Many Times

Chp. 5

Layla

Throughout the rest of the school day, nothing was said about me. It was hard to focus in class because I kept thinking about the kiss me and Travis shared in the hallway. The kiss had me feeling some type of way, but since we were like best friends I didn't want to ruin it.

The bell to my last class rang, indicating it was time to leave. I was relieved, I kept getting all of these different females coming up to me asking if I was Travis' girlfriend. I said no of course but I didn't know he had all these females trying to get with him.

I walked down the hall to my locker. I put in the combination to open it and grabbed my things out of it. Once I turned around Travis was behind me.

"How was your day?" He asked me.

"Fine, a lot of your females kept coming up to me asking if I was your girlfriend, but other than that it was okay." I responded.

"Hey. I ain't the only one who had a hard time today. Niggas wanted to fight me over you." He laughed. We began to walk outside the building towards his car. I still had a lot of unanswered questions, that I needed an answer to.

"So, why'd you do that." I said as I buckled my seat belt.

"Do what?"

"You know, what you did earlier today." I pondered on. I saw a group of girl's standing in the front of the school staring both me and him down.

"Oh. This?" He asked, before we shared another passionate kiss. "That was something to have the school questioning about, but if you want to make it something more than that we can."

I smiled at the thought, "Maybe."

The rest of the car ride was filled with comfortable silence. Once we pulled up to my house, I gathered my things.

"Thanks, for the ride." I smiled at him.

'No problem, can I get some lips?" He asked, puckering his lips. I blushed and leaned over the console and gave him two pecks on his lips. When I opened my eyes to look at his face he had a pout on his face.

"Man, I don't get to see you til tomorrow morning." He stated. "Can I get some more?"

This time I deepened the kiss to his liking. When I pulled away for the second time, he seemed satisfied. I got out the car and walked  to the front door. Once I got in the house, I closed my eyes, and bit my lip. Reminiscing about what just happened.

"So, who's your friend that's dropping you off and picking you up?" My dad asked angrily.

"Well hello to you too." I asked stepping out of my shoes.

"Layla, what am I paying a car note for if your not going to drive it?" His voice getting louder.

"Okay, dad, if you want me to drive it I will." I stated simply, but I guess that wasn't enough.

"That isn't it either. If I catch you sharing saliva with a lil nappy headed boy again, I'm grounding you." I shook my head and walked away from him into my room. Once I got there I found my Beats Pill and started playing Ciara 'I Bet'. I laid on my bed and started texting Travis.

After 20 minutes of zoning out Chrissy barged in my room. She had on a Nike jacket zipped all the way up, covering her neck.

"Aye, you got some make up that'll match my skin tone?" She rushed out nervously.

"Probably why?" I said looking at her. She closed my door, and sat on my bed. She unzipped her jacket and awaited on my answer.

"Okay, what?" I asked confused. Without saying a word, she tilted her head to reveal more of her neck. On her neck was a giant red hickey. I laughed as soon as I saw it.