Novel & Cerita The Summer I Fell For My Best Friend

River asked softly. Suddenly, Summer slammed her small fist on the table. "River, why did you say that? We're already best friends. Of course you're important to me. A best friend is like a part of the family. So please don't cry. I'll make time for you every day. We can still study and play together. Everything can be arranged, River." "Besides," Renata whispered softly, "aren't best friends supposed to support each other? Summer made that decision for her future. You should give her your full support, shouldn't you?"

“One more nasty comment about her and you will be the next motherfucker on the floor.” The entire hall went silent while we made our way out of the school, Audrey rolling behind us. “Summer want me to take you home?” She asked, her eyes brows arched in worry. I was still shaken, I still hadn’t had time to talk to her or even tell her the fact that I’ve moved away, secrets were piling and I was slowly losing my best friend. She didn’t deserve this. “I…” “I’ll take her home.” Trey spoke up, her eyes darted to him and back to me for a split second. “I asked my friend.”

"I cannot see you anymore. Not the way we have been doing it. Not the coffee, not the noodles, not any of it." "Did I do something?" he asked. His voice had gone careful. "No. You have done nothing wrong. You have been one of the best things about this entire semester and that is exactly the problem." "I do not understand," he said. I took a breath. "My best friend Jade. I think she has feelings for you. She told me this weekend." The silence on the other end lasted longer this time. "Jade," he said slowly. "From the water dispenser." "Yes. That Jade."

The wink told me everything-he was lying through his teeth to take credit, and I loved him for it. "Speech! Speech!" Ben shouted, waving a glass of sparkling juice. But the crowd had a different idea. Olga started it, then Lucian joined in, jumping up and down. "KISS! KISS! KISS!" Mateo didn't need to be told twice. He stepped into my space, his hands framing my face as he pulled me in. As his lips met mine, the room dissolved. The cameras flashed, our friends cheered, and for the first time in twenty-five years, I knew exactly who I was and exactly where I belonged.

I rolled my eyes back towards Julie, she had this questioning look in her eyes and only then did I realize I hadn't fully done a proper introduction. “My college friend Karim” I simply said, leaving out the details of how we met and then reunited back here in Morocco, that certainly wasn't a topic Julie would find interesting. “Your brother loves you so much, he almost lost it a few hours ago” he chuckled as he pointed towards me, he certainly had to be embarrassed.

Summer's fault for making me watch the effing crap every week when it had been on air. That was our relationship. She remembered climbing the birches near the creek and laughing. I remembered crying hysterically when she fell and broke her arm. She remembered the dancing and ambiance of senior prom. I remembered the navy dress she wore and the linebacker's hands on her. Summer-damn-Quinn saw the world as if it was a painting waiting to be created. I only saw her.

Two years ago, The bus drove past the familiar street, the trees disappearing from our view. It's the first day of my 11th grade, Liam is in his senior year. I was beyond excited to come to school with my best friend aka my boyfriend. The summer is spent together with Liam playing or going dates. I am happy is an understatement, I have never felt this way for someone. When I was younger I firmly believe I won't fall in love, yet I fell for my best friend without me realising my feelings for him.

"You know how I feel about you. But of course, it's not like I'm helping you just so I can force you to be with me. I just want you to give me a chance." She and I first got acquainted in high school. When we ended up attending the same college later on, it made me feel as though we were meant to be friends, so I stayed in touch with her. I had no idea she had a crush on me back then. All along, she remained by my side as a friend, not once crossing the line. It was only when Amelia appeared in my life that, in her panic, Summer confessed her feelings to me. But by then, it was too late—I'd already fallen for Amelia, so I told Summer we could only be friends.

Summer recalled that whenever she failed her mock exams, she would ask Kelly to drink with her on the rooftop. Summer's alcohol tolerance had been poor at the time, but she always insisted on drinking. In the end, Kelly had to help her back to their room. Looking back now, it was indeed a joyful memory. Summer missed drinking with her best friend, so she agreed. "Let’s go then.”

We'd sworn to be best friends until the stars fell from the sky. "The summer you taught me to swim in Miller's Creek?" I tried again. Desperation crept into my voice as I searched his face for any sign of recognition. "You were so patient with me, even when I was terrified of the water. You held my hand and promised you wouldn't let me drown."