Me and Blake Weatherly

Chapter 34

'Cause tonight will be the night that I will fall for you. Over again...don't make me change my mind. I won't live to see another day, I swear it's true. Cause a girl like you's impossible to find. You're impossible to find.

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Blake's POV

*The next morning*

I woke up slowly to soft light. I was in Central Park still, with Denny laying beside me, her hand on my arm while she was still sleeping. I looked around for a couple of seconds and carefully took her hand off of me. Once I did, I got up slowly and took in my surroundings. I...did it. With her...

I promised her mom that I wouldn't pull anything funny, I assured her I wouldn't. And I broke that promise. I could hear a bunch of kids and people talking a distance away in the park, and as soon as I turned around, I noticed Denny sitting up. Her mascara and eyeliner was smudged gently around the bottom of her eyelids, and her hair was messy. Her cardigan was still laying motionlessly around a bush, and I zipped her dress back up for her from the moment we stopped...you know. She yawned and stretched, sending me an extremely soft smile shortly after. I smiled back, feeling sort of uneasy. I don't know, I felt like...it was almost wrong to have sex with her. I don't know why I felt that way but I just felt guilty.

As soon as we packed up our things and reloaded them back into the hummer, we both left Central Park. We both said nothing to each other the whole time. I drove in silence, watching her from the corner of my eye at times. She was watching the road as well, her hands neatly on her lap. Her dress looked a little wrinkled, which sort of worried me. Girls leaving their Boyfriends the next morning with messy hair and clothes could make parents suspicious, and I didn't want Deniella's parents to be suspicious, even if we did do what they'd be suspicious about. At least I used protection. I sort of bought a condom with me just in case, and it was only because Logan kept trying to argue with me about bringing one before I went to pick her up, so I took it so he could finally shut up and leave me alone. I pulled the condom out before I got so caught up into the moment that I'd just forget to wear it.

As soon as I stopped at a red traffic light, I turned to Denny. She watched me for a couple of seconds, still smiling weakly. I couldn't help but to force a smile and say in a whisper, "You look cute."

She mouthed the words 'Thank you' and her smile widened at me. She responded weakly, as if she was in some sort of pain somewhere. While I was driving with my left hand, I used my right one and laid it on top of her hands that sat on her lap elegantly. She smiled at me again, and I smiled, too. I don't know why we kept smiling at each other. I guess what we did last night definitely proved our feelings for one another. I'm not the one to go into detail about moments like that but it felt different doing it with another girl for once. When Allison and I would do it, it felt meaningless and usual. With Denny, it felt sweet and intoxicating simultaneously. As soon as we pulled up to my house, she turned to me in confusion.

"Do you think you could change back into your other clothes and do your hair?" I asked her seriously.

She gave me a curious look and opened her mouth hesitantly, "Um...yeah. Sure."

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Original POV: Denny

I put my dress and silver sandals in the box this time, wearing my outfit that I was wearing to begin with before I left to Central Park last night. I was in Blake's mom's bathroom, changing my clothes and brushing my teeth with a spare toothbrush Blake or his mom never used. Blake was in his bathroom getting cleaned up, too. We were sort of being quiet to one another the whole morning, not saying anything. I guess it was because of our new mode of comfortable silence that we shared. It wasn't a shy type of silence, it was just...natural, I guess.