The Guy I fell Inlove with is My BFF's Boyfriend

Chapter Twelve

Wow, I've been gone for a long time. Vacation is taking all of my time. So here's Chapter Twelve, and I'm sorry for the wait.

Thank you once again for all of you whose reading my story, it's not that good, I know. But I have 799 reader now, wow. Didn't expect that, so I hope you enjoy!

Spare me a vote, please.

xo, Blair.

Chapter Twelve

Aubrey’s POV

[This is her POV from the morning ride, just half of it, though.]

I can’t believe my own eyes when I saw Myles seating at the very back seat of the black van that I’m about to ride. Since I opened the door of the van, all I had been doing was stare at him. Last time I saw him, his hair was cut short. But now, his hair is kinda long, hanging through his eyes. And it’s curly. I always wanted a curly guy. Although he’s seating and I can barely see his body, I know he had grown some muscles, I can tell by his broad shoulders.

My eyes traveled to his lips. Those luscious red lips. The first lips I ever tasted. Does it still feel the same? Taste the same? Oh, God. I looked into his eyes and found the familiar warm blue eyes.

Upon realizing that he’s staring at me, I shook my head and looked away—embarrassed. My eyes landed on Olivia and she said with a teasing smile, “You know, you’ve been standing there for quite a long time now.”

“W-what?” I stuttered and I can really feel myself heating up. I’d be surprise if it’s not red, because I’m pretty damn well sure it is.

“What can I say, I’m very good looking. Were your eyes satisfied?” Myles asked me with a lopsided smile.

Oh, God! NOT that smile! It’s melting me and I don’t know how to act about it.

Saved by Shane, with an amused voice he said, “Hop in; you two are seatmates for the day so it’ll be easy for the next two to be seated.” So I did. There is some space between us and I don’t know why, but I can feel heat radiating from his body. I peaked at him and he’s looking at me. “That’s Max by the way; a friend of mine.”

MAX WHAT?!

“M-max?” I asked confused.

“Yeah, my name is Maxime, beautiful lady. But call me, Max.” Myles or Maxime said. I feel dizzy and confused. Did he just say I’m beautiful? Okay. More blush. But did he just say Maxime is his name? Could he be not Myles? Or did I just found out that he lied to me about his name last summer?

So probably he doesn’t remember me. I can’t breathe normally and I feel like someone just pinched by heart. I’ve been longing to see him, touch him, hug him and most of all kiss him senseless ever since the day I came back from Cuba. The best summer of my life and he seems not to remember me or any of it. He even lied to me about his name. What about the things that happened to Cuba? Was it all lies, too? A game? I can feel the ache in my heart spreading, covering my whole heart including my lungs.

I felt betrayed.

And this is the first time I felt it, with a boy I love.

In fact, he’s my first love.

But now, I don’t know anymore. But one thing’s for sure. I’m going to find out tonight.

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