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Layla lays still on her bed. Waiting. She doesn't know what for. But she's just waiting for something, anything to happen. She thinks back to the morning of the day.

Chris climbing sorry- falling off her roof. She can't get this morning out of her head. She tries to distract herself playing music in the background.

Her playlist goes through so many songs as she lays and thinks about anything. Other than Chris of course.

Bacon... ew. Llamas. School - ew - Matt and teen wolf. She likes watching teen wolf with him. Just dance. Music. Billie Eilish as True Blue plays behind her thoughts. Chris. Dancing. Singing. Wait Chris?

Layla tries to forget the thoughts of last night. How he let her fall asleep on him. How he snuck in her room to see her, knowing Jaden would never let him in on his own. Not after everything.

Jaden wasn't exactly fond of Chris anymore. The one reason Jaden didn't want Chris and Layla together was so he didn't see her hurt. And then he walks into her room and she's crying.

Jaden feels guilty about what happened. That night when he sat with her, all he could think about was how it was his fault. He could've stopped it. He could've stopped them from even being together. He could've prevented her heartbreak.

Layla tries to pretend like everything is fine. But the truth is she was hurt then and she's still hurt now. That's why she distanced herself from Chris in the first place.

Everything reminded her of him. So she decided that they just wouldn't be close. The truth is she still likes him. She wouldn't admit it though.

After a while Chris returned the distant behaviour and they were fine like that. They had that weird mean friendship about them. But now it's weird.

Her thoughts are only on Chris now. How he's been different over the past week. Maybe it was just because of Lorenzo. It couldn't be because he was jealous though. Of course not.

Chris has talked to other girls. That hurt Layla. But she got over it. She got used to it. Or at least that's how it seemed.

July || cover by Micky

This song always reminded her of chris. The slow guitar opening reminded her of how he used to try and play it to her. He worked his ass off learning it for her to make her happy.

But now all it reminds her of is how much change she's had to get used to in her life. She grown used to it but she never stopped fearing it.

She relaxes to the soothing voice singing the beautiful song. Memories of her and Chris play in the back of her mind as a tear rolls down her face.

She takes in a deep breath as pebbles hit her window. What the fuck?

She gets off the bed and walks towards the nearby window. What the fuck? She thinks again as she hears another light stone hit the window. She pushes her curtains to the side and sees a tallish figure. Lorenzo?

She opens the window and pokes her head out. "What the fuck are you doing here?" She asks out of the fairly large window.

"I want to talk" he replies walking closer to the house. "Please?" he begs placing his hands together as if praying. She shuts her window and makes her way down the stairs of her house.

The door to her house flys open as she stands in front of it. "What?" She questions, it's around 5pm so the sky is darker but the sun hasn't quite set yet.

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