Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste Chapter 117

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Ashley’s pov

When I had been nervously biting my nails and shaking my feet, I was praying for this moment to come. To see him awake, to be beside him, knowing that he was alright.

But now staring at the door where just one push of my hands I will see him, made me more nervous than the wait. I have no idea what to expect. Will he act differently than the last time we were in the hospital? Will he act distant? And the bigger question. Does he now remember

me?

It was fucking nerve-racking, something that wasn’t at all good for the baby. Sighing while staring at the door, I brought my hands to rest on my belly.

“Wish me luck in seeing your dad. Hopefully he remembers me this time.” I rubbed my still flat stomach and for a few seconds I ponder if there really was a baby in there. But as I rubbed lower I could feel a tiny bump that I didn’t realize before and that set my mind at ease.

I need to go for a checkup just to be sure. Now enough of the prolonging and enter the damn room. I’ve come to the realization that my conscience was a raging bitch but then again she was me.

I wrap my fingers around the doorknob and notice how they slightly tremble in nerves. Sucking in a much needed breath I twisted the knob and pushed it open, slowly at first then all the way.

My heart leaps when he’s already facing me, like he already knew I was there, waiting behind the door, scared beyond imagination for his reaction. His blue eyes, as they stared at me intently from where he lay in bed, gleamed with something that it had been missing for days.

I smiled shyly, nervous but tried to swallow it down as I closed the door behind me with a soft dick His eyes followed my nervous actions and he smiles. “Hey bambina. What took you so long?”

Barnbina 6

My heart stops for a second, and my brain goes on autopilot. It had been so long that my brain refused to admit that he called me it I looked at him like what I presume as a deer caught in headlights. The saying was so chiche yet it described what was happening here right now so perfectly

began to cry. It started as a small sniffle until my entire body

Maybe it was the horinones or maybe I was just lucking happy that he actually wasn’t dead either way all I wanted

him through a blurry vision. Unlike the last time he was in the hospital, he didn’t have a tube

IV attached to

right now and grins. “Well, what are you waiting for bambina?” He teased, opening his arms a little wider. I fall right into them, careful not to be too rough or drop my weight down

nose in the crook of his neck and took a whiff of his scent. My tense body literally melted into butter

seem to mind, only brushed his fingers through my hair and kissed my head. After a

to soft

do that shit again.” I grumble clutching the hospital gown they had clothed him in. He chuckles and the sound makes my insides

going to lose you and it

that the doctor would come in and kick me out but of course this was Blake and he

and face covered in eggs would trigger my memory of you in ninth grade. From then on everything

bed with him being huge and all compared to me. But I guess it helped that I was lying on my side and with one of my legs crossed over his. If anyone walked in on us like this I’d surely get an earful, no

from his neck, tilting my head to look at him. The question I had been wanting to ask from the moment I entered is on the tip of my tongue but I was terrified to know

fall in love with them all over again but of course I

calling me bambina, a name he hasn’t called mne in weeks. He always switched between calling me Ley and bambina but ever since he lost

the question “Do you -” I sigh, finding it a bit difficult to let the words out “Do you remember

his head coming forward, his lips seconds away from kissing me My eyes

feels like electricity and the second just makes me feel the fireworks every cliche movie portrays. It feels like it had been forever since we last kissed but it was just merely hours ago. But before things get heated like it always did he pulls away slowly and we

have, I am never letting you go no matter what life throws at us again. I’m

said innocently, cutting him

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