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.

wrong!?” Tiffany gasped reaching out for me and skimming her eyes over my face. Her eyes are deep with worry

| whispered, my throat tight. I wanted to cry all over again. The tears

as if the windows of my soul would tell her or

She asked

such a dick.” I said

tighten and she pressed me

My lips wobble and then I began to cry when her

he do?” She whispered, her soft voice

fucking her Tif.” | nearly vomited when those words slip out my mouth like

the way she purred out his

and upsetting. I hated her. And I

sleep with someone

Was he enjoying himself…..

disappointed in myself for where my thoughts

a couple of sec onds, she just stood there staring at me with her mouth part ed and her gaze

a stunned gasp as if she hadn’t quite

and whispered again. “I found him with some girl in the bathroom, she was moaning out his

even more which I was surprised

my throat hurt. Oh I wish I was kidding Tiffany. I really wish I

literally confirmed by getting out of the stall and had the nerve to look guilty and shocked when I caught him. Such a dick.” |

he didn’t look like he’d actually do

while I try to stop from feeling pity for

hopes up for him, I would surely have been more

this hurt

I didn’t allow him to

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