Chapter Twelve

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Author's Note:

So, I wanted your guys opinions.

Should I keep putting random music at the top of the page.

I personally listen to music when I read, and write. So, I thought this was a cool idea?

But anyway, enjoy.

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◼◼Layla's POV◼◼

"I-im in heat??" I stutter, embarrassed.

"Looks like it," Angie holds back a laugh. Everyone starts leaving, shaking their heads. A few even slap Alex's back, saying inaudible things. I have a pretty good guess though.

Pigs.

Once all the people are gone, Alex turns back towards me and we just kinda look at each other. Suddenly, he's walking very fast towards me, almost running, a grin on his face. He practically tackles me, kissing all over me. Everything is on fire. I am fire, and he is fire.

We are on fire.

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I snuggle up against Alex's firm body, sighing. I lightly move my fingers over his bare chest and stomach. I glance up at him to see him smiling down at me. I lower my gaze again, smiling too. He lifts my chin up, making me look into his dark brown eyes.

"I love you," he murmers into my ear. I turn bright red. Its the first time we've really said 'I love you'.

"I love you, too," I whisper back, smiling widely. And I meant it. I meant it so much. I don't think I've ever meant anything more in my life.

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◼◼Alex's POV◼◼

She looks so beautiful, sleeping in my arms. I can't help but watch her. You may think that its creepy, but you won't be able to understand if you haven't fallen for someone so hard like I did for Layla. She begins to stir. I close my eyes, not wanting to he caught.
I feel her soft fingers slowly trail over my chest, sending goose bumps all over my arms. I pretend to wake up and look at her. I can't help but smile down at her. Her smile sends a zing down my spine. She continues looking at my chest, almost admiring it.
I lift her chin up gently, so she can look at me.
"I love you," I say before I can chicken out.

"I love you too," she says, face bright red.

I could stay like this forever; her in my arms, us laying in bed, cuddling. But, all good things come to an end, especially if someone, aka, Layla, has a small bladder. She jumps out of bed and walks into the bathroom. I contemplate going in to surprise her, but don't. I hear the shower turn on, knowing its going to be scolding hot. Thats one reason we won't ever be able to take showers together. I can't stand extremely hot water. I honestly prefer colder showers.
I'm crazy, I know.

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