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

shined with so much love that I began to cry. It started as a small sniffle until my entire body shook as I walked over to

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

I was by his side, I stared down at him through a blurry vision. Unlike the last time he was in the hospital, he didn’t have a tube down his throat

an IV attached

opening his arms a little wider. I fall right into them, careful not to

away as I tucked my nose in the crook of his neck and took a whiff of his scent. My tense

his fingers through my hair and kissed my head. After a few minutes of sobbing that felt like hours,

down to soft

clutching the hospital gown they had clothed him in. He chuckles and the sound makes my insides melt. “It was not my fault

to lose you and it was all my fault.”

and literally forcing me on the bed beside him. I tried protesting, afraid that the doctor would come in and kick me out but of course this was Blake and he always had to have his

my memory of you in ninth grade. From then on everything just came all at once and I guess I just blacked out.” He says softly stroking my arm as I

could fit into the tiny 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

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

girls could make their husband fall in love with them all over again but of course I should not

to cry again. There he goes again 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

10 ask him the question “Do you -” I sigh, finding

until I saw his head coming forward, his lips seconds

cliche movie portrays. It feels like it had been forever since we last kissed but it was just merely hours ago.

a hundred percent sure mine showed the same. “I’m sorry it took so long to remember you Ley but now that I have, I

said innocently, cutting him off as I smiled. He chuckles knowing

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