: Chapter 13
Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste
I look around, noticing the astonishment on everyoneâs face. Their mouths were almost dropped to the floor in shock. I nibble on my lip and turn to stare at Ryan, whose eyes were wider than usual.
âHoly shit! That was hot!â He shouts breaking the uncomfortable silence. There were murmurs of agreements from the others which made me feel even more uncomfortable with the attention.
My eyes snapped to stare at Stacy. I gulp seeing her face scream murder. I should feel happy right now, ecstatic that I finally had my first kiss with Blake. But I couldnât help but feel guilty. Why you may ask. Well itâs the blonde girl currently beyond furious.
âIn fact it was more than two minutes. â She spits.
Blake seemed to come back down to reality. His eyes move away from me to stare at his girlfriend. He gets up and faces her, his stance stiff as a board. âIt was just a dare Stacy get over it.â
My heart squeezes in my chest. Ouch it was just a dare. It actually was a dare. So why do I feel that it was so much more? I felt it in the way he kissed me.
âThen why were you making out with her for more than two damn minutes? I tried to get your attention but you were too busy sucking her face to realise that the two minutes were up.â Her words are lethal, meant to hurt.
Her eyes then narrow. âDo you have feelings for her?â Her face has a nasty scowl as she points at me.
Blake drags a hand down his face in frustration. âI canât do this right now.â
She looks ready to argue but the guy from earlier cuts her off. âWell this has been fun.â He says standing up and clapping his hands. âBut now that things are heating up I think we should end the game here.â
Couldnât he end the game before Ryan made that stupid dare? That wouldâve saved us all that drama we are now facing.
My head hangs low in shame as I stand up. I look over at Ryan pleading with my eyes. âCan we go home now?â
I really needed to leave. The air was almost too suffocating to stay. I avoid shifting my eyes to Blake, too afraid to see how he regretted kissing me. Ryan sees how desperate I am and nods. He gets up and starts walking with me following behind him.
âIâm coming with you guys.Wait for me outside.â Blake says. My heart leaps but I refuse to turn around and kept on walking. I hear Stacyâs whine of protest. I couldnât blame her for being upset.
Out of Blakeâs earshot now I reach over and pinch the skin of Ryanâs arm. He hisses, turning around to glare at me. âDid you really have to come up with that dare?â I grumble, crossing my arms.
Why does it all of a sudden feel small in here? I could feel the tingle on my lips from his kisses, still taste him. I wanted more and I felt guilty for wanting more. He has a girlfriend and I should stop thinking about him in this way. It wasnât right.
Ryan snorts before continuing to walk ahead. âOh little Ash, stop acting like you hated it. Especially not with the way you guys were making out. I think I shouldâve done it sooner even. You wanted this.â He says over the music.
My eyes dart around, trying to see if anyone was listening to our conversation. We push pass sweaty bodies until we were finally out of the house. A sigh of relief escapes my lips as I drag in a much needed cool breath.
This air was fresher than the one inside. Ryan words ring in my head. Was he right? Did I really want this? I chew on my bottom lip as I contemplated his words. Yes I did want this but not in this way. Not when he wasnât mine.
We reach beside his car and Ryan sits down on the hood. Itâs dark only with a little light from the street lights. I feel tears brim in the corner of my eyes and turn away from him. Thinking he couldnât see I let them fall as we waited for Blake.
âWhatâs wrong?â Ryan rushes out.
âHow did you know?â I ask. I sniffle before wiping under my eyes. I couldnât afford to let Blake see me cry. I turn to Ryan.
âKnow what?â He asks softly as if treading on water. He didnât want to upset me further and I love that about him.
âHow did you know I like him?â I mumble, feeling heat crawl up my face and settle on my cheeks.
His eyes are soft. âIt was always obvious Ash.â
I nodded, biting my lip in embarrassment. âDoes he know?â I asked softly, afraid to hear the answer.
He looked to be thinking for a few seconds before schooling his features. âI donât know. â He shrugs and moves his eyes away from me.
Something tells me he was hiding something from me. I didnât want to pry him more for answers that I probably didnât want to hear. So I settled for brushing it off.
âPlease donât tell him.â I pleaded. âAnd please donât try to play cupid like tonight.â
He snaps his eyes to mine. âItâs not my secret to tell but Ash, you donât just like him youâre in love with him. I can see it in the way you look at him.â
âI know.â I whispered breaking eye contact.
âWhoâs in love with who?â Blake questions behind me. His voice startles me and I turn around swiftly. He was closer than I thought.
I backed away and turn to glare at Ryan. It was obvious he knew Blake was near with the smug look plastered on his face. âNo one.â I answered Blake and walked to the car door.
I open the car door but a hand stops me. Blake closes the door and turns me around. I avoid his stare. âYouâre not driving.â He states.
I snap my eyes to his and glare. âThen what was the point of coming to this stupid party? I was supposed to be the designated driver remember?â
His eyes narrow before he dips his head. He was a breath away and I couldnât help but let my eyes flicker down to his lips that were still red from my kisses. He notices the line of my vision and a grin tugs at the corner of his lip. âYou canât drive because you-â He pokes my forehead.â Have been drinking.â
It felt like the kiss didnât happen. He acted so normal, like we had done this many times before. I didnât know if I liked that or not.
I tear my eyes away from his tempting lips and look into those piercing eyes of his. âYouâve been drinking too.â
He smirks before backing away. âBut not as much as you. Donât forget I won that drinking game.â He says opening the car door and sliding in.
âBy just two cups!â I whine walking to the back.
âA win is a win bambina.â He laughs before closing the door.
âYou guys argue like a married couple.â Ryan laughs sliding in the passengerâs seat.
I rolled my eyes before entering the back, closing the door with more force than necessary.
âHey watch the door.â Ryan whines.
Blake starts the car, laughing at Ryanâs words. My brows furrowed realizing that he wasnât waiting for his girlfriend. âWhereâs Stacy?â I question almost afraid.
âShe said sheâll get a ride home.â His voice is now cold and distant, so I didnât bother answering. Instead I looked out the window and press my head to the pane of the glass.