Quotes To A Fake Friend Novels & Stories

“I think that we are friends. Friends that can tell each other things. Friends that don't judge. So, if, and only if, you want to tell me what you had to do. If you need to talk about it to someone to maybe begin to feel better, then just now. I will listen to you and I will not think bad of you.” He turns to me with a smile. “Are you sure?” “I mean, if you tell me that they actually made you kick a nun, I might have a few jokes at your expense, but other than calling you Kicky McGee, I wouldn't be too mean about it.” I joke, trying to put him at ease. “Kicky McGee? That's the best you can come up with? Real insulting.. That totally put me in my place.” He laughs. “Shut up!” I fake shove him

she said as she shook her head while making a pitiful sound. “Don’t worry, I’m a very good person and as such, I will tell you” she said as she got up and placed her feet on Nikki’s back. “Keep your friends close but keep your enemies closer and one more thing, your friend’s friend is a friend but your friend’s enemy is also your enemy “ she said as she put her finger on her jaw. “But then Nikki, do you know that the quote doesn’t end there? It also goes, your enemy’s friend is also your enemy but then your enemy’s enemy, do you know what that person is? He is also your friend “ she said and burst into laughter as she let go of Nikki’s hair in such a harsh manner that it hit the floor hard.

I bumped into the hard wall of his chest, muttering apologies, “We’re not friends, nor will we ever be. I’m not doing the mushy stuff with you. We don’t need to know each other’s soul to pretend to be mates. I’ll hold your hand, link arms when their eyes are on us. Maybe even fake a smile. Fake our love. But that’s all this is. Fake. The sooner you understand that the less disappointed you’ll be in nine months when this is all over.” A chuckle escaped my lips as I shook my head, “And here I thought I owned the title for having the most shattered soul. You, my “love”, I said with air quotes, “truly own that title. I don’t know what ever happened to you, but you can borrow my rose-colored glas

“And what’s his type, exactly?” “Deep fake,” Aiden said without missing a beat. “The kind of guy who quotes fake-deep poetry but hasn’t read a book in his life.” I gave him an unimpressed look. “Yeah, like you’d ever say something nice about anyone other than yourself.” “You’ll see,” he said with a smug grin. “Just remember I said so.” We bickered through the entire meal—which, honestly, was no surprise. Still, I hated him a little less every time he made me laugh with his ridiculous comments.

He had even consulted some of his friends to help him, but they all said that game button designs were the last thing anyone would pay attention to in a game. His job was deemed so unimportant that none of them had taken him seriously. 'fake friends,' Nathan complained in the group chat then leaned back on his chair and waited for them to reply to his message. 'pay me and I will help you,' one of his friends replied. Before Nathan could reply by stating that he was broke and there was no way he could pay the guy, another person had sent their reply. 'u are the fake one,' another one said. 'real friends are together in joy and sadness, share every happiness including ur salary'

Liiza's POV The words that Zach said repeat in my head over and over again. Will you be my fake girlfriend? Zach sighs and I snap out of my thoughts. He stands up, and starts talking again. "Look, Liz, I know I'm being really stupid and selfish. It's just that all my friends have girlfriends except me and I didn't want to be the fourth wheel and the only single friend. So, I lied and said I had a girlfriend and then they all began making plans for all of us and all our girlfriends to go out together sometime and they were asking who and your name just slipped out" He stopped, his head in his hands. "Look, I get it if you don't want to. I'll just go out there and say we broke up. Hell, you ca

She fakes a cry as dramatic as she could be. "Well duh, I know you love me more than Siru." He proudly claims while patting her head like she is a little puppy. "Also, holy shit what shampoo did you use? It stinks like fish!" He jokes followed by a pit of his contagious laughter. Gracie punches his lower stomach in response. And here she was expecting him to be nice for once. Has he ever ended any conversation without teasing her or roasting her? Well, the rituals should not be ignored and girl best friends should not be left complimented.

"All this talk just means you can't afford to pay me the two thousand dollars, right? I'll make you an offer. "If you take off every last piece of counterfeit junk you're wearing and admit in front of everyone that you're nothing but a gold-digging, wannabe socialite who's only after money, I'll be magnanimous enough to let you leave. You won't even have to pay the two thousand dollars in damages."

“Like what?” “Yeah, right. Not gonna reveal my secrets.” I told her with a grin. “Glad to see you are in a better mood. That other boy have anything to do with that?” “Fake it until you make it, right? And, no, he’s nothing more than a friend. Now or ever. I’m processing it and some of it is not making sense so I am not overthinking it right now and like my friend Kyle suggested, if he wants to talk then listen and then decide.”

Ziyan said jokingly. "Hahaha, what do I want? So narsistic!" said Ilona. "We broke up tonight, but we'll get back together tomorrow, okay?" Ziyan said again in a joking tone. "No, let's just break up. I'll tell my mom later that I'm done with you! I'm bored!" said Ilona jokingly. "Oh, Man! So cruel! Yes, I know we're on a fake date, but why is my heartache real? Like being thrown away like that!” complained Ziyan, patting his chest.