Story cover for Just Friends by qveencxcx
Just Friends
  • WpView
    Reads 9,561
  • WpVote
    Votes 298
  • WpPart
    Parts 25
  • WpHistory
    Time 2h 24m
  • WpView
    Reads 9,561
  • WpVote
    Votes 298
  • WpPart
    Parts 25
  • WpHistory
    Time 2h 24m
Ongoing, First published Jan 20, 2015
I've waited 7 years. 7 years to get someone to notice me. But they always choose someone else. 
I don't know what it is. If its my personality or if its how I look, or if all the guys I fall for are jerks.
Then more and more guys come into my life that I may care for more than even myself may think, I don't have any idea how to deal when every one of them just wants to be friends.
But I know in my heart if I try hard enough I should be able to pass the friend zone.
I should...
So why can't I?
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Just Friends to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
The Broken Boy (UPDATE) by DoomMage
20 parts Complete Mature
Black Widow is another BxB I am working on Teacher and student relationship homosexual relationship ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "BEEP BEEP BEEP" My alarm clock went off and I sighed, before realizing I had set it to late. I grunted slightly and swiftly grabbed my glasses, pushing my homework off of my chest and shoving my legs into a pair of skinny jeans. I grabbed my shirt and pulled it on, making sure the sleeves covered my hands so I'd have something to hold. I brushed my teeth while putting my things into my back pack and kissed my mother in a a family photo before darting out the front door, and spitting both my toothbrush and the left over bubbles in my mouth onto the grass, I'd have to pick it up later. I ran out to the mail box and waved good by to my horse Smokey's small grave stone, reaching the bus just in time. My day went by as usual. I barely got through most of my classes staying dead silent through out. People would try to interact with me but all I could do was grunt at them. If only I could actually say "Speech Impediment" maybe they would stop talking about me. Some how the usual group of jerks found out I was gay and told everyone. This life sucks. I got into fifth period and Mr. Schmidt looked at me. I froze, Oh hell no. I started to shake as he told me to read. I know he had a speech impediment too, but it was embarrassing to turn down such a request. "Read the next two pages" such an easy sounding task is it not?..... He stepped to me and I froze. Did I mention that my language arts teach was the most beautiful man on earth and his pink collard shirt was clingy?! I guess not. I wound up turning beet red and squeaking a bit before he tapped my desk and looked at me.
Don't Leave Me by bellawilliams04
36 parts Complete Mature
"I am... frustrated." I began. Okay now he was really amused. The fucking bastard; he was grinning like the bitch he was. I rolled my eyes. "I'm sure you could find someone to help you out with your... frustration." He tried to sound as serious as he could but he didn't manage that very well. "I don't want to sleep with a random guy. I want to..." I took a deep breath, blushing like a 7 year old. "I want to do it myself." "Okay. But...?" He was confused. Yeah time to explain that I've had sex with a lot of guys but I don't know how to make myself come. Great; that's going to be fun. "I've never..." "You're a virgin?" He asked shocked and I chocked on my saliva. "No, you fucking idiot. I've never masturbated." "Oh." Now he was the one blushing and avoiding my gaze. I love karma. "I've heard a lot of girls talking about how good you are in bed. So... any advice?" ••••• If you've been at your lowest you can only go up, right? Nahhh... You can go so much lower I can't even begin to describe it. Your parents telling you they're not actually your parents isn't so bad, leaving your boyfriend and your life to go to a boarding school isn't so bad, being hunted down by your dad's killer isn't so bad. But being attracted to your very charming, very hot and very unstable PE teacher is very bad. Especially if you've known him since you were a child and he is 10 years older than you. But hey, bad choices make great stories, or so they say. ⚠️Trigger warning This book contains graphic scenes that depict violence, sexual abuse and drug addiction. This book is not fully edited.
You may also like
Slide 1 of 9
The Broken Boy (UPDATE) cover
Don't Leave Me cover
The Bully's Secret cover
Understanding a Storm cover
Memories (Will be going under extreme editing soon) cover
My Bully's Obsession - BWAM cover
Need cover
Bad To The Bone (Urban) (Edited and Completed) cover
You Play the Field - I Play the Strings ✔️ cover

The Broken Boy (UPDATE)

20 parts Complete Mature

Black Widow is another BxB I am working on Teacher and student relationship homosexual relationship ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "BEEP BEEP BEEP" My alarm clock went off and I sighed, before realizing I had set it to late. I grunted slightly and swiftly grabbed my glasses, pushing my homework off of my chest and shoving my legs into a pair of skinny jeans. I grabbed my shirt and pulled it on, making sure the sleeves covered my hands so I'd have something to hold. I brushed my teeth while putting my things into my back pack and kissed my mother in a a family photo before darting out the front door, and spitting both my toothbrush and the left over bubbles in my mouth onto the grass, I'd have to pick it up later. I ran out to the mail box and waved good by to my horse Smokey's small grave stone, reaching the bus just in time. My day went by as usual. I barely got through most of my classes staying dead silent through out. People would try to interact with me but all I could do was grunt at them. If only I could actually say "Speech Impediment" maybe they would stop talking about me. Some how the usual group of jerks found out I was gay and told everyone. This life sucks. I got into fifth period and Mr. Schmidt looked at me. I froze, Oh hell no. I started to shake as he told me to read. I know he had a speech impediment too, but it was embarrassing to turn down such a request. "Read the next two pages" such an easy sounding task is it not?..... He stepped to me and I froze. Did I mention that my language arts teach was the most beautiful man on earth and his pink collard shirt was clingy?! I guess not. I wound up turning beet red and squeaking a bit before he tapped my desk and looked at me.