Layla’s pov

The bell had just rung when I was fixing my clothes back into place. I winced and squirmed at the uncomfort able feeling of his cum on my pussy, yet, somehow the feel ing was a bit, pleasing.

Welcoming even.

Tyler smirks while looking down at me, his eyes twin kling and his dimple showing.

“Sorry I took part of your lunch time. I’ll pay it back.” He winked while zipping up his jeans quickly.

| sighed and shook my head. “We need to be more careful Tyler. You can’t just grab my hand and pull me into an empty class even though no one was around. You never know who’s lurking around the corner.”

He rolls his eyes. “Are we back to that again? We’re friends, no one will suspect a thing.” He shrugs and dips his head to plant a chaste kiss on my lips.

But we’re not supposed to be friend’s Tyler.

I wanted to say but bit my tongue.

He moans and does another before whispering. “Now stop creasing your forehead pretty nerd, everything’s fine.” He jokes while lifting his fingers up to my forehead to mas sage the skin between my brows. 

| stay muted, completely unmoving as my heart skipped a few beats. Why was he acting this way? 

Did he not know what he was doing to me?

Was this how he normally acts with girls he slept with? If so, then no wonder they always come crawling back to him.

I mean who wouldn’t?

Tyler had the looks, the charm and he definitely knew how to worm his way into anyone’s heart. The guy was the master at his craft and now I was beginning to believe it.

You should guard your heart Layla, before it’s too late. My brain reminds me and I agree with it. It was, after all, the more logical part. Listening to my heart always got me in

trouble.

around.” He kisses my cheek, lingering there for a bit. His actions surprise me

was only an arrangement, why was he kissing

In fact, why was he kissing at all since he already

every girl after he

sec onds just staring at the closed door

I’m walking through the halls, it’s already jammed packed with teenagers who seemed to have for gotten the

of my bag before | head to my next class. I’m speed walking down the hall, a bit confused to hear a bit of loud

one, not even two voices, and

Was there a fight?

blood on my locker, I’m

my footsteps, praying that Tyler’s cum real ly wasn’t going to seep through my panties

to get on that pill as soon

but I surprisingly wasn’t complaining. He felt bet ter while

a good thing given his reputation

did mention that he was always well protected. Which was raising questions in my head. If he did protect himself with those other girls,

I’m supposed to be thinking

reason for me to think about him

lip as I spotted a crowd. It was hard to tell what they were

loud shouts. So no cleaning

range, I

and the

brows pinch as I push past people and finally see them properly. I

of people was facing my locker. And when they saw me, their

like

at me and some laughed while others

squirmed while forcing my eyes to the place

to cry. I want to hide in a shell and never come out. I want to get

I know why everyone was

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