Something About Him

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Layla Wilkes

I stood in front of the double doored refrigerator with my lips twisted to the side as I looked for something to eat and after a few seconds, I shut the door only to turn around and see Chris giving me some weird look.

"What?"

"You post to be telling me wassup right now, but you playing games," he complains.

"Shut up," I laugh and go up to him and then grab his wrist. "Follow me," I tell him while leading him to the living room.

Plopping down onto the couch, I watch as Chris looks over towards me with those pretty brown eyes of his.

I stare back for a second and then look away blushing a bit. "So," I begin. "If I made you feel some kind of way about asking you to keep the two of us liking each other a secret, I'm sorry, okay?"

"You already told me sorry, Layla," he says back. "But like- could you just like tell me why?"

I look down as I prepare to explain. I don't want to hurt his feelings or make him even more upset about what I said but I also want to be honest so I guess I'll just come right out with it.

"I don't want anyone to be upset about it," I tell him simply.

"Explain to me why anyone would be upset though..." Chris trails off with furrowed eyebrows.

"Just think about it. People already know about how recently you and Gigi were close. Right?"

"Right."

"Then imagine what they would say if one month you're all close with her and then the next you're all close with me?" I look at him to see if he's understanding where I'm coming from.

I already know that he's going to say that we shouldn't worry about what people have to say, but I can't help but think about it. I'd seem like a bad friend to Gigi and everyone else who knows even a little bit about how close she and Chris used to be would consider me a bad friend to her as well.

"I guess I get it... But it's still stupid," Chris finally speaks up.

I sigh and motion for him to continue. I knew this was coming.

He bites down on his bottom lip slightly then speaks again. "Why you always worried 'bout what people got to say? Gianna's ya best friend right?"

"Yep."

"Then she shouldn't be getting pissed off if she found out that I like you and vice versa," Chris explains. "She told me she doesn't care who I talk to, who I date, allat. Meaning I'm not limited to only liking someone other than you..." He trails off once again as he reaches to grab my hand. "And Gianna ain't gon be the one to tell me who I can and can't like."

I nod my head in understanding as I look down at our entwined hands.

"So what do you say? Can you just forget about what she's gonna think?" He asks. "Lets just do us and worry about everything else along the way..."

I contemplate for a second and Chris stares at me as I consider what he's saying. When I return a stare on him like he has on me, he smirks slightly and raises an eyebrow still waiting for an answer.

I sigh one last time and then nod my head. "Fine... It's just that I'm not into drama. I mean, I can hold my own but I just rather not get involved in anything that could possibly have a bad outcome."

"You're willing to risk it though right?" Chris continues to smirk. "For me?" He jokes as he obnoxiously pokes my side.

I jokingly roll my eyes while also trying to hide the fact that I was blushing. Chris is always joking around and his smile especially can be so contagious. Seeing him smile made me smile.