Layla's POV
6:55pm.
Why did I agree to this? If Harrison were here with us, things would be different. Then again maybe it's a blessing that he isn't here. At least I now know Tom really does like me. I think so at least. He was so close to kissing me. If I just hadn't been a bitch and moved away. Idiot.
6:56pm.
I get up and check that the movie has finished loading. 98%. Good. As I walk in front of my mirror I realise that I should probably put on something on, other than my bathrobe that is. What am I wear anyway? A dress? No that's too fancy. Pajamas? Too relaxed. What would I wear if it were Haz coming over? I don't know anymore. At this point I'm just staring emptily into my closet. Focus Annabel. Focus.
6:57pm.
Should I get food from the kitchen? No, he said he was bringing beer. Hopefully I like it, considering the fact that I've never actually had beer. I don't know why, I just never wanted to.
6:58pm.
Two minutes left. I can't tell if I'm nervous or excited. Probably both. I walk over to the mirror again. Should I put my hair up or down? Down, so that I can hide behind it, should I need to.
6:59pm.
I take one last look around my room, just to make sure there isn't a pile of clothes lying on the floor. One more minute. I grab my phone and sit on my bed. Why am I so calm? Shit. I'm still in my bathrobe. How am I so clueless? I rush to my closet and grab whatever I can.
7:00pm.
Why isn't he here yet?
7:01pm.
Knock knock.
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Not Just Friends
RomanceLayla, Tom and Harrison are all best friends, but Tom has always flirted with Layla and she's always liked that even though it never meant anything. Or did it?
