London Love

Chapter 13

Sometimes in life you wish for everything then there comes a moment where you realise you need to stop wishing. It's not because you got what you asked for but its because you figured out that not all dreams can come true.

I had to come to terms to what me and Jerome could of been but I chose to not let anything else happen between us. For once in my life I stopped thinking about myself.

First I needed to speak with Michael, we hadn't spoken in ages aswell and I didn't want our friendship to pass with out me trying to fix it. I had text him a couple of times but he hadn't replied to my messages.

I left my house, to take a long walk to the bus stop. A glower plastered my face as I held my head down watching my feet slowly march along the concrete floor. Obviously not looking properly where I was going I bumped straight into someone.

"Sorry." I mumbled. 

"It's alright B." That voice, the one I had tried to get out of my head for months, the owner stood right in front of me.

I quickly tried to walk past them but they grabbed my arm.

"Is that how your gonna act with me Layla?" I turned around and saw the one person I wanted to forget. Jerome.

"What's going on, why are you busying my calls and not replying to mans messages." He said

The day we kissed was the moment where I thought nothing else mattered and we were ment to be together. Then I realised that there was no way we could be together. I chose to ignore him because of Chnatel. I know that is a stupid excuse but if she ain't with Tyrone then I don't think its fair to be with Jerome...to have him in my life.

We both deserve someone who will care for us, to love us for who we are and not leave us when we need then the most.

I just can't take that chance with Jerome. That clearly means that I don't really trust him, I don't know him aswell as I thought.

"I'm sorry but...that night on your birthday was a mistake." I lied "We shouldn't be together and even as friends."

"Why?" He tried to grab my hand but I pulled away.

"We are not supposed to be together, we aren't made for each other.  Remember the first time we spoke, our personalities clashed. That will probably happen again." I explained

"Layla you know that I only did that to get your attention. You can be mine, no other man can have you but me." he raised his voice a little

I shook my head

"This is because of Tyrone and Chantel ain't it? you think that what Tyrone did to Chantel..."

"You'll do the same to me." I finished his sentence.

"And that is bullshit, I would never do that to you and you know that."

"Do I Jerome? I hardly know you. I don't know anything about you..." I was about to finish my sentence when Jerome roughly captured my lips. A small moan left my mouth as the kiss deepened.

Once we pulled away, he came closer to me whispering in my ear.

"As I said before your mine and I'm yours. Don't forget that Layla." And with that said he left me.

My eyes became wide with shock. I couldn't believe he kissed me and again, I let him do it.

*I know this is another short chappy, but I will update the next chapter hopefully by the end of this week.

This specific chapter shows how Layla feels about Jerome but what do you think, should she be with him or not??*