More Than Friends

Chapter 19:

Layla's P.O.V.

The next morning I went to my classes for the day. After my two classes I started walking to my car to go home, when I saw Dylan getting out of his car in the parking lot. He was parked just a few cars away from mine. When I saw him get out of his car and shuffle his hair slightly with his hands, a small smile appeared on my lips. I admired him from the distance, looking at how handsome he looked with his sunglasses on, his v- neck gray t shirt that was fit enough to show his toned chest and strong biceps. He was just so handsome, I found myself smiling and staring at him like a secret admirer. I started walking towards him.

"Dylan!" I called after him and he turned around facing me. When I reached him I leaned in to kiss him, giving him a short kiss. While I kiss him he made a little groaned and step away touching his lips. I frowned concerned and look fixedly at his face. As I look at his face, I saw slightly dark circles from behind his sunglasses. My eyebrows formed a frowned and I tried to take out his sunglasses but he evade my hand moving his head slightly to the side.

"Dylan, let me see!" I told him in a whisper, but with a demanding voice. My hand reached his face and I took off his sunglasses to see that one of his eyes was darkened and swallow, as if he was being punched in the face. He also had a few bruises and cuts on his eyebrow. I looked down at his lips and take off his hand from his lips to see that his lower lip had a cut and was swallowed too. A small gasp escape from my lips in surprised and I looked at him confused making him sigh in response.

"Dylan, what happened?" I asked him in a whisper, but concerned. He looked at the floor and didn't answer at my question.

"Dylan..." I called him putting my hand on his chin, making him looked at me but he would still avoid my eyes.

"Dylan! Tell me what happened?!" I told him raising my voice a little and slightly agitated. He made a loud sigh and look at me.

"Nothing. It's nothing." He simply said annoyed, not looking into my eyes.

"It doesn't look like nothing happened Dylan." I said in a serious tone, waiting for him to explain.

"It was a nonsense fight okay? That's all!" he said a little agitated.

"A nonsense fight? What does that is supposed to mean?" I asked him getting angry.

"Layla, just let it pass okay?" he asked me in a whisper, getting closer to me and putting his hand on my face to caress my cheeks. I slowly took his hands off of my cheeks and step a few steps away from him. He looked at me surprised and confused.

"Ok." I said a little rough and started to walk to my car.

"Layla." He called after me, but I continue walking. "Layla! Wait up!" he shouted reaching me and grabbing my wrist. He turned me around, making me face him.

"Dylan, just let me go." I simply said to him in a mumble.

"Why is so important for you to know anyway? It is not like I have to tell you every single thing I do, you know!" he said raising his voice, obviously getting angry too.

"BUT I CARED FOR YOU, OKAY?!" I blurted out. "I'M WORRIED FOR YOU!" I continue, making him look at me surprised at my sudden outburst. "BECAUSE I KNOW THAT SOMETHING'S HAPPENING!! THAT'S WHY THIS IS SO IMPORTANTO FOR ME TO KNOW!" I finish letting out all my anger. He was still a little shocked and we stayed silent for a couple of seconds.

"But you know what your problem is? That you don't want my help or anyone else's help! Every time I have a problem, you are there to help me and I let you, because that is why we are here. To help and support each other. But when it comes to you, you push everyone away, and won't let anyone to support you or help you!" I started to say to him. "So, for what do you want me in your life Dylan?" I asked him making him looked at me surprised, not saying a word. "Tell me!! Do you really need me?!" I said agitated. I shook my head and sighed when he didn't replied. "How can I be with someone that doesn't even trust me?" I said in a whisper and looked at him for a couple of seconds. Then I turned around and started to walk to my car.

"Layla wait!" Dylan reacted after I made a couple of steps. I ignored him and got into my car and drove home.

Dylan's P.O.V.

"How can I be with someone that doesn't even trust me?" Layla said in a whisper looking straight into my eyes. I stood there frozen, not able to make a single sentence to reply to her. Then she started walking towards her car and when I came back to reality from my thoughts I called for her.

"Layla wait!" I shouted to her, but she ignored me. She got in her car and started to drive away.

Shit! I screwed it big time with her! Of course I trusted her! How stupid of you Dylan to not say it out loud. Now she thinks I don't trust her and that I want to push her away from me.

My phone started to ring taking me out of my thoughts. I look at my phone to see who was calling me and expecting to see Layla's contact picture on the screen, but getting a little disappointed when I saw my mom's contact picture instead. Really Dylan? Do you really thought that Layla would call you?! I took the call anyways.

"Hello." I simply replied, with a monotone voice, not really in the mood to talk.

"Dylan!" Mom replied a little desperate from the other side of the line.

"Yes Mom, is everything alright?" I asked her a little worried and she explain everything in a couple of seconds. "WHAT?! I'LL SEE YOU AT THE HOSPITAL!" I said to her before hanging up and getting inside my car again and driving away, instead of going to class.

Author's Note:

Hey guys! Sorry for the slow updates, it's just I'd been kind of busy this pasts weeks. I'll try to post more often though! This story it's having a bit of drama! Let's see how this is going to end!

Also I wanted to announce that this story it's coming to an end, but I have a few more stories that I'm  still developing and working on them. Trying to make a better work on each story!

Hope you guys are like the story so far!

Love, Sweetd1997