chapter 19: be quite

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POV Isaac
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I don't try hiding from Ethan.
He already knows that I'm coming cause I texted him before arriving.

But I won't tell Layla. I love how she tries to hide me from her brother and how she's a nervous wreck right now because she's "sneaking" me in her room.

Walking up the stairs, I see Ethan looking at me.

I put my finger in front of my mouth (🤫) to tell him to not expose me.

He grins at me then proceeds to search for his sister.

I don't know how he's so cool with me being with his sister, even thought he hates the thought of Layla dating someone.

He was so against her dating that piece of shit Ryle, at every possible moment he would try to convince her to leave him.

I thought that I'd have to work hard so he could let me be with her.

But when I told him that I plan to make her mine, he smiled at me saying that I have his permission.

Well either way even if he didn't accept I would have taken her.

Entering her room, I close the door behind me and take in her room.

It's a bit bigger then her old room.

I walk in and look around, noticing that she has a wall that is filled with pictures, I approach the wall and I examine it.

To my surprise, I find myself.

Not in one picture.

Not in two.

But many, some I didn't even know that I was being photographed.

My heart is beating so fast, just the thought of Layla taking pictures of me sneakily then using them as decoration for her room makes my heart melt.

Everyday I fall for this girl even more.

How is it possible?
That I love her more each passing day?

Right now, I feel like I never been more in love with her.
Yet I know when tomorrow arrives and I will somehow fall for her even more.

She's my world.

Suddenly I hear the door opening, it's Layla.

"Did I make you wait a lot- wait what are you looking at?" She asks flustered, she's embarrassed that I caught her little fantasy wall.

"Oh nothing just looking at myself, those are great pictures but if you want to photograph me you can just ask and I'll be happy to be a model" I say walking closer to her.

She steps away but I still approche her until I pin her to the wall.

"You can instruct me to do whatever pose you like, and whatever clothes you'd love to see me in" I whisper in her ear.

Trying to make some room between us she puts her hands on my chest trying to push me away.

But I won't let her away this time.

I'm taking what's mine.

Our faces are just inches away.
I could feel her breath.

I can't hold it in anymore, with her eyes looking straight into mine begging me to take her, I loose it.

I kiss her and pull her closer to me by wrapping my arms around her waist.

She let's out a little moan making me want more of her.

Between kisses she mutters "we shouldn't be doing this".

Even after saying this, she doesn't try to stop me.

She leans in on me, wanting more.

"Isaac" She whispers breathlessly "stop, Ethan could hear us".

"He won't darling that is if you keep quite".

I don't give a damn about Ethan right now. He's the last thing of my priority.

I bet he's not even home right now, but I don't tell Layla that.

"Just enjoy the moment while it lasts" I say before diving in for another hot session.

But this time she doesn't even attempt to break free of my hold.

Rather she explores me with her hands.

They travel from my chest to my abs drowning circles everywhere making me groan even more.

Then she caresses my hair, brushing her fingers into it.

I love every moment of this.
It feels like I'm in heaven.
I just hope that this lasts forever.

I'm on fire.

It's like swimming in molasses, this kiss, it's like being dipped in gold.

It's like I'm diving into an ocean filled with emotions and I'm too swept up in the moment to realize I'm drowning and in need of more of her kisses.

Nothing matters to me anymore.

Just her in my arms while I pamper her with kisses.

"We have school Isaac" She voiced out.

Damn.

I don't want to stop here.

I walk away from her little by little.

We look at each other while breathing fast since this kiss took all of our breath.

As she takes in in what happened, her face turns red slowly.
I keep my eyes on her even after she looked away embarrassingly.

Taking my eyes from her eyes they reach to her lips that are curling up forming a cute smile.

"You need to get ready" I announce breaking the silence. "I'll drive you to school"

"Oh yeah ok, euuuh sit there and I'll be right back" she says as she grabs her clothes and walks straight to her bathroom.

I hear the bathroom door close but I don't hear the lock closing.

Does she trust me that much to not walk in on her and continue where we left?

How cute.

Sometimes she's too innocent.

I rest on her bed and take out my phone to see the time.

Looks like we missed 2 classes this morning either way it's ok nothing happened.

No surprise test or quiz.

By the time we'll arrive it'll be third period, and I have that class with one of Ryle's friends.

After his death, they began suspecting me cause I kidnapped him once.

But they don't have the balls to come to me.

And if they try to even walk past Layla they'll die instantly.

I need to take care of them soon, they're acting suspicious and I hate it.

"How do I look?" Layla spoke.

I didn't realize that she finished getting ready.

I admire her slowly from head to toe, taking in every part of her.

She's dressed in a casual outfit, a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, still, the way her outfit compliment her curves and making them stand out is breathtaking.

She let her hair down but putting her bangs behind her ear making her face show even more.

"You look... stunning love, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on"

She blushes at my statement.

How could she not get used to my compliments?

I'm not complaining, I love seeing her reaction everytime I tell her how beautiful she is.

"What are we waiting for? Let's get going" She hurries to the door.

I follow her from behind to the car, them I open the door for her and proceed to walk over to my seat and began driving.
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