I tryed making the story longer and at least two pages, but I don't know if its even that long.
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James P.O.V.
Where has she been hiding that body? I swear I haven't seen her dress like that. She's wearing a denim skirt that shows off her long lean legs and a tight pink short that shows off all her curves.
Maybe I made a really stupid mistake by telling her to act like we don't know each other. I already know all the guys on the football team will try to get with her. But I could care less. I think she actually listened to me. Never in a millian year did I think she would do what I say. Ha I guess I'll get my way in this relationship.
When we got to the part Layla looked kind of scared but who wouldn't. A party she crashed or what people would think, it would be so funny watching her freak out. I left her by herself before anyone sees me with her. I walked up to Justin who was flirting with two girls. "Hey dude whaz up?"
"Nothin," I turned to the two girls and said "hey ladies looking hot tonight." they blushed and started giggling. I looked back at Justin and saw he was looking at something or someone behind me. I ignore it because it's just a hot girl mostly. He walks away while I grab a bottle of beer and go see if there’s any action tonight.
Layla P.O.V.
Okay, so I know I'm standing here looking like a freak. I'm really nervous since I don't know anyone but James and well I'm not suppose to know him. I wish Emma was here, that would be a party. I tried finding the kitchen and no such luck. This house is big, I was walking around when someone came up to me and said "You need help with anything?" He had light brown hair, brown eyes and it looks like a 6 pack threw his shirt.
"Umm do you know where the kitchen is?" I asked shyly
"Yes, follow me. “He said after laughing softly but manly.
I followed him and apparently I was going in the complete opposite direction and well I laughed to myself silently. He showed me the kitchen which had two coolers of beer so I grabbed one.
"I haven't seen you before. Did you come with someone or crashing." He asked. Realizing I really should of asked him his name.
"I just moved here today and someone invited me but I don't remember." I lied
"Oh well then I'm guessing you don't know anyone here? By the way I'm Justin." He said answering my question from earlier.
"No, and my names is Layla. Nice to meet you." I answered back.
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Three hours and 23 beers later
"Hey hey hey; WHO WANTS TO DO SHOTS????!!!" I yelled. I swear I'm so wasted. I lost track after ten beers. I've done stuff I never imaged myself doing tonight. If I'm not well known after tonight then I don't know.
"Okay, I think you've had enough to drink Layla. Mom and Dad are goanna be pissed." Someone whispered in my ear. The voice sounded familiar but I can't put a name to the voice.
"Do I know you?" I asked sounding really confused. Me being me just got out of his grip and walked upstairs. Not knowing where I was going, bumping into someone.
"Oh sorry." I looked up and saw Justin. "Justin. Wazzz up" I slurred
"Oh heyyyyyyyy. Layla." he slurred back
I haven't really noticed it before but Justin Looks really hot. His hair was messed up on purpose which mad he looks hotter, his lips are so pink and kissa-" I didn’t get to finish what I was thinking because I feel his lips on mine. I instantly responded by wrapping my arms around his neck bringing him closer to me. The next thing I know is I'm laying with my back on the bed with Justin on top of me.
James' P.O.V.
I've been looking for Layla for an hour. Last time I saw her she was so drunk and slurring her words getting ready to do shots. If I bring her home like that I'll get in so much trouble for just bringing her. And if she's not home when I go home. . . I'll still get in trouble.
Okay look, look, loo- "James, why do you look so worried." Jenny asked.
"I'm not" I said a little too fast but I don’t think she noticed. She just griped on my arm is following me like a lost puppy. If I wasn't worried about getting in trouble I would be so turned on right know.
After an hour later I just gave up. Until I heard her in one of the rooms up stares.
"Justin, stop!!!" she yelled
All I could thing was 'Ohmigod".
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Not so stereotype arranged marriage
Teen FictionLayla Brown just got her life together when out of the blue she's in a arranged marriage to a guy she doesn't know and has to move 3 hours away by plain from family and friends. How will she survive and would love ever find her. You'll have to read...
