Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 8

Layla’s pov

“Mind telling me the street address of your house?” He asked after he starts the car.

I stayed silent for a few moments, contemplating if to tell him or not. I didn’t want Tyler to catch a glimpse of my house. As much as it pained me to admit. I was embarrassed by the house I grew up in.

It was never one to stand out amongst the other houses. If it did, it surely wasn’t because it screamed beauty, but the opposite. It stuck out like a sour thumb.

With the white paint chipping on the woods, the four stairs leading to the house ready to collapse under any weight and the door that would haunt anyone who so much as looked at it. My house looked more like a haunted house and not one you’d see on the first page of a home decor magazine.

So I lied and said a completely different street that was at least a five-minute walk to my house.

I felt his eyes on me, burning with a look of curiosity but I ignored him and kept my gaze forward. A few minutes into the drive, Tyler reaches over and fumbles with the radio.

Then a loud rap song blasted through the radio. My ears rang and my teeth grit.

How can boys possibly like stuff like that?

You can barely understand a word the rapper was spitting out.

I turn to Tyler, scowling when I noticed he was bobbing his head to the song. “Can you low this down please?” I yelled over the music.

Tyler looks at me from the corner of his eyes and furrowed his brows. “Did you say something?”

I nodded. “Yes. Can you lower the volume?” I yelled a little louder.

Tyler looks at me lost and confused. Rolling my eyes I decided to take matters into my own hands and lowed down the music.

“Hey!” Tyler grumbled displeased.

“It was too high Tyler. How can you possibly listen to a song so loud as this? My eardrums were about to explode!” || snapped.

He turns to stare at me for a second then turns back to the road. “Could’ve just asked for me to low it down if it was bothering you that much.” He grumbles lowly.

eyes at the boy the girls in the school were ‘dying’ for.

did ask you. And

didn’t hear you.”

it was too loud!”

can someone stay in a room with this guy for more

miracle I tell

finally slows down after I tell him that’s my stop. He stopped

stop fully. My hands were already on the door handle ready to open it

“Wait,” Tyler says.

I froze.

he want

came to talk to you on the bleachers

turn to him. “What happened

guess not

“You threw up on

moving my arm out from his grasp. “Okay I remember, no need to make

that he was successfully

I supposed to pay for damaging your expensive clothes?” I

before he let the bottom lip go. “Hmm. You

for any twitch of emotion that would let

again.” I didn’t say you will

stiffen, my blood running cold.

do you mean?” I asked turning to

on Saturdays?” He

“Why?”

a job you can do to pay me back.” He smirks,

narrowed my eyes. “What job are you

the mayor of this town and I’d definitely not want to be on Tyler’s bad side. If I refuse to work to pay for his damaged clothes. Will he

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