Layla’s pov

I know I have tears flowing down my cheeks as I rush back to the library. I don’t feel like staying here and don’t want to see him in the halls anymore.

I knew that there was a huge possibility that we would cross paths.

I brush my hands through my hair. But if I decide to leave I’d show him that what he did affects me.

And God, even though it shouldn’t have, it did. I felt like my heart was tearing apart which made me know that I had indeed fallen for him.

I’m not sure when it happened or why. I just know those feelings were not anything that could stop anytime soon.

 

I entered the library, wiping under my eyes. Some part of me wanted him to follow me, some part didn’t want him to

see how much of a mess he made me.

| told him I didn’t want him for myself, and him seeing those tears run down my cheeks showed my true feelings.

I wanted to smack my own head for being so stupid. How can I say something and yet act another way?

I told him he was nothing but a manwhore and he showed me that he was. I shouldn’t be surprised. I shouldn’t have re acted the way I did.

| strut back over to Tiffany whose head is down and busy

jotting down on the paper. When she lifts her head, her eyes peer up at my face and her brows knot quickly.

The pen falls on the paper and she reacted quickly by pushing off the chair and getting beside me before I could sit down.

Tiffany gasped reaching out for me and skimming her eyes over my face. Her eyes are deep with worry and her face showed

over again. The tears building

the windows of my soul would tell her or at least give her

asked

I said again, my bottom lip

she pressed me

My lips wobble and then I began to cry when her eyes shift

he do?” She whispered, her soft voice trying

girl in the bathroom. He was fucking her Tif.” | nearly vomited when those words slip out

her moans and the

disgusting and upsetting. I hated her.

with

Was he enjoying himself…..

disappointed in myself for where my thoughts have

just stood there staring at

she let out a stunned gasp as if she

shook my head and whispered again. “I found him with some girl in the bathroom, she was

which I was surprised they could

shook my head and snorted even though my throat hurt. Oh I wish I was kidding Tiffany.

of the stall and had the nerve to look guilty and shocked when I caught him. Such a dick.” | sneered and moved away from her to walk to the chair I was sitting on before I went to

he didn’t look like he’d

the chair and rubbed my forehead while I try to stop from

was. Thank God I didn’t keep my hopes up for him,

this

didn’t allow

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