what she fell for(Nigerian Story)

chapter:4

LAYLA'S OUTFIT UP..

What have I done?!!!!

what if she gets pregnant?!!!

He ran a hand through his already-messed up-and-ready to be gel_ed hair. He sighed, knowing he was in huge trouble. His body was wet due to the shower, so he kept his towel around his waist. He really was in the most agitated state he has ever been his entire life.

The piercing sound of a ringtone distracted him from the whirl of panic and emotion going on in his head, when the sound became unbearable, he reached out to pick up the phone.

"Hello?" He answered, his brows narrowed due to the unknown number.

"Hello Layla, your morning ride to the coffee place is waiting-" He started, but Asaad cut him off. "Layla is busy she can't come now" He said, a little annoyed and ready for an explanation from Layla.

"It's okay, just tell her I called." He replied.

"Sure." Asaad said hanging up, he sighed and tossed the phone on the bed, just then, Layla walked in wearing an eye-catching bright blue chiffon dress that complimented her olive skin tone. He took a glance at her, and he stared a second too late and she immediately noticed, and looked away from his shirtless self.

"Morning." She said playing with her fingers, averting his gaze

"Um....morning" He said, even though it was intensely awkward."We're leaving later today" He added.

"Okay. U hm, have you seen my phone?" She asked, he pointed at the phone on the bed before removing his well-ironed shirt from the hanger.

"Thanks." She managed to say. "did my phone ring?" She asked taking the phone from the bed.

"Nope, expecting something?" He asked.

"Don't worry." She said before leaving and closing the door.

***on the private jet***

He watched as she laughed  with the person she was on the phone with. He sighed and declined his chair trying to sleep, but another round of laughter stopped him from doing so. He groaned, abruptly stood up and took the phone from her.

He sat back down and pressed the phone to his chest, he didn't miss the shock on her face when he did so. "I want sleep." He said."I did not get enough". she rolled her eyes at his childish behavior and tried to catch some sleep herself.

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"Home, bitter home." Asaad sang with a sigh.

"What?" Layla asked.

"Um...nothing, you hungry?" He asked changing the subject.

"No, I'm kinda tired, so I'm just gonna rest." She said walking to the steps, indicating she does not want to hear more of his chit chat, suddenly she remembered when she was half way to the top.

Her phone.

"Ali..."She trailed.

"My phone? Do you know how important it is for me to have it NOW." She said in a do-you-know-what-you-just-did tone.

"Oh."He said reaching out to his pocket, then, he paused. "I'm not sure that's how you're supposed to talk to your husband." Asaad said teasing.

"Ali, seriously I don't have time for this but I can't start transferring stuff from the cloud to my other phone that's seriously why I'm standing here trying to convince you." Layla said in one breath, taking a huge inhale-exhale at the end.

He chuckled. "That does not work on me." He said. She looked at him questioningly. "The long speeches and the crossing of arm and stuff." He said grinning at her already frustrated state, albeit putting the phone on the kitchen counter.

"Ali......" She dragged. "Okay. Okay, you can have it if you bake me cupcakes and some other desserts-that-I-will-probably-crave-of " He said raising a brow.

"Deal!" They said in unison, and shaking hands. suddenly out of no where, she blurted. "Jinks padlock, you have to buy me three milkshakes!" She said grabbing her phone and running to her room, him following her after coming back to reality.

She climbed step by step, trying to increase speed with every contact with the floor. Immediately she opened, she let a high-pitched scream making Asaad shudder. The sight of her worst nightmare.

Spider.

On her way out of the room, she met with a figure causing her to lean the other way, almost in contact with the floor.

Reflex.

He caught on to her arms, having unsteady feet himself, he fell on top of her, although he steadied the landing.He caged her between his arms and knees. She blinked several times before lifting her eyes to meet his, and there, right there was the look.

The look she read in books, watched in films, thought in her mind, but never has she ever thought she will have it to. "Thank you" She said as she chuckled, he took one more glance at her beautiful features before chuckling too.

They now laid in the hallway, looking at the pure white ceiling, with detailed eighteen karat gold sequences. Suddenly a phone rang, making them look at each other. "It's mine" She sat taking the phone from the floor, she covered her palm when she saw the notification.

"What?" Asaad asked a little worried. "We've been together for six months now."She said smiling at him. "And you're remembering this now?" He asked sitting up too. She kept quiet. "I'm sorry wallahi, were you planning anything?" She asked. "Not anymore" Asaad said standing up to leave.

"Ali....."She called, he turned around giving her a chance to explain, she sighed. "I'm really sorry, but I feel like I do not know you at all, do you think we rushed this, cause I kinda feel like we did, or maybe we are just not ready yet, but everything is just out of my control...so, what do you think?"She said playing with her fingers nervous at his reaction , a huge sigh dropping at the end.

"Wow, thank you for me feel so much better." He said sarcastically, and left. He was happy she left him alone, because right now he needed some space, a lot of it. You would think a fourteen square-foot  mansion would give the required space, but he felt nothing like space, more like restrained.

He felt hurt.

She did exactly what everyone is doing, undermining the situation and not appreciating the mental struggle. 

And effort.

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Hey guys, so hope you liked the chapter!!

And please don't get confused because I know I do this typing mistake all the time. She calls him 'Ali', but he is Asaad, Ali is not in the book.

yet;)

But I will always try my best to fix it when I'm editing.

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