Novel & Cerita Tell Me We Weren't Just Friends

He asked in smiles and I bursted out laughing so hard “Yoo, why are you laughing? Is it that funny?” “No cause I'm imagining it, and trust me would have been the most chaotic duo ever” “Really?” “Of course because all of you are troublemakers what do you think would have happened?” I laughed “That's true but trust me we would have been the most powerful gang?” “Hmm, cause you guys are all amazing and loving, now that I think about it I'm wondering why we are not friends” “The fact that we didn't grew up together and we don't leave together too”

Trying not to think of what he might think of me from my freak out session. I was tired. I groaned. “I told you, we’re not like that” I didn’t know how many times I had to tell her this. The girl was like a monkey to a banana. “Oh?” She nodded with disbelief. “Yeap” I announced popping the p. “Were just… friends, just two people who have to live together and sort of coexist” “Babe, listen to be, I hate to break it to you but you two re dancing around something alright, it sure as hell ain’t friendship” she shook her head “he’ll he could keep his eyes or hands off you”

I would love to have a conversation with him in private. Chris coughed as soon as he realized that we were lost in each other's eyes. I was pretty sure about myself but also wanted to consider a few things too. “Not everyone has to be romantically involved with another person for things to work out. Some people are better off as friends because then you will be able to assist each other better than when you are trying to get into each other's pants.” I defended myself. This was something that I needed to do to clear the air forever that I was never going to be romantically involved with my friend if that was his fear.

Like he knows I’m hanging by a thread and doesn’t want to be the one to pull it loose. Finally, I nod. “Alright. Just friends.” But deep down, I think we both know nothing about us is ever just anything.

The other guards blocked the way and prevented him from reaching out to her. " Even when I had my suspicions, you acted like you were not doing anything and we were just friends" I moved closer to her. " We were never friends, I never liked you and you never liked me as well. We were never friends, do not try to make it look like we were cool" she said. " I guess I was the only one not seeing it that way I thought we were cool and we were friends, I had no idea that we were not cool and we were not friends too" I shrugged my shoulders. Then I stepped back and let her get what she deserves.

“And then we spend three days texting each other about who’s doing what?” His expression remained flat. “No thanks.” I wanted to argue. Mostly because it was him. Unfortunately, he had a point. That irritated me even more. “I don’t want people getting the wrong idea.” The second the words left my mouth, something changed in his face. “What wrong idea?” I stared at him. Seriously? “That we’re friends.” The answer came immediately. Too fast. Too automatic. “We’re not friends.” The words shouldn’t have hurt. I already knew they were true.

My throat tightened painfully. “That’s not true,” I whispered. “We grew up together. You held me when I got bullied, when I lost my pet—” My voice broke. “You… kissed me. You told me I matter.” He closed his eyes for a moment. “It wasn’t romantic,” he said quietly. “You’re just a friend.” My world tilted. Just a friend? Yes, he never asked me out, but his actions—actions, they say, are louder than words. A friend doesn't stay up talking till dawn.

"It's just that, I don't want Aiden to be in this condition. Just seeing him laying at the bed, makes my heart ache," "I can feel your pain. We all are his friends after all and we share the same pain. It's your duty as a friend that you believe in him fighting for his life and waking up soon. We need to stay by his side because we are his only friends," Something about the word 'friend' made me alot uncomfortable. That's why I just nodded while smiling at him and turned my head towards the car's window. Aiden and I are not friends anymore. We are more than that. But no one knows about it.

She says, listing all occasions where we were in fact not friends. "No," I argue. "You were my employee when you tutored the twins, and you were my wife from the second that I slid that ring on your finger." I remind her, not once did I address her as my friend. The thought itself sickens me. "I don't kiss my friends." Amelia is backing herself into a corner. "I guess we're friends because you don't kiss me either." "Say you want a kiss," I tell her. Her jaw drops, "What?"

I didn't like the emphasis on the word ‘girlfriend,’ especially because till now, we hadn't told anyone we were a couple. We went on dates, had sex, and did everything a couple does, but everyone thought that we were just friends. I was fast getting to the point where I wanted out if he was going to continue to hide me like a dirty little secret. It felt like we were simply friends with benefits, and I didn't like that tag one bit. I kept my tone even. "Will, at the risk of sounding ungrateful and annoying, considering that you were the one who made me stand my ground against Claire in the first place, I would like to remind you that it isn't by force to work for you," I said evenly.