Heart Trouble (EDITING)

Such a Stressful Play Date (pt. 1)

PIC OF BEDROOM TO RIGHT

~~~ Layla's POV ~~~

Before I was able to look at anything, the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen pulled me through the halls. I was utterly confused. One moment I standing in awe at the sight before me and the next moment I was crushed by a bear hug from a woman that might as well be described as an angel from heaven. 

I was dragged into a humongous brown and white room with what I thought of when I described my dream room. A large HD flat screen was in front of the bed sitting on a desk filled with various DVDs in the drawers, walk-in closet lied to the left and a lavender bathroom complete with a Jacuzzi. I gasped at the sight.

The woman roughly pushed me into the room and shut the brown doors with a bang and locked it. She turned and squealed and decided it was time for round two of the bear hug.

"OMG!!! Sorry for taking you away so suddenly! I couldn't help it! You are so adorable. It's no fun being surrounded by three guys all the time and they just don't understand the interests of females!"

She said with glee. She snuggled her face in my hair and it was hard to breath even though the contact was nice and all.

I mustered my fading breath.

"I. can't. breath."

She let go immediately but still held on to my wrists and faced me.

"I'm so sorry. It's just I was so excited. I'm Quin Aaron. The one and only sister of my three idiotic brothers."

I stared at her like she grew another head. No wonder. The genes ran through the family. Her perfectly shaped body with curves in all the right places. Her piercing and enchanting eyes looked at me with excitement. Her full lips were glossy and her high cheek bones completed the whole look. Only a person of the Aaron family could get those looks that could literally kill. There was no doubt that she would be picked without a second glance to be a model if she auditioned.

I was lost in my world but snapped back when I noticed her confused look. I shook my head to return to the situation at hand. She was saying something I didn't hear because I was off in my own world.

"Sorry. What?"

I blurted.

She glanced at me for a few more seconds before she started bursting out in laughter. I just peered down at the ground in embarrassment.

After some time, she stopped laughing and tried miserably to cover her giggles with the back of her hand.

"Sorry. Excuse me. I just asked what was your name. I might as well know because you would be like the sister I always wanted and begged for."

She explained. I opened my mouth in a shape of an "o" in understanding and nodded my head. I was still confused with the whole thing so I replied like I was unsure.

"Layla Aaron?"

She peered at me and said.

"Are you sure?"

I attempted to answer but she dragged me into her walk-in closet with opened welcoming doors so I probably looked weird with my mouth slightly opened. It was like a roller coaster all over again. I nearly stumbled on my own two feet. How I managed to learn ballet without tripping myself ever so often became a wonder to me.

We were in the middle of our pursuit to the closet when we heard a loud banging at the door. I was still dumbfounded so the unfocused person I was, I bumped into her still figure. I stepped back realizing what I had done but she tightened her hold on my wrist and gave me a brief smile.