Layla’s pov

There was a loud banging sound that rouse me awake. It was a Saturday morning, early morning.

The sun was already peeking through the cracks of the curtains. But the sun wasn’t the usual scorch of the afternoon sun, it was the slight brush of morning.

Saturday morning…..

Oh. My first day babysitting Daff!

I’m rather thankful for that disturbance in my sleep. If it hadn’t roused me awake I’d no doubt miss half the day sleeping judging by how exhausted my body currently still felt.

And what had caused the exhaustion….

I lifted myself on my elbows and looked down at my phone. A furious blush no doubt hotter than the morning sun kissed my cheeks as I remember what happened last night.

Tyler.

Moaning.

Grunting.

Cumming.

I had fallen asleep. I groan lowly in embarrassment. Had I truly fallen asleep after I had come

Judging by the yawn that fluttered out of my mouth and the sleep lines I could feel on my cheek, then yes, I indeed had fallen asleep. How humiliating..

I cupped my cheeks looking down at my cracked phone. Gosh, I can’t believe who I had been last night. Yes, who I had been, because surely the person last night did not feel like me.

like how I’d normally act. I was like one of my…characters. Those desperate to get

rose off the bed, completely aware that I was still bare. I walked to my closet

my bed, picking up my phone. Biting into my lower lip, I

remember if we did set a time

having me thinking he

I opened the text.

nine so can you

the time and a bit shaky

heart strangely skipping as I see that he was typing. Then he stops and

somehow. Which was

I shouldn’t feel disappointed at all by his vague replies and the way he didn’t acknowledge what happened

was clear that this was nothing but

my bed after reading the time. It was only seven thirty, which gave me enough time to clean the kitchen and living room like I

me enough time to have

so hungry but I

water wash out

the sting in my eyes as I wondered how much longer will I

walked to the fridge, in little hope that perhaps God had seen what I had been going through and had magically placed an apple or two

fridge empty except for a couple of

“Good morning dollface.”

the door of the fridge harshly, my back stiffening as I

and turned

hell are you doing!?” I sneered, glaring at him as I backed away from him. Again with his

then again I was backing away to some

frame and I

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