Chapter 13
I look around, noticing the astonishment on everyone’s 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.
“Holy shit! That was hot!” 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 couldn’t help but feel guilty. Why you may ask. Well it’s the blonde girl currently beyond furious.
“In fact it was more than two minutes. ” 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. “It was just a dare Stacy get over it.”
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.
“Then 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.” Her words are lethal, meant to hurt.
Her eyes then narrow. “Do you have feelings for her?” Her face has a nasty scowl as she points at me.
Blake drags a hand down his face in frustration. “I can’t do this right now.”
She looks ready to argue but the guy from earlier cuts her off. “Well this has been fun.” He says standing up and clapping his hands. “But now that things are heating up I think we should end the game here.”
Couldn’t he end the game before Ryan made that stupid dare? That would’ve 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. “Can we go home now?”
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.
“I’m coming with you guys.Wait for me outside.” Blake says. My heart leaps but I refuse to turn around and kept on walking. I hear Stacy’s whine of protest. I couldn’t blame her for being upset.
Out of Blake’s earshot now I reach over and pinch the skin of Ryan’s arm. He hisses, turning around to glare at me. “Did you really have to come up with that dare?” 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 wasn’t right.
Ryan snorts before continuing to walk ahead. “Oh little Ash, stop acting like you hated it. Especially not with the way you guys were making out. I think I should’ve done it sooner even. You wanted this.” He says over the music.
My eyes dart around, trying to see if anyone was listening to our conversation. We push pa*s 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 wasn’t mine.
We reach beside his car and Ryan sits down on the hood. It’s 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 couldn’t see I let them fall as we waited for Blake.
“What’s wrong?” Ryan rushes out.
“How did you know?” I ask. I sniffle before wiping under my eyes. I couldn’t afford to let Blake see me cry. I turn to Ryan.
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