*Jackson pov*
"Say uhhh, when is your next class?"
I really dont want this to end and she likes this place or the waffles atleast... it'd be a shame if we went now... I still wanted to take her to the ice ring though.
Too bad my parents wouldnt aprove of me being seen with someone who doesnt live up to their standards... just cause her family isn't filthy rich doenst mean she's unworthy.
Shes alot better than I deserve if I'm honest.
*Layla pov*
"My next class is at half past 3." So there is still time for who knows what. I used my last bite of waffle to scoop all the sauce. Nothing goes to waste. You learn that fast.
*Jackson pov*
"What about the ice ring. Its a bit chilly but if you get even colder than it is now I got a blanket in the car for on the way back or maybe you'd like to do something else " I say to her as the waitress hands me the check and I write down the tip and place my card in the black booklet and hand it back to her.
*Layla pov*
My mom only ever once took me to the ice ring and that was to soften the blow of big news that hit me that day. "We can go to the ice ring. I did bring a jacket" I watched the waitress as she walked away, "I couldve also paid for myself. You didnt have to do that."
*Jackson pov*
"Yea but its my treat" I say as I shyly laugh and look down.
I tilt my head back up slowly and look her in the eyes and say "if you really want you could get the next one" I say as I wink only to realise the cringe in what I just did almost to the point of smacking my own forehead.
*Layla pov*
My laughter bubbled up again. "Sure" that was if there was a next one. I was just waiting for the prettier girl to pop out of nowhere and have everyone follow her like a puppy. I almost rolled my eyes, thankfull Vanessa wasnt here. She would catch every man hook line and sinker.
*Jackson pov*
We exited the cafe and a bunch of the girls in our dorm marched by i recognized two of them
One was layla's roommate and the other one was that obnoxious twerp Vanessa .
The moment she passed the cafe I hissed.
"I don't know why but people like her iritate me... thinking just because they have money and they look pretty the whole world just evolves around them...can you believe she actually hit on me when she came here while I was in the gym"
Obviously I didn't like her but my anger blinded me and I didnt know if she and Layla were friends.... idiot! Think before you speak shit-for-brains
"Sorry, are you to friends... dont tell me I lost that 2nd date" I said awkwardly while trying to avoid eye contact.
*Layla pov*
"No, Vanessa and I aren't friends. And yes you still got your second date" I laughed and then smiled. I was just wondering where Chris was going. I'd find out later. For now I was gonna enjoy myself.
*Jackson pov*
"So it was a date then huh... look you said it not me" as I laugh at my own joke I couldnt help but walk into.
*Layla pov*
My eyes widened and I playfully shoved Jackson. But he barely moved. Rude. I started giggling at my own childish thoughts. My sister would hit my upside my head for my stupid behaviour.
*Jackson pov*
"Hey hey HEY... no need to be pushy u know" I said as I laughed and admired her oh so cute giggle...
She has a nice smile I think to myself as I admire her again... I accidentally walked into the car nearly knocking myself over "ugh... I was so fixated on your smile I forgot about the car... hehehe😅"
YOU ARE READING
Falling for the rich sweatheart
RomanceWritten by two authors. Layla is late on her first day of college. Jackson is a student but also a part time assistant professor. Immediately sparks fly between the two.
