Quotes About Fake Friends Novels & Stories

“I’m the same. I prefer living a low-key life. A life where nobody knows my business… Where nobody can interfere in my shit. I keep my circle tight as fuck. I only have a few friends… But you know what?” He shrugged his shoulders. “I have the right ones. I’d rather be surrounded by two real people than fifty fake ones.” I nodded in response. “I feel the same way,” I agreed with him. “People brag so much about the amount of friends they have. And it just makes you think, why? How many of those friends would stand by you when shit got rocky for you? How many of those friends would lend you a hundred pounds if you suddenly found yourself in debt, struggling with money? How many of those friends

Then these clowns showed up and turned my peaceful drink into a comedy night. Don’t get me wrong, though. I love these assholes. In the world I live in, real friends are hard to come by. Actually, that word doesn’t even exist in the business world. Everyone you meet wants something—your money, your power, your connections. But these guys? They’re the real deal. Even if they act like morons sometimes, I’d still choose them over any of the leeches who pretend to be friends just to use you. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw Niu’s name flash on the screen.

he creased his forehead, probably doubting me. “Fishy? Nothing’s fishy.” I sniffed the surroundings. “Ha-ha. Funny,” he mocked. Seems like my interrogation failed. “But seriously, Shane, I am sure that he has good intentions. There is no point to doubt him.” “I can’t help it. He just came unexpectedly.” “My friend is one of the greatest humans in this whole wild world,” he exaggerated, “Trust me, he prefers to suffer by himself rather than letting others suffer. So I am certain that whatever it is that he is doing, it’s for the better.” He winked.

He asked. "Cake. Stupid" I said. "we all had lunch together, then they left. Few other friends came over and at last I had amazing family time." "Wow. You can talk so much without even breathing." "Yeah. True friends care, fake friends say they will meet but then ditch us" "Common yaar I told you some things really important came up. I AM SORRY." He said holding his ears. We sat there for few minutes talking about my birthday and then decided to grab a coffee from canteen before leaving. We saw Armaan downstairs and asked him to join us.

He suddenly sounds all serious. “Oh sorry, did I interrupt something ?” I don’t want to bother him. “I am messing with you darling”. He makes this funny little laugh on the other end. “Of course I want to hear about Your day. It’s nice actually. Don't take this wrongly, but in this business, everything is so fake. People gives a fuck about each other, we just pretend to be best friends to get connection and move up”. “That sounds so.. very nice”. “Yeah it sucks, I know it. But it’s different with you. I can be.. myself. And what impressed me the most about you is how not impressed you are by me. I am just me, Lefu”.

“Don’t you have better things to do?” “Hmm… no.” “No friends to visit?” “I don’t have friends.” “That’s pathetic.” “I know. Thank you for pointing that out.” “You have a really sad social life.” That causes him to snort as he puts his phone aside. “You say that, like you have tons of friends.” “Unlike you, I do. I’m popular at school for a reason.” “But they aren’t really your friends, are they? Not when they don’t know the real you. They’re only idolizing the fake persona you’ve created.”

Maggie asked. yes and you know i am good at pretending too but i will give the award to you for the most fake person i ever encounter on my entire life you know what you can be an actress because you really did a great job but just an advice you should never let anyone heard the conversation of you with your partner in crime don't be stupid that will ruin everything that you planned. Amber said. Take that as a good advice from my friend and keep it on your head or take this as a note write it on your diary write it on your notes for you to be able will never fail the next time you have plan something crazy like this to someone again. Andrea said.

She asked. "Out with my friends" I said, settling down besides Hamza stealing his popcorn. "You have friends? That's shocking." She said, raising her eyebrows. I pushed my tongue against my inner cheek and smiled tightly. "Everyone does minu darling. Oh wait you don't." I said faking sadness. Everyone knows popular people don't befriend people and that's nothing new. "What do you mean?" She seethed in anger while Hamza snickered next to me choking on his popcorn.

Simon chuckled. "Well...I wouldn't exactly put it like that, but yeah...basically," I replied. "But why?" Simon asked. "I am tired of all this glitz and glamour with fake people and their fake smiles. I want to make real friends and maybe find my one true love," I said seriously. "Pfft...love. Who has time for that?" Simpon scoffed.

He is like a bad itch that won't go away, and I hate him so damn much for getting under my skin! We won't ever become friends!