Scott Is A Bad Friend Novels & Stories

“I know I fucked up, but we still have a deal.” I stared at him in shock, as if he had suddenly grown two heads. Was he kidding? Talking about some flimsy deal when my best friend probably hates me. “You must be out of your mind, Kai Reed. Sometimes you act like you think with your—” I groaned, “—with your cock instead of your brain!” That flimsy smile spread across his lips as he flashed a cocky grin my way. The taxi pulled up and stopped right in front of us.

she said again and I wiped the lone tear that rolled down my cheek. "He didn't even try" I said remembering the look of defeat on his face as I walked away from him. He didn't try. He gave up before we even had a chance. "He's just confused and I'm sure him seeing you with David is confusing him the more" Val said. "David is my friend" "I know but Scott probably thinks David is with you to get back at him" I squeezed my hands together. "Get back at him for what?" "You see? Scott acts like a big bad wolf but he's scared. He's scared of loosing you" Val said with lowered eyes. "But I guess he already did"

I should not have cared much about Scott’s likes and dislikes as he didn’t care about mine. “Who invited him, by the way?” Scott asked with clenched teeth. I winced at the way he was speaking about him. It revealed how much hatred he had for Conan. “I thought…” “You thought a lot about him.” Scott cut me off sharply and didn’t give me a chance to finish my sentence. “He is my friend.” I spat without looking at him. “And he would like to see you.” “I don’t want anyone to come to my house.” “Shall I refuse him, then?”

, Dean said softly in his ear Scott nodded as he sobbed on his best friend's shoulder. Life was so unfair. Life would often do this to good people and the shit was hard. Scott wanted more time with his family time he couldn't get. Dean wanted his friend here forever but he wasn't getting that. Scott would eventually get sicker and his headaches more frequent. He would most likely not want to eat and his pills for the pain get stronger. He would want to sleep all the time soon and get physically weaker. He would most likely get depressed, well more depressed and most likely think of killing himself. He would get more withdrawn which is something all of them would try to prevent.

This continued for about a week and as I became more comfortable with him, I was able to tell him more about my life and heartbreak. Scott was not dating anyone as he recently broke up with his boyfriend. I liked him genuinely and also found him attractive. We remained just friends for a long time and simply enjoyed each other's company. "I have two tickets to the game tonight," Scott said to me and asked me if I was interested in going. I wasn't a fan of such games but I went anyway for his sake. It was fun and he introduced me to most of his friends, I also connected to some Nigerian friends over there.

Scott hurriedly sat down just beside me. I turned around to notice his intense stare at me. I was unsure of the feeling I was experiencing but I knew that I was getting a bit uncomfortable. "Right here" he said as he thuck a few strands of my hair behind my ear. "You always looked better with no hair falling down your cheeks" He said, smiling sweetly. "Uhm... I..." I stuttered, unsure of my reaction. Scott was the fast male friend I made in college. Back then, I was very shy and timid. I avoided everything that had to do with socializing. I was always locked up in my space like a little snail in its shell.

Just as he got there, Shawn knew who the madman wanted to spend his money on this many people. Standing at the table holding up a beer bottle, Adam babbled and laughed. Some of his friends forced him to get off the table, but Adam refused. He was so drunk that Shawn doubted he was serious about giving away free beers, but none of his friends stopped people from getting beers. So maybe it was confirmed that Adam had gone mad.

Mr violet eyes smiles, he is hot looking no denying this but he’s not Liam and whilst I can’t get Liam off my mind, I think I’m pretty screwed for any other guy. “Okay girls, we’re over there if you change your mind.” They move on. It won’t be long until they hit on some other girls. “You should have gone Tate, unless you’re waiting for Liam.” Tammy and Lilly laugh. “You two. Pack it in. I keep telling you we’re just good friends. You know we’ve been besties since the age of like five. What is wrong with you both today?” I huff and pick my book up. It’s upside down. Great.

You're the one who will give it away because you can't control your powers I smiled at their fighting. It was something that they always did because they were so different from each other. Well, we all were, really. Elena is nice and caring, always worried about other people's feelings, not wanting to upset anyone, and Lillie, well, she is dark. She doesn't care if she hurts anyone. She finds fun in picking on people. Sometimes, it gets a little dark, and we have to talk her down from murder, and then there's me. I don't really know who I am or how i even fit into our friendship i just know that they are the two people in this word that means the most to me and i have always been able to tru

He didn’t know the full reason yet — not the fake marriage, not the history — but we’d come clean eventually. “All the help I can get right now,” I said. There was a pause. “I sent some men to check the place out. They’ll report to you directly,” he said. “Yeah, man. Thanks,” I muttered. And I realized — Astrid was right. Aaron was my friend. We didn’t have the closest friendship, but I could count on him. Just like he’d counted on me during his fiancée’s saga. “I’ll be in Seattle tomorrow. Hopefully, things will be looking up by then,” he added. I nodded.