Layla’s pov

“Okay before you say anything, I agreed because | thought you’d not be mad. Clearly, I wasn’t thinking

“Tiffany just spit it out.” I huffed with impatience. Why was she beating around the bush? Was what she really about to tell me upset me that much?

She looks away from me and sighs heavily. “I agree with you Tyler is a huge dick and I currently hate him

| send her an impatient glare and she rushes out. “But I got invited to a party by his best friend and I don’t want to go alone. Obviously, Tyler would be there and I know that he just broke your heart but I really don’t want to go alone

“He didn’t break my heart.” | gritted out and cut her off.

 

“And I don’t like parties Tiffany and you of all people should know that,” I said looking at her annoyed. She was crazy to think I’ll want to be anywhere close to Tyler any time soon.

Especially with what happened today. I don’t think I’ll ever want to look at him. Much less be in his presence.

That would probably serve me good seeing as I would need to get over him and quickly. Not being in his presence would surely help.

Sure I’d definitely see him in the halls but if I could just ig nore him…..

Tiffany winced and pouted. “I know Lai but Brett is finally giving me the attention I wanted and I want to really go. But dad would definitely not make me go alone and would trust me more if you tag along…..”

| pinched my lips together. She was definitely guilt trip ping me. I looked at her and saw her pouty lips and sighed heavily.

This was her dream and now that Brett had finally given her the time of day she’d not want anything to screw that up. And neither do I want to be the one to screw it up for her.

Not because Tyler screwed up and hurt me means | should also screw up the relationship my best friend had been asking for so long……

rack my brain for a way to get away

visible excitement when she heard my words and I nearly rolled my eyes at

condition.” I started with my eyes narrowing

nods quickly for me to

and

and she shows me her palm. “Done. I hate the asshole too for hurting you so why would I even try to make you forgive a douche like

at her for a couple of seconds, gauging to see if her features would give me something

asked not even feeling up

Brett was, Tyler was mere feet

It’s a pre-game party before the game this Friday. It’s at one of the footballer’s place and I may get my dad to sponsor us a

wasn’t the party itself that had her this excited but maybe the thought of Brett

My lips press together.

and wouldn’t be a dick

am I saying? Brett was exactly like his best

of her happy face. She wanted this for years. I didn’t want to ruin this for her by

Tiffany is a very smart girl and I should really give

meet you

cuts me

pick you up at your place

on my lips. “No. I’ll come to your place, we’ll have a sleepover too.

looks a bit doubtful. “Are you sure you’re okay with leaving her alone for the entire night? We can

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off and swallowed when the li brarian

stunned by my outburst and looks at

let out a breath and said more calmly. “Mom is getting a bit better I can trust her to keep out of trouble for one night.

many times I have lied to my best

clearly showed it was, by bawling my eyes out. And now I was lying about my mom getting better

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