She My Best Friend Yeah We Not A Couple の小説・ストーリー

“You’re not mad at me for cheating. You’re mad at me because of who I’m cheating on. Because she’s your precious Kieran’s best friend. Man, get your shit together and ask the girl out without making it my problem,” I take a breath before speaking. “That’s not what this is about and if you really think it is, you’re a bigger idiot than I thought. And you clearly don’t know me very well. Come back to me when you’ve sobered up and thought about what you’re doing to your girlfriend,”

“I'm Yomi, but the ladies call me Daddy Yo.” “And I'm Isabelle.” Idara waved too. “Or you could just call me Idara. It's what everyone calls me.” “I think I'll go with the former.” Jordan blinked twice. “It's a pleasure to meet you both.” Yomi and Idara simply nodded in response, both at a loss for words. “So are you guys, like, a couple or something?” “What?” Yomi glanced at Idara's face and grimaced in disgust. “Hell, no. We are just friends. Best friends.”

"No friends, no family, no loved ones, just us the misfits, the ones who can't be part of the crowd, the garbage." "We've got no one else but ourselves." she turned her gaze towards me, “it’s you and I against the world no one else, best friends for ever!" We clicked glasses like we did everyday, everyday until that day. But now someone thought it'd be nice to remind me about the fact that I couldn't click glasses with my best friend or take shots at the club or thrash a store.

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.

I burst out laughing. She grabbed my arm dramatically. “How did you meet him?!” I hesitated slightly, knowing exactly where this was going. “He’s… Silas’s best friend.” Ava froze. Her eyes widened slowly. Then she leaned back, dragging her hands down her face. “Girl…” I winced. “Don’t.” “Girl… so you spinning the block now??” Ben coughed loudly to hide a laugh. I groaned, covering my face. “It’s not like that.”

And somewhere along the way, i started noticing her in a different way. It started with small things. The way she laughed, loud and unapologetic. The way she'd roll her eyes at my jokes but smile while she did it. The way she'd text me about something that happened in class, something she knew Ava wouldn't find funny but she thought i would. I told mysleft it was nothing. That i was just appreciating my girlfriend's bestfriend. That's normal. That's healthy.

I can’t hurt my best friend because of my stupid feelings. “No,” I said to Andre. “Let’s be honest to our partners instead. No more lies, no more kisses, we can’t be alone for too long anymore because it’s obvious we can’t keep our hands off each other. Let today be the last time we ever get to be alone together.” My voice turned pleading, I hoped he understood, “For our friends’ sakes?” A muscle ticked in his jaw. I thought he was going to argue but he nodded reluctantly and I released a sigh of relief. “For our friends’ sakes.”

“Are you high?” She ignored me entirely. “This person said, ‘True love isn’t dead. I just watched it happen in real-time.’ And this one literally wrote, ‘This needs to be in a movie. She’s the girl. He’s the guy and I’m the best friend crying in the background.’” The comments were killing me even though I fucking don't know what the video was about. She sniffed and blinked. “I might be the best friend. For sure, I am the best friend.”

When she couldn’t, she wrenched her hand away with a sharp jerk. “Am I insane?” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head as tears blurred my vision. “The only mad people here are the two of you.” My voice cracked. I turned to Clara, disbelief written all over my face. “You were my best friend.” I jabbed a finger toward her. “You could’ve told me. We would’ve figured something out.” Clara scoffed. “I told you.” “You didn’t!” I snapped, taking a step toward her. “You said it was a fleeting crush. You told me I had nothing to worry about.”

"Will you come pick me later? I mean, everyone is going to show up at the party with their boy friend and I'd like us to be there together as well" I chuckled hard at the last sentence. I mean, what the fuck does she mean by boyfriend and showing up together because that's pretty messed up if not delusional. We are fuck buddies not a couple. Do I have to spell it out for her to get or she needs a run down to actually get it. I took a step closer to where she stood, with my hands buried into my jean pocket.