i promise-Jonah Marais

7 ; first tries

Layla's pov

I wake up to the feeling of light breathing on my neck, the sound of birds and the sun breaking through the window in Jonah's room. I quickly came to the assumption that i had spent the night at Jonah's house.

I successfully get out of bed without Jonah waking up. I was already at the house so i decided to make breakfast for everyone. I walk down stairs wearing spandex and a long, over sized t-shirt. Which i figured isn't a good idea with a house full of horny teenage boys. I grabbed the pancake mix from the cabinet and the rest of the ingredients from the fridge. I start mixing everything in the bowl when i feel two hands wrap around my torso. At first i assumed it was Jonah until I felt the long hair on the back of my neck. I stiffen and simply state :

"Jack. Let go." i whisper for only him to barely hear.

"I just wanna hold you baby." I cringe at the use of the word.

"Let go of me or I tell Jonah." I say slightly louder.

"What's he gonna do?" he says with his chin now resting in the crook of my neck.

"Let go now or I tell Logan." i say not wanting to use my secret weapon, but with the situation I was in I had no choice. Jack was shocked by my words and let go in surprise. I turn around for my eyes to meet with Jack's.

"What do you mean "Tell Logan." he says confused.

As soon as he finished his sentence I grab the huge bowl of pancake batter.

"This is what I mean by tell Logan." I say pouring the pancake batter all over his curls and black shirt. I drop the bowl in the sink, and begin to walk back to Jonah's room. Leaving Jack standing there in the kitchen with chunky pancake batter in his precious curls.

I make it to Jonah's room to see him laying there on his phone.

"Hey Layla, i thought you left?" as soon as he finishes his sentence i run over to his bed and jump on top of Jonah, and give him a huge hug.

"You okay?" Jonah asks while I'm getting up.

I decided to dodge his question, Not wanting to create extra drama.

"Oh, am i not aloud to hug you now? Okay i understand." I say beginning to get up, as soon as I was about to get fully off of Jonah he pulled me back down to him and rolled over so he was on me now. I look into his eyes, sparkling, i bit my lip trying to contain my laughter. I look back into his eyes, now darker than his usual color.

He bends down and gets centimeters away from our noses touching.

"Jonah, wh-what are you doing?" i ask not wanting to ruin the moment. Which after the last word came off my tongue, i knew i had.

I look into his eyes once more, watching the darkness of lust drain and his eyes go back to their usual color.

He begins to sit up and starts to say,

"I-i-I'm sorry.." he looked genuinely, sincerely sorry. He was acting as if he had hurt me. I didn't want to act like that but I didn't want to under react. So over reacting is the only option.

I sit up.

"Jonah, you have nothing to be sorry for." I grab his hand and pull him closer to me, so he was now sitting in front of me. "You did nothing wrong." I finish giving him a reassuring smile.

"I-i don't want to push you Layla." he looks up from his hands and at me. "We met 3 weeks ago. I don't want to ruin whatever it is we have going on here."

"Jonah, i have a confession to make." I look down.

"Continue." He says in a duh tone.

"I didn't want to come on too strong, so it took 3 weeks of me telling myself that I shouldn't do this."

I grab the sides of Jonah's face and crash my lips onto his. He was shocked for a moment but quickly began to kiss back. I'm doing exactly what I told myself not too.

I fell.

For Jonah.

Jonah's pov

I was hovering over Layla, just wanting to look at her, her smile, her eyes, her nose, her rosy cheeks. But as I was so innocently just staring at her, she started to chuckle. She bit her lip to keep herself from laughing. I had already fallen so hard for her and seeing her do something as simple as this makes me go insane. I feel a ball of electricity form in the pit of my stomach. I felt a wave of confidence come over me. I had no control at this point, I leaned down wanting, thinking i was going too, to kiss Layla until her lips were swollen and red.

"Jonah, wh-what are you doing?"

The confidence quickly left my body, as did the electricity in my stomach making me go weak. I sit down on the end of the bed, taking deep breathes trying to figure out what had just came over me. We were sitting in complete, awkward, silence.

"I-i-I'm sorry." I say not wanting this stupid hormonal thing drive her away from me. Im a horny teenager, it's technically not my fault.

She was saying I had nothing to be sorry for and she was blowing the situation out of per-portion,and making it sound like I tried to finger her or something, I just tried to kiss her. But she was trying to help, so I ignored it. I didn't realize she was done talking until i felt her soft,delicate hands grab mine and pull me to sit in front of her.

"I-i don't want to push you Layla." I look up to her. " We met 3 weeks ago. I don't want to ruin whatever it is we have going on here."

"Jonah, i have a confession to make." she states now having my full undivided attention.

She was being silent.

"Continue." I said annoyed.

"I didn't want to come on too strong, so it took 3 weeks of me telling myself that I shouldn't do this."

I was confused until i felt her lips on mine. A feeling I have been craving since I first saw her.

She is doing exactly what I wanted her too.

Fall.

For me.