To My Dearest Friends Novels & Stories

for you to have a long and happy life. We'll probably see each other again... who knows, maybe I am one of those birds gliding in the sky. If I'll be given a chance to turn back the time, I still won't hesitate to give you my heart. That's what best friends are for, right? Now, Lay, I know you are one stubborn creature, but can you do me a last favor? (I imagine you nodding, so I'll go on.) Be happy and live life the fullest!

I mocked, “He’s sounding more and more like your friend to me.” He shook his head, “Mutual beneficiaries are the closest I will accept.” “How sad.” “Fact of life. Friends are a luxury that I cannot afford.”

"Your daddy loved you so much. You know that. And he knows you loved him." I dropped my forehead to her shoulder, swamped with immeasurable gratitude I had the best friends in the world. They picked me up, time and time again. The pressure behind my ribs eased and I was able to fend off tears. "You're the best, Dee." "Well, no duh. Now, enough of this. You'll ruin your makeup." I laughed, the sound catching in my throat. "Let's go."

“Friends.” Of all the time, he called us friends. He was right, we were friends once upon a time before he became the worst human I ever encountered. My mind flashed back to that rainy night. I could still remember the metallic smell of blood and gasoline. The accident scene. I could still remember trying to lift the car off of them. I remembered screaming for help. I remembered running to my best friend and how I found him. I shook my head trying not to dwell on that memory

“Because you threatened to knock on the door which is a way worse option.” A small look passed through his eyes. Not a smile. Something darker. “Good. Then you understand I don’t make empty threats.” The car felt too small. I could still remember his mouth on me. I could still remember the way he said my name last night. I hated that my body remembered it too. “This can’t happen again,” I said. “Then say it like you mean it.” “I do mean it.” He watched my mouth when I spoke. “You mean you’re going back to the man who put your best friend in your place??”

Apne roothein, paraaye roothein Yaar roothe naa Khwaab tootein, waade tootein Dil ye toote naa (x2) Roothe to khuda bhi roothe Saath chhoote naa (x2) O Allah Waariyan O main toh haariyan O tooti yaariyan mila de oye! Translation: My dear ones and strangers can be upset But may my friends never be upset with me My dreams and promises can break

He doesn't have to. I already know he does. With one last glance over my shoulder, I head toward my drunk, out-of-control friends, certain he'll keep his word—and that I'll see him again soon.

I said, and she huffed. “What do they say about enemies?” “Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.” ASO-FUCKING-LUTELY!

“I would've loved to sing to you, but I don't want to interrupt Asia's sleep again before she swears for me.” Both Yomi and Idara laughed at that. “See, Yomee, I don't have the strength for long talk.” Idara continued almost immediately. “I just want to let you know that you are the best best friend in the whole wide world. I cross my heart.” “Haha.” For some reason, Yomi found Idara's words highly hilarious. “Well, yes, I know that, too. I'm just too much. The last of my kind; extremely rare.”

, I said as I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my beauty. "Okay then, I will pick you up in the next 10minutes" Edin, my best friend said as he ended the call. Meanwhile, as I was looking at the mirror, my mind flashed back to the days we became friends and gradually best friends. Just like yesterday, I laughed remembering how I was a popular girl which no one could pass without glancing at and I was also a troublesome girl(that was part of my hobby).