CHAPTER 11

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Paris Pov

"Laylah, Jalen.... I'm sorry for being rude yesterday. I don't know why I was being rude. I should have just told you." I explained.

"Paris it is fine. Don't worry yourself, we are still here for you." Laylah said, hugging me while Jalen threw out my trash.

"Yeah, Paris it is really not a big deal. I mean it hurts us but don't keep any more secrets. And if you like that Matisse boy, man-"

"I have feelings for Matisse," I blurted out, smacking a hand over my mouth.

"Oh, we knew that," Laylah replied, laughing.

"What were you saying, Jalen," I asked.

"He was being rude yesterday. He was all like, 'admit it y'all are together,' to me and Lay. We are just second-best friends."

"You got that right." I laughed. "But if you do like each other, Jalen make sure she's happy. DO NOT hurt her or I will hurt you. Laylah, call me if he ever does."

"He said he wants to be single and I do not like him anyways," Laylah replied. I knew she was lying, I'm her best friend. Her cheeks started to turn red and she looked away from Jalen.

"See that's not what I meant. If I find the girl then I'll talk to her and take her out. But I don't want to mess around and get hurt again." He explained calling Laylah "the girl." I'm not sure if she caught on but this boy was knee-deep in love with her.

Laylah turned her head back towards Jalen, "What do you mean again?"

"Bry hurt me so dirty that pigs rolling in mud are sparkling. I don't need to go into detail." He answered.

"Interesting," Laylah and I both said at once.

"Laylah, can you get my phone from Devonta?"

"Ok, sure," she responded

While she went to get my phone I started asking Jalen questions...

"Soo..."

"Yes Paris," he responded.

"Do you like her?"

"I don't know," Jalen responded, scratching his neck.

"How do you not know?"

"Cause I don't know. Like I do but we are friends. So that'll be awkward."

"So you don't like her."

No, I never said that" Jalen struggled.

"Exactly! So you do."

"He does what?" laylah walked in and said.

"Jalen-"

"NOTHING," Jalen said and gave me a death glare.

Laylah handed me my phone and I had a lot of messages. I opened the first one. It was from Ben.

Ben: hey you wanna hangout soon

Paris?

Hello, you there?

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"Laylah..."

"Ya?"

"Look"

I showed her the messages from Ben.

"Just respond to him. Do you want to hang out with him?"

"Not really, ik he has feelings for me and you already know I don't."

"Give me your phone."

"Don't say or do anything stupid laylah," I said while handing her my phone.

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