Me and Blake Weatherly

Chapter 60

Blake's cousins' last names aren't Weatherly. It's Stansell. Remember, Leslie (Blake's aunt) is married to Jeff, their dad of course, which happens to be Blake's uncle (not biologically). Glad you guys are liking the chapter! & okay, yeah, sure. I'll do a POV for Blake's part in 'Seven minutes in heaven'. Haha.

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Blake's POV of Seven minutes in Heaven.

"Spin it, Cloe." Tess said, a huge grin on her face. I sat at a huge glass table beside some girl that was completely gazing at me, and it was freaking me out. When does this game end? We've been playing this for a little longer than I expected. I ignored the loud music flooding in my ears. Cloe squealed, spinning the bottle and keeping her fingers crossed. Once it landed on some random guy, he smirked at her. Cloe stared at him. Tess cleared her throat obviously and tapped her finger on the bottle, pushing it just a little so it would aim...at me. Shocker. "Oh, would you look at that?" Tess said while grinning at both me and Cloe. "It's your lucky day, Cloe. Have fun." She winked at me and I sighed.

"You're forgetting that I have a girlfriend." I mentioned in annoyance.

Tess rolled her eyes, "That's not a good enough excuse to escape this one, Blake. Plus, the purpose of this game is to do whatever you want with a random person. Whether you're single or not. You're leaving the world for a just a few minutes to do anything with a girl. And plus, she's hot." She pointed to Cloe and she smiled at her. She turned back to me, "I could've let you take that girl that had gas. But luckily she left the party before she got a chance to spin."

People that were watching us play started cheering me on, and I rolled my eyes. Cloe held her hand out to me, smiling. I stood up from the table and I took her hand. People started cheering and clapping even louder from the moment we walked over to the closet and closed it. It wasn't completely dark inside, there was just enough light for us to see each other, but the closet was pretty small. Cloe smiled seductively at me while putting on lip balm. I could smell it. It had this vanilla scent to it.

"I've been waiting for this for like, ever." She said, stepping close to me.

I chuckled in disbelief and turned away.

"What's wrong?" She said.

"I don't...like you. Not like that, anyway."

She started laughing, "You don't have to like me. The purpose of this game is just to-"

"I know the purpose of the game, alright?" I snapped at her. "It's supposed to be done out of fun. Whatever. But even I can't do that when I'm with someone already. I'd feel completely wrong if I did it and I'm not gonna treat my girlfriend like that. It wouldn't be fair."

Cloe's face sunk, and she backed against a wall, sliding down and sitting on the floor. "But...it's supposed to be just a game?" She sounded like she was questioning it more than stating it.

"I know. But I don't care."

She sighed and rolled her eyes at me. "Fine. So do you want to just get the hell out of here and tell everyone you chickened out?"

I gave her a glare and sat down in front of her, "If it means so much to you, why don't we just pretend we did stuff?"

"What do you mean?" She still had a little attitude in her voice.

"Come out looking like a complete sex mess. Everyone will think we did something and then they'll leave me alone and I can get back to my girlfriend again."