Ashleys pov 

It was not easy. No it definitely wasnt

1 stared nervously at Blake who sat across the counter. He wore a grey hoodie and grey sweats as he sat on a stool. He had his elbows on the counter while pressing his hands to his face

He had just woken up, told me morning and had sat there for more than a minute exactly like this. Maybe he was waiting for me to make breakfast. I cleared my throat. It was time to put my plans into action

Youre hungry right?I asked and cleared my throat again when I thought I sounded a bit too high pitched. I was terrified of being rejected

He moves his hands away from his face and stared at me like I was an alien. Well judging by how its morning and I havent eaten since yesterday afternoon then yes I am hungry.He states

I cringe inwardly. I had not made dinner for him lastnight, or myself. Crap this was not how I win over his heart again. He must be angry at me for leaving him hungry.

Sorry I didnt make dinner lastnight, I was” 

Crying?He cuts me off with a raised brow

His blue eyes travel from my eyes down to my lips then back to my eyes again. Something flickers again behind the blank look in his eyes but yet again I am too slow to read it.

My cheeks heated up with an embarrassing blush. How did you?I drew out. I lift to tuck my messy hair behind my ear

heard you.” He says staring at me.

not very quiet when you

eyes down to stare

He was trying to ease the awkward tension. Loved. I try not

a smile, giggling slightly. It made him crack a tiny smile also, “Well you didn‘t love when I cried, said it hurt you. But you did love

before he turns away. “Sorry I didn‘t mean to say that. It‘s a bad habit for us to tease

and I spot a tinge of red crawl up

of him.Slow Ashley, take things slow. I nodded and smiled

honesty

or that I have been giving you a bad time from the moment I woke up from the conna Ii‘s just that, I don‘t larow who I am anymore. It feels like I‘m missing a

that I made you cry.” He apologizes then cracks a sinile ” You were right about me not liking when you cry. I

to try and

your fault. I‘ve been emotional

breakfast? I know a great diner we loved to go to when we were teenagers. They make the best burgers. Maybe it could bring back

me in confusion. “Burgers for breakfast? Which diner is that?” He

there in the morning. You don‘t remember it?” I asked a bit saddened. This was

“No, I remember always eating breakfast with my parents. I don‘t remember a diner at all. Austin would always come over at

I sucked my lips between my teeth. It was like

his lips. “I

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