when i found you || chris sturniolo

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Chris's POV:

Is she crying? I think as I walk towards my house. Oh god she is. Do I just pretend I don't see her... nah that's a dick move Chris. Oh fuck it.

"Layla?" I ask walking towards the car. "Hey what going on?" I continue but she rolls up the window. "Oh come on Layla. Talk to me." God I used to hate when she cried.

"Just leave me alone Chris" she sobs.

"What's wrong come on." I push.

"Just fuck off Chris. Im not in the mood." She cry's out.

"If this is about Lorenzo then, forget him. He's a loser and a dumbass." I tell the girl with stained cheeks.

Her eyebrows knit together "wait what? How did you know?" She questions confused.

"Uhhh. Well. Nick told me. Yeah. He told me what happened." I come up with.

"Oh god. Who else did he tell" she continues to sob.

"No one. Don't worry. Just me. He probably wanted to let me know what was going on with you, you know because we, cause we used to be together. I still care about you." I speak. Blugh cornyy she's still crying come in Layla. He wasn't that good.

"So only you think I'm an idiot. No one else knows." She states.

"I don't think that. Okay. So enough with the crying. Stop." I tell her as I tilt my head.

"I'm not just crying cause of Lorenzo. I'm just realising how shit my life has gotten. My dad died. I was kicked out of who knows how many schools. My mom left... and I lost you. I didn't get the grades I needed for the uni I wanted so I have to wait or resit. And now that Lorenzo asshole. It's bullshit. It's all bullshit. And now instead of talking to my friends about it I'm sat here telling you. Which makes it worse." She explains.

"Look I know we're not close anymore. And we're not that good of friends. And things are kinda weird now. But... you gotta remember things will only get better. There's always gonna be good times and bad ones but you just have to focus on the good one's." I start. "Plus if your worried about grades for universities, I'm not the smartest, but I can help you study. Also how were you supposed to know that Italian was a bastard." I say from the heart. "At least now you know. And next time your feeling bad maybe talk to your friends... and don't lock yourself in a car- alone- outside my house." I finish talking.

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"Okay Chris. You didn't have to take me home. Or come inside." She starts.

"Well I just wanted to make sure you got in ok." I respond.

"Ok... you didn't have to follow me into my room either." She turns to face me.

"Well I- I-I... yeah. I don't have a reply for that" ok ungrateful much? "Ok I'm leaving." I turn to leave before she cuts me off.

"Why are you doing this? Why are you being so nice Sturniolo... after everything." She questions.

"Because I want us to be cool. No more awkward moments or disliking each other. I'm tired of pretending to hate you. Anyway... I'm going now." I turn once again.