Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
I set the tray down on one of the vacant lunch  tables and sat down on the wooden bench. It was  in the far corner, different from sitting in the  center with Blake and Ryan. 
I fix the gla*ses on the bridge of my nose then  outstretch my hands to grab one of the burgers.  My fingers push into the soft buns as I bring it to  my mouth. 

“Jeez Ashley I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” 
I freeze with my mouth parted on the burger. Then  relaxed when I realized that it was Ryan. His  auburn hair looks wild, like he had run his hands  through his hair many times. 
He plants himself on the  chair opposite to mine.  Setting his tray down he cringes while poking a  fork into what I presume was macaroni and  cheese. 
“Why didn’t you sit where we normally sat?” Ryan  asks as he pushes a forkful of macaroni in his  mouth. 
I bite into the burger, relishing in the taste. I  shrugged. Ryan rolls his eyes before dropping the  fork on the tray. He crosses his arms over his  chest and raises a thick brow in question. “Mind  telling me what’s wrong with you today?” 
I swallowed and place the burger down. I sighed  when he waited for my answer. “Do you still feel  nauseous-“ Ashley, his  eyes soften drastically. “It’s him isn’t it?” He my lip and tear my eyes away from the everyone.” I mumble not  feeling hungry anymore. “Don’t act like you  haven’t heard gives a F*ck about those stupid  rumors? We all know 
the rage had almost  overpowered it. “Look, I’m the cause of all this. If I  hadn’t made Ashley, this is my 
her best friend that is taken. I  feel bad that I enjoyed kissing him knowing he was  with Stacy. I’m the laughing stock of the entire  school.” I say softly not having 

you  kissed him Ashley. Look, I didn’t make that dare  only to benefit you, I did it for Blake too. And as  for Stacy, it  benefiting Blake? He probably hates me him a  headache. “I don’t see what’s so difficult to see  here. You  sentence and pushes a forkful of macaroni in his  mouth to not answer Blake’s pending question. I  stiffen feeling his looming presence 
at the sudden tingling  in between my legs. The tiny hairs on his arm  brushes against my smooth skin, leaving 
sets his tray down on the table. I could feel his  burning eyes on me, feel the way it heated up my  body. I voice sends pleasurable  shocks through my body. ” I wasn’t avoiding you.” then why were you running away from  me?” He 
When I don’t answer he breathes out a sigh. “Ley  we need to talk eventually.” He mumbles. “We  need to talk about what’s going on between us.” 
Between us. I always wanted to hear those words, I prayed to hear them one day. But hearing them  now didn’t feel right, not when he was still taken.  It all just made me feel more of a slut. 
“There’s nothing going on between us Blake, it was  just a dare remember? “ 
Finally getting the courage to look at him, I stared  into those blue eyes that 
always seemed to make  my heart skip a beat. “Please don’t feed those  rumors more Blake. ” I pleaded. 
He needed to see that I’d only cause problems for  him, a handsome guy like him could have any girl  he wanted. So who was I to satisfy him? I 
know  Blake like the back of my hand and he wouldn’t  settle down for a book nerd like me. 
“I don’t give a F*ck about rumors Ley!” He roars.  Of course he doesn’t. He isn’t on the receiving end  of those malicious words. 

My nostrils flared in anger. “You may not care  about the rumors but I do! I do not want to be  cla*sified as the school’s slut just because I was  dared to kiss you!” I hissed and got up. 
All I saw was red as I walked away from the table,  not caring that he was calling after me. He  wouldn’t understand how I felt when I heard the  rumors, he never will. He was after all the school’s  heartthrob, he’d never look bad to anyone. 
I trudge to the bathroom, the only place I could be  alone for now. Everyone was busy eating lunch or  doing god knows what, so luckily the bathroom  was empty. 
I slammed the door to the bathroom roughly and  sighed, walking over to the stall. But the quietness  doesn’t last long. The door suddenly opens and the  presence of someone comes behind me. 
“You’re not getting away from me this time. Not  until we talk.” Blake declares, the door closing  behind him with a soft thud.