Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Blake’s pov

The realization is like a powerful blow, one I wasn‘t expecting.

“Blake?” She calls out snapping me out of the trance but her voice brought me to another memory. I was no longer in the bathroom helping clean off the eggs from her face. I found myself on a sidewalk, walking. But I wasn’t alone.

“Come on dude I saw the way you looked at her.” Ryan jokes pushing my shoulders playfully. I turned to glare at him and righted myself. Ryan looked to be the age of fourteen which led me to believe that I was the same age.

“What are you talking about man?” I asked. I was kidding myself by acting like I didn’t know what he was referring to, in fact who he was referring to.

Ryan lets out a loud groan, kicking a pebble with his sneaker cladded foot.” You’re so fucking annoying, acting like you don’t know what I’m talking about. Well okay you’ll play the confusion game and I’ll refresh your memory.” He laughs.

I rolled my eyes, adjusting the straps of my bag. “Remember Jimmy right? Booger eating Jimmy, who sits in the back and stares at little Ash like a lovesick puppy?” 1

I stiffen already knowing what he was getting at. I didn’t answer and continued to walk. He laughs knowing he was irritating me. Again why am I friends with this jackass?

“Of course you remember Jimmy, how could you forget when you warned him off of your little Ley hours ago.” He roars with laughter. “You made the poor guy pee his pants. I felt bad for him. But I mostly feel bad for Ley because you have your ugly eyes set on her.” I turned to him, fuming as I punched his shoulder. “What are you getting at asshole?” I spat. He hissed rubbing where I had punched. “You know exactly what I mean Blake. I saw the way you looked at her when she went to help Jimmy. You were jealous, seething while she helped him to the bathroom and went to ask around for clothes for him.” He snorted, stepping away from me in case I threw another punch

“You love her man! That explains the glares you send towards the boys who talk to Ashley, you even glare at the male teachers.” He laughs.

“I do not glare at anyone.” I grumble.

deny that you

and I’m now walking up wooden stairs. Ryan in front

a soft laugh. “No doubt.”

him. My eyes fall on her small body on the bed, hand clutching a book that

her glasses and looks at us with embarrassment as

on flutters in my mind. I forced it out, feeling guilty for thinking about her this way when I had a

girlfriend when sex had now become a chore and not very fulfilling? Not only that, Stacy and I were far opposites. They said opposites attract but in our case that was further from the truth.

eyes snap to mine and my heart leaps. Damn with just one look she has my heart

she tiptoed to try to grasp the book Big emphasis

This time I don’t feel the guilt as my eyes drop to hers. My brows raise

the parking lot and in

to hide in a hole or something else “You know you should try to loosen

she really have to be this beautiful? I sling my arm over her shoulder, pulling her soft warm body to mine. “Come on,” I urge,

literally tugged out of the memory and placed

a little. Dude I‘m so happy you‘re my bestfriend, no one would dare tell or do me shit knowing they‘d face you.” He chuckles. I rolled my eyes. Christian runs

or dare huh? I have a nice dare

brows furrowed.” Dude what the fuck are you on about?” I should’ve gotten used to Ryan by now honestly.He was slowly losing it. “What if I spin the bottle and

shrugged.” I never chicken out of

playing with fire. Why was I now praying for the bottle to land on me? I should definitely sit opposite to him just in case. The memory fades and I‘m now staring up at Ashley. Her cheeks

it bad that I wanted to stay in that memory? I’m harshly pulled out of