first and that makes the obsession I have towards him deadly. I know that obsessions are not healthy, but with Tristian, it’s more than that. What I feel for him is more than unhealthy.

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CHAPTER 13. That was the beginning of her problems. She noticed that he would shun her calls and messages while he was online. Moreover, Chloe began going in dates while her mysterious boyfriend bought her a lot of things. She had been having problems with her boyfriend for close to two months until she returned earlier from work one day and saw her boyfriend in Chloe's arms as they made out on the back seat of his car. She had seen the car parked in front of their house and had been elated. She had thought he had realised his mistake and had come to her so that they would make peace so, she had happily moved closer to it in order to approach it.

“I am aware that you hate any kind of obsession. However, to speak truthfully, it possesses a certain charm. Women like me will agree.” Ms. Beth's sentiment resonates deeply with me. This man might hate obsessions, but his hatred towards it doesn't make it disgusting. He's so rude I can't. “Obsessions are unhealthy. The obsessed one doesn't have a world of his own.” Arguing back, he extended the blazer to her with a poker face before adding, “You get obsessed with a thing, then somehow, you lose it, and you get lost too. It's...”