The Summer I Fell For My Best Friend Novels & Stories

ALICE I was currently at an art gallery with my best friend, Summer Hathaway. Summer and I have been best friends since I could remember and she was the only person that I could confide in whenever anything was bothering me. The reason I decided to visit an art gallery with her was that I needed to talk to her and I felt like she was the only person that could make me say the things that I felt on the inside.

Flashback: We have had the best summer ever. I never had much of a social life or a choice in who I could hang out with. But meeting Amber this summer had been one of the best moments of my life. She was like a breath of fresh air. We would talk for hours and I even shared some of the truth about how my dad treated me.

The word stuck in my chest like a stone. Was I friend-zoned? Maybe. Probably. But it wasn’t even about that. It was the way she looked at me and didn’t see it. Didn’t remember. She didn’t remember that summer. I was ten. She was nine. We met at this dumb art camp our parents forced us into. It rained the entire week, so we stayed inside, coloring and building weird clay creatures. She made one with three heads and named it Humphrey. I helped her paint it blue.

At first, she dismisses them as a joke, but when those around her start getting hurt, she realizes the danger is all too real. ——————— Brian and Ava are back with another season of "Falling For My Dad's Best Friend" I hope you are just as excited as I am. Drop a thumbs up if you agree. Thanks for being here.

He was a transmigrator from another world, and I was nothing more than his target. I stared at his fake, affectionate face. At that moment, only one thought remained in my mind. Seven days later, at our wedding, I was going to run away. I was going to make him fail his mission. I wanted him dead! The next second, the hospital room door was pushed open. My best friend, Tiffany Dunn, rushed to my bedside, her eyes slightly red. “Oh my God, Summer, how did you get hurt this badly… Those men, did they…”

I probably look crazy to anyone looking at me, but I can’t wipe the smile from my face as I look around. I swallow back happy tears as I think back to the beginning of the summer. My only friend was Charlotte. I worked all the time and didn’t know what it was like to find a family outside of my own. My eyes skirt over the people that I’ve gotten to know as summer passed by. Some I’m closer with than others, but they’re all people who contributed to the best summer of my life. Charlotte, Jude, Beck, Margo, Emma, Preston, Ryker, Camille, Winnie, Archer, all people I’ve grown closer to.

“For the past year, after I’ve lost my memory, I fell in love with him, so much so that I lost myself. “I hate the way I was. That wasn’t me…” Summer was muttering. She sounded like she was talking to Samson, but she also sounded like she was talking to herself. “Samson... just pretend that I’m dead. This isn’t fair to you.” “It wouldn’t be fair for you to leave me.” Samson refused to let go of Summer. He endured the pain in his collarbone and hugged Summer tight. It was late at night, and the moonlight was filtering in through the floor to ceiling window.

And so I continued. "And speaking of Sunday, do you remember that one Sunday in late July? I sneaked into your room at night so we could make out, but then suddenly your mom came knocking, and I panicked, so I jumped out the window. I twisted my ankle and I couldn't surf for a week, but it was well worth it," I laughed at the memory, pausing for a second before continuing, "The only time I ever felt good falling was when I fell fast and hard for you. So I guess what I'm trying to say is... Sundays with you were the best days. I just thought you should know that. Love always, Ryder,"

Summer also hired a maid and she told the maid that Sherman had just had a miscarriage and that she should take good care of her. The saying came to Sheman's mind, "A man may leave you, but your best friend will never". She thought she was lucky to know Summer in her life. She wasn't always lucky, but in terms of friendship, she got the best. Summer felt the same way. Once before, she needed to borrow $700,000. When Sherman heard about it, she didn't hesitate. The next morning, before Summer was up, Sherman drove to her home with the money and asked her if it was enough. She would always remember this in her heart.

Stephen said, laughing as if he had uncovered the biggest secret in the world. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help smiling. "Summer isn't my girlfriend, idiots. She's my best friend." I smiled thinking about Summer; she really had become someone special to me after what Abby and Jacob did to me. Without friends, I felt so alone, but Summer always stayed close, concerned about me, wanting me not to feel lonely. That's why she's my best friend now, and we're going to live together at Oxwell campus starting tomorrow. While I tried to get the twins out of my room, they kept teasing.