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Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57 - Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste 
My vision is blurry as I ran out of the school. I didn’t know  where I was heading all I knew was that I needed to get out of  here. My stomach churn in unease when I hear him, still behind  me, close. 

I feel his fingers wrap around my upper arm and turn me to face  him. I stumble into his chest, my heart racing as I cried. I was  losing him. 
“Ley please.” His voice is pleading as he hugs me to him. 
I only managed a sob. I shake my head, flatten my palms on his  chest and push. He does not budge. 
“What she said is not true Ley. I would never do this to you. I  love you too much to ruin something so good, something I’ve  been wanting my entire life.” Blake’s voice cracks. 
” She’s pregnant for you Blake. She’s expecting your kid.” I  mumble on his shirt. My tears had now soaked through the  white material. 
I feel him tensed up. “We do not know that for sure Ashley. For  all we know she could be lying. F*cking hell I have never slept  with her without using protection. Not the same when I’m with  you. I have only gone bare with you Ley, no other girl.” 
wouldn’t  matter if you were protected, she still could’ve gotten pregnant  if the condom broke. If you really were drunk the night 
There was no way of the possibility of my cum entering her. I  have never been drunk to the point that I forgot to put a  condom on.” He states pulling away to look don’t like to see you cry Ley. It F*cking  up to wipe my tears with the pad of his thumb. “You  should 
“What the F*ck?” He asked 
look up at him. His beautiful  eyes, his lips that always had me begging for more, 
things through. And he needed  to think about what he was going to do about the news. We  needed space away from each other to sort 
try to sort out y’all problems. I do not want to  get in y’all way. I need you to think clearly about your next  move, you can’t do that if you’re thinking about my best  interest. You need to think about you right now, not me.” I feel  my lower lip tremble as I resist a 


tear up  as if he were in pain. “What are you saying Ashley?” He asked in  breaks when I let those words slip pa*s my lips. “We  stares at me like I had grown  two heads overnight. He shakes his head. 
we need space to think clearly.” I cut him off with  a looks like he was just shot 
will get in between us. We would fight every battle together?  Huh Ley? So you’re just going to give up on us like that?” He 
I squirm under his glare and hugged myself more firmly. “I did  not say I was giving up on us.” I uttered honestly and clenched  my fist. “I just need time to think.” I sighed. I really did, my head  was hurting to the point that I wanted to rip it off my body. 
There was no way that I’d give up on Blake, I loved him too  much. But he needed space to think about what he’d do and so  did I. I cannot make his decision for him and I knew he’d go  with anything to please me. This is why we needed the break to  clear our thoughts. 
He needs to see things for his own. Whatever he does next I’d  support him. No matter if he leaves me for Stacy to marry her,  so they’d be one happy family. It would hurt like a bitch but I  just want him to be happy. That is all I want. 
He scans my features and his eyes grow hard. “Is that what you  want?” 
I nod seeming to lose my voice. He gulps and nods. “Okay if  that is what you want.” He turns around and starts walking back 
to the front doors of the school. He stops at the entrance, his  hands on the handle. 
He turns his head to stare at me, his features in pain. “I love you  Ley, always, remember that.” Was the last thing he said before  disappearing inside the school. 
“I love you too Blake. No matter what you choose to do, I will  always love you.” I whispered. 

I had no intentions of going back inside. I felt sick to my  stomach and I really wasn’t in the mood for another cla*s. So as  the bell rang to signal the end of lunch, I walked home. 

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