~Opposites Attract~

Guess We Do Have A Lot In Common

****Mike's POV****

I hold Layla in my arms as she cries,I didn't know what it was about,but it was my job to comfort her,so that's exactly what I did. She calmed down into a sniffle after a while,and cuddled up next to me,laying her head on my chest,and drawing patterns on it with her finger. My right hand was on her right arm just below her shoulder,and I continued to lay with her,no matter how long it would take.

" What's wrong,what happened ? " I finally ask,breaking the long silence.

" She knows,and now I do too " I shall she says,okay so now her mom knows she's pregnant,but what does she mean she knows too ?

" What do you know ? " I ask curiously,her head still laying on my chest. She directs her eyes to mine,and sits up.

" I'm adopted " She says softly,she was adopted too ? I smile,and peck her cheek.

" Guess we do have a lot in common " I say with a chuckle,she looks at me confused,and I roll my eyes.

" I'm adopted,it's nothing to be ashamed of " I laugh,she smiles,but then it fades.

" Yeah,but you always knew you were adopted,I went for eighteen years without knowing " She said,her voice cracked,and her lip started to tremble. I pulled her to me again,and she sobbed into my shoulder.  I lay her down,and start to kiss away her tears,making her giggle. She stares up into my eyes,and her face saddens.

" Have you ever thought about your real parents ? " She asks,her hand on the back of my neck,brushing her thumb along it.

" Well...sometimes I guess,but not really,why worry about somebody who didn't give a shit about you ? I'm sure that's not the case with you though,you're to pretty to forget about " I say softly,she rolls her eyes,and a blush comes to her cheeks.

" You wanna know a secret ? " I ask her,ready to tell her something embarrassing and personal. She nods her head,and sits up excitedly.

" I...used to have these dreams when I was younger,and I would always dream about you...every night,and every night something different would happen,but the one night I remember I asked you... " I started,a smile was already on her lips,and she pounded her hand on the bed.

" C'mon hurry up,details details " She orders in a laugh. I laugh back at her,and take a deep breath.

" I asked you...I wanted you to... " I start,and she just smiled,I gave her a wink,and she couldn't help but laugh.

" Oh...I see,you wanted me,an innocent little child to fuck you,okay,proceed " She laughed,leaning on her elbows.

" Um...yeah,so anyways... " I start shyly,embarrassed at the same time. " I asked you to,and you...you did,but then you got pregnant,and you didn't want anything to do with me anymore,and you just...left " I finish,her face was sympathetic,and she smiled,then kissed my cheek.

" Dont worry,I'd never leave you,but seriously how old were you when you started dreaming about stuff like that ? " She asked,her cheeks were slightly red,and she laughed.

" I don't know,like...twelve,I had been spying on you for a while,so I knew what you looked like and everything " I joke,she makes a face,then laughs,making me do the same.

" Spying on me huh ? I'm surprised you didn't slip something in my drink and follow me home " She laughed,adding a wink.

" Maybe I did,you would never remember though " I taunt,her eyes grow large,and she backs away.

" I was just joking,I never slipped anything in your drink " I chuckled,she looked like she was trying to think of something,and her mouth gasped open.

" I'll be back,don't move " She orders,and sneaks out my window,running away. She came back a couple minutes later,out of breath,and a piece of paper in her hand.

" I have been wondering about this for so long,I'm serious,read it " She orders,handing it to me. I'm confused,but I unfold it,and start to read.
Layla,you have to try this,but anyways,there was something I needed to tell you-

And that's where I stopped,remembering the childish handwriting that was my own. I crumpled it up,remembering what it said,and threw it in my trash can,rubbing my temples. She gave me a hurt look,and dug it out.

" That wasn't yours to throw away,but I never knew who it was from,and then just a couple of minutes ago I thought about it,and thought you.might wanna read it,i just want to know if it's from you " She said softly,flattening it out on the bed,I didn't want to read it,and I didn't want her to know it was from me.

" Layla,that was so long ago,why would you keep such a stupid thing ? " I ask,not able to look at her.

" Its not stupid to me,it's the nicest thing anybody ever said to me,even you haven't said a nicer thing " She accuses,then let's out a laugh." You're just jealous because you could never say something so meaningful or nice. " I shake my head at her,but I would never admit it was me.

" Why are you mad over a stupid poem ? That's all it is,a stupid poem " I sigh. She rolls her eyes.

" Its not just a poem,it had other things to,you didn't even read half of it,and you didn't know what they put at the bottom of the page either " She cries,she let a tear fall,and she read over it in her hands. I walked over to my closet,pulling out my bass and a box from the top shelf. I sat the bass on the floor,leaning it up against my bed,then opened the box full of picks,all in their special place,with one missing,the one I put at the bottom of the page. I taped it to the bottom of the page,and made it into a necklace for her,and I always saw her wearing it,which made me feel good inside.

" Layla " I mutter softly,my voice cracking,she doesn't look up,but continues to read the stupid pitty poem and note I wrote her so long ago.

" I wonder what the person who wrote this is doing right now ? " She asks in a sigh,and it looked like she was daydreaming a bit.

" He's trying to get his girlfriend's attention is what he's doing,now God dammit Layla look !! " I yell,she doesn't though,and instead she still sits there,tears welling in her eyes.

" You know I don't like it when people yell " She whimpers. Now.I'm furious,and I can't help myself,I snatch that fucking poem right out of her hands.

" Give that to me " She orders,but I don't listen,and I go to the bathroom locking the door,and start to read it out loud.

" Layla,I love you,I think your the prettiest girl that ever walked the earth,and I hope someday you will be mine. Your eyes are the prettiest green,and your personality is perfect,from your kind manners to your politeness. I admire how you forgive everybody,no matter what the did or what they're background is,and I want you to know you will always be in my heart forever. I wish I could Gove this to you in person,but the truth is I'm scared,I'm scared that once you know who it's from you'll run away,and you won't like me,so it's best if you never know. And all I know about you is that I've never felt this way about anyone,and I wish I could kiss your soft pink lips " I finish,then add in my own finishing touch. Some of my tears drip down onto the old yellow paper,and my voice turns shaky.

" Love Mike " I finish,and throw it on the floor,sobbing into my hands. Everything goes silent outside,and I give it a minute before I go back out. I fold it back up,and throw it across the room,just as Layla comes up to me,a big smile on her face.

" That took some serious balls,most guys would never even think about saying that,let alone cry in front of their girlfriend " She says softly,and kisses my lips. I loved her so much,and the kiss got heated fast,tongues fighting for dominance,and both of us doing the same.