Chapter 21: Chapter 21

Blake's POV

I'd never known myself to be this way with anyone but Rylie was different. Something about me seemed to love seeing her all riled up and knowing I was the cause.

And I guess when she compared me to Sky, I basically lost it. I know the poor guy had done nothing wrong but hearing Rylie say that he was better than me did stuff to me so I did the only thing I could do…

I grabbed the book she was studying and ran.

After she tackled me down with surprising strength, I flipped us over so she had no chance of getting the book.

She tried and tried but I kept the book well out of her reach. She pouted and gave me a mean glare. That was when things went south.

As soon as her eyes met mine, it was as though everything changed. I did became aware of a lot of things, most especially the beautiful brunette lying beneath me.

From her flawless skin to her beautiful brown hair, from her full pink lips to her dark eyes and cute nose, I could go on and on about just how perfect she was…

Not only did she have the prettiest smile I'd ever seen, she scented of chocolate and lilies, a mixture that always caused a flutter in the pit of my stomach.

My eyes flicked over her face appreciatively, her lips, my main area of focus. Subconsciously, I licked my lips.

Right now, I only had one thought in my head and it was to kiss her silly.

There were rules but right now, none of that seemed to matter. The only thing I wanted most in the world right now was the feel of Rylie's lips against mine.

The only question is what would be Rylie's reaction to that. I only just got her to forgive me and the last thing I would want would be to scare her away again and make her angry.

Still, I couldn't bring myself to pull away. My head and reason told me I had to but my heart wanted to relish the warmth of Rylie's body and enjoy being so close to her, at least for now.

And that was what I did. I stayed put, enjoying this moment where only Rylie and I existed and nothing else mattered. It was magical to say the least.

Unfortunately, like all good things, our magical moment eventually came to an abrupt end.

"Uh, are you guys okay?" I heard somebody ask, poking me with their feet.

And just like that, our moment was shattered!

As though coming out of a daze, Rylie shook her head and pushed me off her as though she couldn't get away from me fast enough.

She located her notebook, picked it up and left without a word.

From my place on the floor, I sighed with disappointment. I glanced up at the guy who'd interrupted Rylie and I and groaned, "Thanks a lot, dude. Thanks a bunch."

He shrugged like he didn't mean it before leaving. I watched him leave and thought of going to check on Rylie but on a second thought, I decided it was probably if I left her alone for now.

She probably needed some time alone for now. I only hope I haven't chased her off again and that she'll still agree to the party with me.

Rylie's POV

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" I groaned, palming myself in the forehead as I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.

Truth be told, I had no idea why I was angry at myself.

Was I angry because I did kiss Blake or angry because I almost kissed Blake?

It was all very confusing.

Still I couldn't help the blush that crept into my cheek at the mere thought of the incident.

It was so intense and at the same time, magical. Mere words couldn't quantity how special it'd felt.

Would I be crazy if I said I wish it'd never ended?

We might've never kissed or anything but that moment just staring into each other's eyes was more than enough. It felt more personal and I could feel like we'd formed a connection.

And honestly, I couldn't wait for the party on Friday.

*Friday Night*

"No!… No… Eishh! Definitely not!" I muttered as I flicked through my wardrobe, searching for the perfect outfit to wear for the party.

So far, no outfit seemed to be perfect enough for a party. I realized that it was a regular high school party and any outfit would be okay but a part of me wanted to look special for tonight…not for anyone or something.

"You know you want to look special for Blake," my subconscious taunted.

That is so not true. Why would I care what Blake thinks about my outfit? It's not like I like him or anything... Or do I?

I don't!

I turned back to my closet and began looking through it again. I came across an outfit that would be perfect but it just didn't seem special enough.

Ugh! I groaned, falling on my bed. At this rate, I probably won't be ready for the party when Blake comes to pick me up. Double Ugh!!!

A knock at the door grabbed my attention and before I could even speak, Blake was already in my room.

"Geez Blake! You're supposed to wait for me to tell you to come in. What if I was naked?" I scolded.

"Then I'd be a very lucky guy," he winked.

I rolled my eyes at him and sat up as he sat beside me.

"Why aren't you dressed yet or are you planning on going like this?" he gestured towards my outfit.

"No, I am not planning on going like this, genius."

"Then why aren't you dressed yet?"

I hesitated before answering. "I actually have no idea as to what to wear for the party."

"Why not? Aren't your clothes any good?"

"They are. I just-" I sighed deeply.

"Look Rylie, you don't have to fret. It's just a normal party. Besides, you'll look amazing in anything you wear so it's not really a big deal."

"Really?"

"Yes, of course. So I'll leave you to it for now. There's a plate of chocolate chip cookies that's waiting for me downstairs."

I chuckled as I watched him leave.

He thinks I look amazing in anything I wear. That's so sweet!

Making my way to the closet, I randomly picked an outfit to wear and put it on.

This is nice. I thought to myself, standing in front of the mirror.

I was wearing a black tank top and a pair of high waist jeans. Simple but cute.

Once I was done, I made my way downstairs to meet Blake who was seated in the living room, a plate of my mom's chocolate chip cookies in hand.

As soon as I made him aware of my presence, he turned to me and I watched his eyes widen.

"What? What is it? Is it not good enough?" I asked shakily.

"No no. It's perfect. You look beautiful!"

I felt a small blush creep into my cheek.

"Shall we?" he asked, extending an arm towards me.

Placing my arm in his, I replied, "We shall."

Just before we left, I informed my mom that we were leaving.

"Okay honey. Be safe and don't you guys stay out too late."

"Sure thing, Mrs. Myers," Blake remarked.

"For the last time, Blake, it's Janice to you."

"Okay, Janice. We'll be on our way now," Blake said, holding the door open for me.

"Of course."

He led me to the car and once I was in, he got in as well and drove off.

"Next stop, Logan's party."

I couldn't help but wince on hearing the name. Don't fret, Rylie. Just breathe. It'll be fine. The party will be fine. You have nothing to worry about.

•••

We walked into Logan's home and I found that most of the things still looked the same. Then again, it'd only been a few months.

Oh, the memories being here brought back. Could I do this? Everything seemed to be happening so fast.

Involuntarily, I tightened my grip on Blake's hand which I'd been holding since we got out of the car.

"Rylie, don't worry. You'll be fine," Blake whispered into my ears reassuringly.

I smiled. He really did get me.

"Come on! Let's go meet the host of the party," he yelled at me because of the noise.

We made our way through the crowd of dancing teens and to the basement.

Just as we got to the door, I turned to Blake and told him I needed to go to the bathroom.

I could tell he wanted to say something but he didn't. I turned to make my way to the bathroom when Blake reminded me that he hadn't even told me where the bathroom was.

"Oh right," I nervously chuckled.

Blake arched an eyebrow at me as he told me the direction of the bathroom. I nodded and made my way there.

While on my way there, it amazed me the number of teens who were making out. They were everywhere and I couldn't wait to get away from all of it.

When I eventually arrived in the bathroom, I stumbled upon a sight that made my jaw drop.

"Oh. Em. Gee." was all I could say, staring at the sight in front of me...