Casual Turned Special

I woke up to a slight tapping of a hand on my face."Maddy? Maddy?"Blake whispered."What?" I groggily answered."I have to go," guilt is written all over his face. I slightly opened my eyes a little more and my brows furrowed Why does he always act this way every time he has to leave me in the morning? This guy can be so sweet sometimes."You always do that," I act as if I'm mad, just to mess with him, pouting my lips. "Come on, don't be like that," he touches the curve of my waist above the cover. I giggled, "I'm kidding. You're so gullible sometimes, you know?""Because you're always mean to me!" He laughed, showing his full white set of teeth. Opening my eyes further, I assessed

Blake can be closed off too, just like me. But he's closer to his emotions than I am. He may not be doing it on purpose, but he does wear his heart on his sleeve.Wanting to know more about his past, I started asking questions. "Hey, you never told me how your parents took the whole fiasco." Blake giggled silently, moved his eyes, and focus on his feet, as he recalled his parents' reaction to his fiancee cheating on him. He let out a heavy sigh and started telling the story, "Of course, they were mad. Their reputation, name, and son were disgraced. They loved Bianca like their own. They were as hurt as I was.""Well, you were sleeping with her. Your pain was definitely way deeper than theirs," I failed at making a snarky r

I've been avoiding Blake for a week now.I can't explain why I'm feeling different towards him. I have a theory in mind but I still refuse to entertain such a thought. I can't let my feelings ruin what we have. I can't let feelings ruin me ever again.It's Saturday and I'm currently at a baking class. Blake has texted me five times today about my whereabouts. Not texting him back has been eating my conscience. Maybe he just needs some company after being at his parents' house for two weeks. Memories of him and his ex-girlfriend at that house must have affected him. He was asked to come back that morning after he came rushing to my apartment just because I no longer replied. This will explain his behavior lately. Giving in to my guilt, I finally texted him.I'm

I'm falling.— hard and fast.I can't and I won't ruin what I have with Blake.We're both broken, we both know it even though we've tried convincing each other that we're not. It's like telling your friend that she looks pretty in that dress, even if she doesn't.Mixing emotions into our situation would probably end up in a big mess. As of the moment, Blake Garette plays a big part in my life. He's my very good friend. I've learned to depend on him, and it's possible that the feeling is mutual.What will happen if I confess? Would he feel the same? My biggest fear is that he'd feel awkward about it and slowly drift away. He told me a few times before that he has stopped playing

Blake decided he didn't want to talk to me.I must have hurt him so much. It's been more than a week and I think I can't wait for him anymore. I wanted to tell him before I go to the doctor and see how far along I am. I rub my stomach, trying to find comfort from my unborn child."It's okay, baby, we can get through this."I'm currently sitting on my sofa, craving beer. Instead, I'm sipping on some fresh juice that Chelsea got me. This will take so much of getting used to. I should just go to the doctor. I don't know why I'm putting so much emotion into this. To hell with him!I've been thinking too much about making this announcement a big deal! This is why I hate emotions! It makes people irrational. Feeling so hormonal, I took out