She My Best Friend She A Real Bad B Novels & Stories

"You know what... I'm just going to be honest with you right now. Going to get you to realize Seb isn't what he's all cracked up to be and you can find another guy." "I know I'm going to sound like a terrible friend... but I just don't think he's into you, babe. I mean you two are just mates and sure he has flirted with you a bit but he's just a friendly lad, and besides he's a cheater. You know how Ash and Alex relationship ended, I just don't want to see you get hurt over someone that can potentially hurt you like how Alex hurt Ash." He narrowed his eyes at that, okay that kind of pissed him off, he knows she was being a good friend to help him get over Seb, but no. Just no.

FELIX. I’m a shitty person. I know I’ve always been a shitty person, but at least I wasn’t like that to the few people I care about—one of them being my best friend. But after getting myself involved with his ex-girlfriend, I’m just realizing what a shittier person I’ve turned into.

"Oh, come on, Seven. Is that how to greet your best friend?" Best friend? She thought she was my best friend? Ha-ha! What a joke! I didn't have a best friend. And if I were to choose anyone as my best friend, it would definitely not be Becky Williamson of all people. She was a freaking pain in the ass! "I don't know how you found me. But you were wrong in coming here. And, you are not my best friend." Becky pressed her hand over her heart. "That's mean, Seven. How can you say that to me? Have you forgotten? It's me, Becky."

She’s a bad influence, and I don’t want her near B. Deep down I knew her type. Despite pretending to look out for her best friend, she was the type that always ends up stabbing them in the back and snatching their boyfriend, causing them the most pain. I’m sure if I flirted with her, she’d fall for me in a heartbeat. I chuckled and shook my head playfully as I typed. Me: (multiple laughing emoji) You don’t need to worry about B, she’s in good hands. (💯 + Two ticks)

I waved her off before sniffling and wiping my tears, I couldn't believe that I was actually crying, "you.. you don't... Dont understand how important this is okay.. she is important and she is my friend.. like I miss her a loooooot... someone has to make the call between us..." She just stared at me. I'm sure she had no idea what to say to me now. I mean I wouldn't even know what to say to me. Then suddenly what my friend said earlier came to my mind and I smiled a bit, "so my stupid best friend says I'm gay... I mean Tee is hot and has muscles and a fit body that is amazing, and she gives perfect hugs and smells soooo fucken nice.. but I am not gay.." She ached her brows. Maybe the way I d

" You're nothing without me I made you who you are today I got you that gig and surprise surprise I'm the one who made sure that you were not home, while I was doing the nasty with your best friend who and I realize it wasn't really a true friend because true friends don't do what she did but she knows me and she's willing to stick with me." "Wait until you go through hard times then you realize that you picked the wrong girl. I would advise you to stay the hell away from me; because if you can get me out of the place that I've called home for five years and you made it quite clear that you want my best friend and not me and I accepted it. Then you have no influence over me in any way. "

she introduced. “Ah, I'm sorry as they said I lost my memory” I dropped my hand to hers in a shake. “That's such a pity” She mocked and then dragged me to herself in another hug. This brown skin melanin diva that is tall and beautiful like she just walked out of a magazine cover is my best friend? She looks like those girls that you will only see in Hollywood magazines that portray rich women, and she is my best friend, I became someone else. “Oh look at that face, I'm so sorry I didn't come as soon as I heard you were about to die” she held her chest wiping away an imaginary tear from her eyes.

I moved away from her, wearing my sweatshirt. "Who's stopping you? That's even the best part. Just don't forget to tell her how you fucked me pretty badly. Tell her how manly you were but still, she's not going to believe you. You wanna know why? Cause I'm her best friend. You were drunk and you took advantage of me." She chuckled, forming a light smirk on her lips. "That's not true." I corrected her. "Shawn, I really feel pity for you, you know." She sighs.

damn", who the hell are they talking about, I feel jealous I walked up to her, only to greeted by her cold behavior towards me, as she totally ignores and never acknowledge my presence "what the fuck, I knew it was never going to be easy, gosh she is driving me crazy already ******** Ex best friend regret "Hiss" easy it's hurts, can't you do something right properly for once she shouted at Tessy that bitch how dare she threatened me, who does she think she is, I will show her the stuff I am made with, and she even dares to reject my honorable offer and went as far as to hurt me, she even slap my beautiful precious soft face

she giggles. "You know, your the worst, shouldn't you be chastising me for being with a complete stranger, what if he was a serial killer." I mumble into the phone a smile crossing my face. "Well, then he would have been a really hot serial killer and you would have died in peace, getting laid." she bursts out laughing. What did I really expect from my best friend in a situation like this, of course she would push me into the fire and encourage me to burn in order to experience life.