Stephen Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

For a second back there, I could see a flash of Stephen's face, the similar helplessness and dread from a myth turned nonfiction. “That’s what friends do..” he bumped my shoulders. “Yeah, I guess…”

"I wonder what's wrong with these maids. They should have called me the moment you got here." Sterly scoffed. "You came as soon as we did." He pointed out. Linda clicked her tongue. "I should have waited for you here then..." I couldn't help but laugh. "Hi?" Stephen's shy voice came from the side. He was always like that whenever he saw pretty sisters. I felt amused. Linda's attention also shifted, and she waved kindly. "Hello?" "Ah, this is Stephen, my best friend." I introduced. Linda's eyes widened slightly. "Jared's best friend? Nice to meet you, Stephen." She shook hands with him.

We sit in the fairly large cozy parlor—a part of my bedroom. "I thought to check up on you, man." "Thanks," I acknowledge, "You look like you would be bursting into a club." I take to note his outfit. His vintage shirt and pants, trimmed hair and shiny gold wristwatch. "If that's where you want to be, let's head there," He smiles. "Nah," I object. Stephan is the closest to a brother. We've been through a lot together and the universe knows it. Our friendship has passed through the tunnels of disagreements, fun, business, and a lot words could not place together.

He heard from Stephanie’s friend that Stephanie is in love with an anonymous guy, that’s why she kept on rejecting every guy that ask her out . “So Senior, why did you abandon medicine to join business?”

"I am really so sorry for whatever he had done, Mr. James!" Stephen apologised as he forward a glass of water to him. "Is he your friend?" James asked and Stephen nodded his head in yes. "Yeah... We are best friends... But honestly, he is not like this. He Is best friends with Kylie too. He doesn't like when anyone tries to misbahev with her!" Stephen answered and James nodded with a smile. "He is your bestfriend... since when?" James asked sipping on his water.

But he made me feel comfortable Like I was allowed to be myself around him. “Yeah. I am Poseidon’s step-brother.” And I was banging him.

Stephen said while looking deeply in Damon's eyes, making sure he knew that he wasn't joking at all. Disappointment was clear in Damon's eyes. He knew his best friend. He knew that whatever his friend was saying, he was capable enough to make that come true. Stephen has always been like this. Full of anger, ego and stubbornness. He wasn't like this from the start though. Years of sufferings, cruelty has turned him into this. He was so much into all these negative feelings that only God knows if there is any coming back from him or not.

Like I am a twelve year old who just did something very stupid and wayward like. I mentally face palm, and then look away from from him to face my friends who have carried on with the game. "Who's that girl?" I hear him speak for the first time. His voice is quite thick, and the way the words came out of his mouth, makes it obvious that he's a calm and collected person, despite the bad boy looks and aura. "That's Emily's friend. Yo, you like her?" This is Stephen, and I look away from the game, just to see the both of them staring at me, with them not even giving a care that I know that they're openly gossiping about me.

Stephen said as he pursed his lips. “Who is Jomi to you? If I were to be some random person you don’t know and I ask you that who is Jomi to you? What are you going to say? Don’t tell me she’s a friend because you don’t treat her like one” Stephen said as Felix swallowed his saliva. “I would tell you we were friends if you were a random person” Felix replied and Stephen chuckled. “I am asking you as Stephen right now, one of your best friends, who is Jomi to you?” Stephen asked and Felix shook his head.

"Check the photo on the profile, that's not Adrian's, or is it?" I checked the guy's display photo, and was surprised to see another one of Adrian's friends. "Is this?" I had a hard time recalling his name. We took a few classes together, so I didn't get to see a lot of him, even though we were in the same class. "That's Steve." She nodded, navigating through a congested part of the road. "He's also on the basketball team, a good friend of Adrian's. He and I met earlier today, and he's one of the reasons I said I wanted to speak with you."