13. Story

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[authors note: I'm not going off of the video 100%, it's 2:21am, I'm tired and honestly to lazy to watch it.]

I was sitting on the couch as Megan smiles brightly, god she was beautiful. No wonder Andrew liked her, I mean she was stunning.

"Oh my god you're beautiful," Ryland gushed, smiling at her.

"Thank you!" She giggled.

"I know you're upset," Jack whispered.

"Maybe..." I sighed, bringing my legs up to my chest.

"She's not all that," he snicker, causing her to giggled lightly. We were both in a whisper tone so the others wouldn't hear.

"But he likes her." I reminded, looking over to my brother.

"There's a different between celebrity crush and a real crush." Jack said plainly.

"W-What?" I questioned with confusion.

"Shes his celebrity crush, he doesn't know her properly. I mean he doesn't know you properly but he's been talking to you more and shit." Jack tried to explain.

"I get what you mean, but thanks!" I smiled.

"He's almost here!" Shane exclaimed, "you two, off the couch!"

We both groaned and jack got up, dragging me by my arm off of it. I was tired and not looking forward to see Andrew fall in love wit a girl who wasn't me.

Jack and I sat at the stairs, and watched as Andrew entered the house and his eyes widening.

"No!" He said, his voice filled with shock.

But now I had zoned out and was giggling at my brother who was making weird faces at me.

"Layla stop, we're trying to make a ship." Shane spat in sassy tone which only caused me to giggle more.

It was the end of this date thing. Shane played music for the two to slow dance and I began feeling ill, but not a 'I wanna throw up'. My chest hurt and it was like someone kicked it. Jack was asleep on the couch and I nudged Garrett's arm.

"What's up?" He questioned immediately.

"Will you come to the spare room with me? I need to talk to someone." I asked, gulping slightly and he nodded.

We walked to the spare room, and sat on the bed that Jack and I always took while being here.

"What's up laybug?" He asked.

"I don't know, he just looked so happy with her," I started, my eyes welling up, "he looked as if she was the only person in the room."

"Aww Lay!" Garrett pity filled sighed.

"I don't know why it's annoying me, I only texted him a few times and we just met a few days ago." Layla sniffled, "why am I doing this to myself?" I asked, my lip trembling and tears falling from my eyes.

"Maybe you're falling for him?" He suggested and shook my head.

"I-I'm so confused," I choked out, Garrett's arms wrapping around my small body.

"It's okay Lay, it's okay!" Garrett soothed.

"Thank you." I whispered, letting every tear fall.

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