My Best Friend

My Best Friend

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"You guys are a messy tornado of pain, hurt, anger, and betrayal. Everywhere you guys go, ends up torn and destroyed. You do that to yourselves. You destroy each other. You guys are each other's weaknesses. But you guys are also each other's strength. You need each other. And you better try your goddamn best not to lose her. But Aaron....you and I both know. We both know that you love her. I see it in your eyes every time you look at her. Adoration fills your eyes completely. She is your everything. And you are her's." Alan says, looking straight into my eyes. And in that moment, everything became so clear. "You're right...." I say. So quietly that I think he didnt hear me. But he did. "I'm head over heels for her. I'm in love with my best friend."
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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