45 - "Klootzak"

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As we re-enter the house after a very teary drive, we see Leah sat on the sofa looking straight at the door, wondering what's happened and why she has been left in the dark about what happened.

As soon as she sees me walk through the door, she smiles, but as I look up at her, her face drops when she sees the tear stains down my cheeks.

She rushes over to me and squeezes her arms around me as tight she could and asks, "baby, what's happened?" I could almost see the concern she had come through her words.

"Nothing. I'm fine." I tell her, allowing myself to escape her grasp.

I walk away but am held back by Leah grabbing onto my wrist.

"No you're not. Tell me what's happened. I can help you." She 'asks' me, sounding more like a demand.

"No. Leah. I told you. Nothings happened. Now go away." I huff at her, walking towards the stairs.

I turn back and look at Beth who looks a bit stuck on what to do so sends me a smile as if to say I should be nicer to Leah but I just ignore her tries and storm halfway up the stairs.

I hear a bit of movement at the bottom of the stairs and huff again, "Leah. Don't follow me."

I run back up to my room and sit on my bed for a while, trying to process my feelings.

Leah POV:
"Leah don't." I hear Beth tell me, pulling my arm back to stop me following her up the stairs.

"But-" I try to protest but am interrupted again.

"No Leah. Give her space. Just for a bit. She'll explain when she's ready." Beth tells me, keeping me calm.

"Fine. But I'm going up in ten minutes." I huff, crossing my arms as I go to sit on the sofa.


"Leah?" I hear a little voice call from the stairs.

"Yes?" I question back, making my way to the bottom of the stairs so I can see up the stairs.

"Why didn't you come up when I told you not to?" She asks upset.

"Because you told me not to and Beth told me not to." I laugh back, confused as to what she wants.

"But you always come up when I tell you not to." She tells me, standing a little insecure at the top of the stairs.

"I know." I state, remembering the number times I've gone up when she's told me not to.

"Can you come up then please?" She asks, controversial to her original statement, but sweetly enough for me not to be mad at her anymore.

"Why don't you come down here instead?" I ask, wanting for her to come down and tell me what the matter is.

"Well- because- we always go to my room." She tells me, trying to persuade me to come up.

"Okay? And?" I question, trying to find the problem in coming downstairs, finding it quite comical in how shy she is when she asks for my help yet doesn't want it.

"I love you." She randomly tells me, completely out of context.

"I know." I smile, not giving in to any scam shes trying on me.

"Klootzak." She mumbles, slowly plopping herself down the stairs.

"Sorry what was that?" I ask, trying to make sure I heard her speak proper English right.

"I called you a klootzak." She pretends to shout as she reaches me on the floor.

"And what's that?" I ask, confused as to what language she's speaking.

"Ask Viv." She tells me as she wanders off to the sofa, where Beth is.

Laila POV:
I sit myself in the corner of the sofa. Leah coming back in and shoving herself right up close to me, and snuggling herself right up into my chest.

I don't move. I just stay stuck in my previous position until Leah moves off of me and sits up.

"So what's actually happened?" She asks me, trying to pry for an answer.

"Nothing happened! Me and Beth did a live, you joined, we finished. That's all that happened." I shrug, annoyed that she doesn't believe my lie. I wouldn't, not got a great poker face.

"Okay, well. I don't buy it but if you won't tell me I won't push." She tells me, picking at her nail polish till Beth breaks the silence.

"Right. What are we gonna do now?"

"Oh you know what. Can you ask Viv what 'klootzak' means because I don't and somehow she does." Leah explains to Beth, hoping to get a quick response.

"Sure." Beth says, rolling her eyes, "asshole. It means asshole."

"Hmm? Asshole? You, called me, an asshole?" Leah smirks at me, causing me to lean my body onto her.

"What was I supposed to call you?" I shrug, knowing I could've called her much worse things than asshole.

"I don't know. You could've at least been nice to me." She laughs.

"I didn't want to be nice. I think asshole is a good way to describe you. Don't you think?" I smirk, regaining my personality.

"Sure. Sure. I'll remember that." She replies, wrapping her arms around me.

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A/n: can't believe the World Cup is in literally less than a week I'm so excited but I can't lie England haven't been performing that great since the euros 😬
Let's just hope we can do it.
Sorry this update is short again but I'll get one out soon.
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