Dylan's POV
I was beating on the door for about 10 minutes straight before I started feeling a bit loopy. I was tired as fuck. So I stopped and went to my room closing the door.
I laid back thinking about Layla. God she's so pretty. What am I even saying? I don't like her. She has gorgeous brown eyes and that hair. God that hair. I love it. She's the perfect height for me to hug and feel great. What the hell are you saying. I don't like Layla and she doesn't like me. I will never like her.
I shook off what I was thinking as I dozed off to sleep.
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I woke up with a migraine. I know my mom knows I was drinking cause when I walked down the stairs there was a bottle of Advil with a noteHere sweetie I left these out for you and our guests. I know you guys drank at the party. I went out of town for the day. Be safe. Love you Hun.
-mom.I rolled my eyes and got some water and took the Advil. I go over and sit on the couch and turn on the tv. I switched it over to Teen Titans Go. Don't judge me and my show.
I snap my head back just to see Layla giggling. I smirk cause she's wearing Mickey Mouse pjs. I stand up and walk over to her. She looks so adorable in those pajamas. No I didn't think that. I wanna kiss her soft pink kissable lips. What am I thinking! I need help.
I grabbed her by the waist bringing us close. She looked nervous as she looked at my facial structure. "What's wrong princess? Are you nervous?" I bring my face closer to hers as my nose almost touches hers. "You're so pretty," I said backing up from her and grabbing my keys while heading outside.
I hopped on my motorcycle hating myself for what I just did. She's not pretty. She's just a girl who's staying at my house for a bit while her moms on a business trip. I don't like her. I refuse to like her.
I revved my engine and drove off. I needed to get away for a little while to clear my head.
Layla's POV
I stand there in confusion running what he said it me through my head, 'you're so pretty'. Why did he say that. Oh well, I grabbed the Advil as I was trying to do before that whole thing happened. He is so hot and I want to kiss those oh so luscious pink lips. What the hell did I think. Do I like Dylan. No impossible. I shook off that feeling and downed the Advil. I decided to go down to the dance studio to rid my head if these thoughts.
I grabbed what I needed which is a duffle bag with my dance clothes in it, a change of clothes, water, my iPod, and my speaker.
~~~~~at the studio~~~~~
I didn't realize how time went by as I looked at the time to see it was 6 already. I had been dancing for 4 hours. How do I even do that. I headed off to the girls room so I can wash my face and head home.I was leaving the studio and I stopped as I saw Dylan sitting in the parking lot on his motorcycle. I stared at him as he did the same to me. "Hey princess are you done checking me out?" He said smirking and I blushed. "I wasn't checking you out. I was looking at you in disgust," I said harshly. I knew it hit him hard cuz his smirk died.
He ended up laughing and telling to get on bike. "Hell no why should I trust you on that," I asked. "Cause it's me babe," he said smirking and gestured to himself. "Whatever," I said and rolled my eyes. I hopped onto the bike and he took me for a ride. I was holding on for dear life to be honest.
I noticed we weren't going home. "Um where are we going," I ask. He doesn't answer. "Dylan," I say. Still no answer. "Dylan!" I'm yelling now. We then come to a complete stop and I feel relieved.
I hopped off he bike took off the helmet aggressively. "What the hell! Why didn't you answer me when I was saying your name! I was scared shitless. I can't believe-" I was cut off. "Turn around," he said. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned around. My jaw dropped at the sight.
We were at a fair. It was all lit up with lights and everything. It was a marvelous view. Dylan had walked past me and asked, " you coming?" I nodded and followed him. He grabbed my hand and tightened his grip and I did mine.
We got to the ticket stand and he got me and him a wristband. I was smiling so much it made my dimples pop out. Omg Dylan took me here. Why? I ignored the thought as he intwined his fingers with mine and we went into the fair.
I looked at our hands being held by each other then up at him and smiled like I never smiled at a guy before. He's so handsome. I think I'm falling for the bad boy..
Dylan's POV
I look at Layla thinking of how absolutely gorgeous she is. I look at our hands then at her luscious pink lips. Oh how I wanted to kiss her. I felt weird. I feel good though. I think I'm falling for the unordinary girl.
~~~~~~~later on~~~~~~~
We went on a few rides and played a few games. I'm still thinking about kissing her perfectly shaped lips. I bought some cotton candy and we both are it.It was getting to be about 9. I can't believe this place isn't closing yet. The last ride we go on is the Ferris wheel. I'm going to kiss her here. I looked at her and she looked scared. "You don't have to be scared ya know," I assured her. She looked at me and smiled. Her smile is so pretty. She leaned her head onto my shoulder and I put my head on hers. This is so perfect. I'm gonna kiss her. "Lays?" I ask. "Yea," she replied softly. At this point we looked into each other's eyes. I took my hand and cup her soft cheek. I started rubbing my thumb on her cheek. She smiled. I leaned in slightly. Our foreheads and nose touching. "You're so pretty," I say before pressing my lips to hers. She didn't do anything at first, but then she finally kissed back. It was a perfect kiss. Our lips moved in sync. I then traced her lip with my tongue asking for access and she accepts. Our tongues danced together right before we split apart to take a breath. "Wow," I sigh. She smiles putting her forehead on mine. "Lays?" I ask. "Yeah," she replies. "I-I think I'm falling for you," I spit out. "I think I'm falling for you too Dylan," she said smiling with a little giggling. I kiss her once more before we get off of the Ferris wheel.
We exited the fair and hopped onto my bike.
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Hey guys this is getting great. I'm so happy. I hope you're liking my book so far.Dylan and Layla are getting closer. Leave comments on what you thought about this chapter and what I should do for the next. Love you guys bye xxx
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I fell for the bad boy
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