Something About Him

-48-

Layla Wilkes

"You invited me in ya house when nobody's here and then after like ten, fifteen minutes of me waiting, you come walking in here with this towel on," Chris makes a face at me. "I know what you up to," he pauses. "And trust me- I'm wit' it if you are."

I crack up laughing from that and just walk to the end of my bed where I sat the clothes that I'm about to put on at.

"You know what.. cool. I'm just gonna get dressed in Sasha's room," I pick up the clothes and head to the door, but Chris was up surprisingly.

He grabs me by my waist keeping me from moving and makes me turn around.

"Aye. Why can't I just look?" He stares me right in my eyes. "I won't touch unless you want me to."

I stare back at him for a second and the fact that I'm actually thinking about it tells me this night isn't just gonna consist of 'chilling' like I thought was gonna happen.

I wanted to spend time with him since I know that he has things going on at home and what not, but chilling... Netflix and chilling... same difference right?

Christopher Brown

I keep a hold on Layla's waist while looking down at her and she stares right back at me.

"And what if I do want you to?" She speaks lowly while looking up at me.

I feel myself smirk a bit from impulse and I pull her closer.

"Then I gotchu baby," I tell her and once the words leave my mouth, I watch as her eyes trail from my own down to my lips.

"Okay.." She speaks practically at a whispering tone and then her eyes shoot up back to mine before her arm is wrapped around my neck and she makes an attempt to pull me even closer to her.

She's so small. It's cute.

I make life a little easier for her and bend down which makes her crash her lips onto mine and all I could think about was earlier.

I know I'm about to go through a lot with my family and shit. I know that things are gonna be changing real soon and even though I don't know how to handle what's about to come... I'm glad that Layla has been knowing how to handle me.

When I was acting like, sad to say, a little bitch, she held me down. She stayed up on the phone with me letting me know that shit's gonna be alright even though we don't really know that for sure...

She was hoping for the best for me and it makes me love her even more.

The arm that she had around my neck soon got replaced on my cheek instead as she still had to stand on her tippy toes a little to reach me.

Ion know if that was bringing discomfort to her or not since she didn't really make it clear. Her focus was me. It seemed like everything was all about me right now and even though she was fronting a mere two minutes ago.. I know she wants me, but dammit I want her so much more.

Layla Wilkes

Chris led the way to my bed by moving towards it which gave the memo of what he wanted for me to do.

Once my I felt the back of my legs against my bed, Chris seemed to kiss me a little bit harder until he picked me up.

I was a bit tense that my towel would fall, but I gotta feeling that it's going to end up coming off tonight anyways.

The two of us plop down into my bed, still kissing, while the air is getting heated. Things are speeding up and before I knew it, Chris was tugging on the bottom of my towel.