When U Need A Friend の小説・ストーリー

I have never heard that word from someone before! "Y-You and M-Me.. can be friends?" I asked, stuttering. "Yes, why not? I also don't have any friends or anything. I am not fond of it." "T-Then why are you asking me for an acquaintance?" "I can have a friend, but I only want you." My heart beats fast. Like, why me? There are a lot of people available there! "Don't you want it?" "H-Huh? N-No, of course. I want it! Let's be friends! We can be friends! It's so very okay with---"

"Alright that is all I will need I will see you tomorrow. " I feel even more numb now not really knowing what the hell is going to go on. I just want to crawl inside a hole and never come out. How am I ever going to be able to face this life by myself? My brother always said I needed to learn how to make friends, but I was just always a loner. My mom was really my only friend I needed and besides, I just wasn't a social butterfly.

"Don't freak out now Rae, I need you. More than I've ever needed anyone. If you help me with this I will be in your debt forever, I'll do anything you want. I still would love to do what you talked about, get the fuck out of here and start over somewhere else. No one appreciates either of us here, no one cares. We're just in the shadows here ... people like us are not meant to be the center of attention. But I'm fine with that, I just want to be able to fucking live, in peace. We can take care of each other, be there for each other." Tears started to form in my eyes, I didn't know what to do. But my friend was hurting, it just seemed like such an impossible situation. And he wants me to be t

"But I think you are a good company. Can I ask for something?" "What?" "CAN I BE YOUR FRIEND?"

He's only doing the same thing every freaking day. Stare at the ground. When he walked away, I even went to his spot to look at the ground to see if there's any interesting things to see on the grass. None. He's really weird. Is he a loner? My heart hurts for him and I don't even know him! He needed a friend. I'll be his friend I decided. A man needs a friend or two. I'll ask him to be my friend when I see him again. Unfortunately, the following week I did not see him. I got worried.

I will do the deal in exchange for him offering me real friendship. I don’t know how he is going to react after this, but I want to have a good start with him by introducing him to the worst part of my personality. I am not after a shag or his cock, because I can find it in my own way at any time without any problem. But I need to have at least a friend who I can call or talk to when I feel sad or when I am happy, and likewise, someone would call me for help or to celebrate anything with celebrating.

Nick pulled into a sweet smile to hide the pity he felt at the same time pleasure that he was the only and first friend she had. "Then I will show you." He stood and give him a warm hug. "Friends do hug when one is sad and had fallen back. A friend is always there when you are at your most low level. A friend will hold you when everyone refuses to. "He whispered and Fera fell in it. She hugged him back and feel his warmth. "A friend can be anything, playmate, sibling, and adviser. They will listen to every rant you have, they will make you happy and help you with anything."

I set my phone down with a heavy heart. My gaze drifted around my small apartment. I didn’t want to spend the next five months locked up alone. I needed friends. New friends. A different social circle. Yes. Grabbing my phone again, I searched for upcoming social events in the city. As I scrolled, a few caught my eye—interesting ones. Ones that might actually be fun. Nice. I tapped on one, smiling to myself. I’m going to this.

"I don't think both of us have anything to talk about?" "Kayla, I know that we’re not supposed to be friends, but I believe we can help each other whenever we need each other's help. If I didn't need your help so desperately, I wouldn't be here." I became curious when I heard her talking about needing help. Even though both of them are not best of friends, I could not hear that she needs help and not try to help because I don't even know how desperate she might be to help.

“I will stay with you through the hard times.” “If you ever need someone to lean on… you can consider me a friend.” A brief pause followed. “You can lean on me,” she added gently. “I will comfort you.”