Something About Him

-26-

Layla Wilkes

So it's Monday morning and I'm currently half dead. I didn't go to sleep 'til late and I'm sure you can guess why. Usually I can function like normal as long as I drink water but even after drinking about three bottles of water, I still feel like I'm dead.

Normal people would just drink some coffee to wake them up, but I can't do that especially since it's soccer season. Coffee has an opposite affect on me than it does for others. I just feel like going to sleep after drinking it rather than getting more energy from it. Plus, I don't think I'm really missing out. Coffee's nasty.

"You good?" I hear the voice that I'm becoming so infatuated with from behind me.

In response I sigh and use my hand to brush back my hair that's already in a ponytail. "I'm so tired, Chris."

Once I turn around towards him after I say that, he looks down at me. "When'd you go to sleep?"

"I was on the phone with you when I went to sleep! I feel like I can't even function right now. Literally all I wanna do is sleep."

"Well shit, my bad," he says back. "I didn't think anything of it. We been staying up late on the phone for a minute now."

I sigh once again and just nod my head. "It's fine. I'll be fine."

"You sure?"

I nod my head yes.

"No you not. C'mon imma take you home, Layla," he grabs my hand and turns his body like he was actually about to walk down the hallway and leave the building.

"What? Chris, no! We've already skipped. I'm not doing it again."

"I don't want you looking and feeling like you ain't get no sleep last night and it's all 'cause of me."

"It's my fault that I didn't just tell you I was tired," I argue. "Chill, okay? I'll live."

Chris stares down at me still looking uncertain.

The school day hasn't even officially started and he's suggesting I skip to go sleep. Although it sounds amazing to get more sleep... I'm not gonna skip again. The fact that he cares though makes me happy.

I feel lucky.

I stand on my tippy-toes and kiss Chris' lips not caring who was in this hallway with us. My boyfriend's so sweet and I can't really help myself- tired or not.

When we pull away he gives me this goofy smile which makes me laugh.

Wow one second I wanna pass out on this damn floor and the next I'm laughing like shit is all good. I guess it's just the fact that I'm around Chris and all he does is make me smile when we're together.

The bell rings and then Chris looks down the hallway and then right back down at me.

"Don't fall asleep in class, aight? Otherwise, depending on the teacher, they gon try giving you a detention and I'm not for allat," Chris tells me with a serious face.

"What do you mean you're not for allat?" I ask laughing a little. "Everyone has had a detention before including you."

"Ion care. That hour spent not doing shit in detention could've been spent with me."

"You love being around me don't you?" I smile looking up at him still. Just joking around, ya know?

"I really do," Chris surprisingly replies smiling back.

Ahhhh he's too freaking cute.

~Later That Day~

"Layla, it's Monday. You have soccer practice today, right?" My dad asks me.