You All Along

Chapter 6

SONGS FOR THIS CHAPTER

You Belong With Me (Taylor Swift)

Nobody Compares (One Direction).

Rock Me (One Direction)

Kiss You (One Direction)

Something Great (One Direction)

I waited near my locker for Jeff, as I promised. I didn’t have to wait too long for him, because I saw him walking towards me, shoving some papers into his file. He looked absolutely perfect with his hair in a delightful mess. His white shirt wrapped around his muscular chest and falling loose on his stomach. His dark jeans bleached and his black converse tapping on the floor. How could someone look like a supermodel in black and white? I watched the way his shoes tapped on the floor, taking steps closer to me when it stopped. I looked up at him, and my heart fell. This hideous blonde dressed in incredibly short tight shorts and a busty blue top that had no sleeves. Why was Miley talking to him? I could sense it from meters away that she way drooling over him. I felt my insides on fire and before my mind could comprehend what I was doing, my feet started stomping right over to them.

“Sorry Miley, I’ve already got plans,” I heard Jeff said. I stopped in my tracks and decided to eavesdrop.

“I know babe. The Dance will be lame. You can come over to my house, I’ll be alone, we’ll have so much fun,” she said winking, and placing a perfectly manicured finger on his chest. First, I would’ve slapped Miley for calling Jeff ‘babe’ and placing her fingers on his chest. Jeff took her finger by the tip as if it was something disgusting, and dropped it.

“I can’t come okay? I’m going to the dance with Layla. And now, you can leave. Find some other guy to grope on,” he said and walked past her. He spotted me, and my cheeks flushed. I pretended to be suddenly interested in my toenails, and walked to Jeff, making it look like I didn’t hear any of their conversation. I was a pro.

“Eavesdropping?” Jeff asked, laughing. I’m not a pro. Definitely. “No, I just saw you,” I lied. “You sure did” he said, teasing. He put his hand on my waist and we walked to my car. I love him. So very much. I know I shouldn’t be saying this, but I have hormones too, right? I’m positive he doesn’t have any feeling towards so I kicked the thought out of my brain after making a copy of it for future reference.

We stopped at Applebee’s to eat, because my little prince got hungry. After downing a Chicken Linguine Alfredo and a milkshake each we drove to the mall called ‘The Mall’. Irony I know. I made no stops on the way to Macy’s and Jeff was on my heels.

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“How’s this babe?” he asked he asked bringing a black sleeveless dress that would drag a lot of attention. “It’s too glittery and short. I’m sure I’d look like a fully grown potato in that,” I said, laughing. He stared at me blankly and pushed the dress to me to try it on. I rolled my eyes, but took it anyway.

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Jeff’s P.O.V

 “I like this” she said holding a hideous plain brown long sleeve dress that would sweep the floor if she walked Who sells this kind of hideous things here? Who was the god damned designer. Macy’s was a good store. Throw this shit away someone, please? My girlfriend or whoever she is to me is going crazy. I realized I was debating with myself because she shook my shoulders. “Layla, you’re 17. Not 70. That looks like a hospital gown, babe” I said and brought a purple ombre gown. It had no sleeves and would show off Layla’s collarbone perfectly. She scrunched her nose at my choice but I still pushed it to her to try it on. Wasn’t girls suppose to be good at choosing dresses and shit? I doubted my sexuality for a moment and laughed. She peeked over the row of jeans and I realized that was too loud. So I shut my mouth and quietly walked away to find more clothes.

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