You All Along

Chapter 29

SONGS FOR THIS CHAPTER

Really Don’t Care (Demi Lovato)

Steal My Girl (One Direction)

Neon Lights (Demi Lovato)

Part Of Me (Katy Perry)

Heartbreak Girl (5SOS)

Amnesia (5 SOS)

Fireproof (One Direction)

Layla’s P.O.V

What was that suppose to mean? I don’t know so I pushed to the back of my mind and bid Elsa and Irene’s mom goodbye and headed home. But let’s be real every single text that I get from Jeff which is confusing makes me confused and makes me think and I don’t like thinking much. So I called him.

“Hello?” I said.

“Hey baby, what’s up? Where are you? I’m at your house already and guess what; I have a chicken pot pie in front of me. You want some?”

“Yeah, yeah hold up. What’s with the be prepared you’re next text anyway? You’re plotting something diabolical against me or something?”

“Oh yeah, um, that was nothing. That was message I sent this morning to Adam to pick him up and um, I think I uh, accidentally sent to…you?” he said more like a question.

“Yeah, okay, Mr. Boyfriend. Don’t touch that pie until I’m there, I have something pretty serious to ask you,” I said and hung up.

Right, what was the something serious again? Yes, the bracelet. I hit hard on the accelerator and hoped to be back home in 10 minutes. Just enough time for that pie to cool down. And I was a little bit off schedule when I pulled in to my driveway. My mom went to get some groceries, and Jeff was sitting at the counter, with, oh a huge and hot, chicken pie. “Hey baby,” I said, and hugged Jeff from behind and in returned got licked on the cheek. “Eew! You monster!” I said as I wiped off the saliva off and filled a glass of water.

“You were at Irene’s? “he said as he shut his phone and placed it in his pocket. I nodded and brought out two plates and forks and a knife. I sat in silence opposite Jeff, not quite sure how I was supposed to bring up the topic I was internally practicing minutes ago. “So what is the serious topic again?” he asked, and I choose this as the perfect time to shove a forkful of steaming pie filling in my mouth before I answered. With the food in my mouth my answer came out as, “If abow teh pace cut eh ooh ev lee af er eh,” which was pretty depressing because I clearly did not learn my lesson when my mom taught me not to speak with my mouth full 16 years ago. Jeff raised an eyebrow at me and handed me his glass of water and motioned me to drink it first. “Its about the bracelet that you gave me yesterday,” I said, pretending I did not just make a fool out of myself in front of my one day old boyfriend. Jeff placed his fork gently on the plate and his elbows on the table and rubbed his hands together, like someone in a meeting who is about to present an important talk would do. “The bracelet. Yes, can we talk about that later? You’re starving and you should eat first,” he said but I objected. “But...” I started. “No buts, I know where you are going with this, so I want you to eat first,” he cut me off and continued shoving pie at his face. Typical Jeff. Prioritizing my stomach over his mother’s bracelet. How nice. Note the sarcasm.

“Okay, I’m done. Now can we talk about that?” I said, and I knew he would tell me that we could talk about it after we cleaned the place, so I cleaned the place and sat back on the counter. “I think we should go upstairs first, so we can discuss that?” he offered, and I stood up with more force than needed to make it clear that I was pretty annoyed. I stormed up the stairs and Jeff followed. He sat on the bed and I waited for him to speak up because I’ve said too much today. “Right, about the bracelet, I knew you’d figure it out. That it was my mom’s bracelet. I mean I didn’t give it to you because I wanted to save the cost. I felt that, it was the most precious thing I could ever give to someone. Listen Layla, my mom was the only woman I ever loved that much, and even though she is not here right now, you are the person that I…that I really...that I really love as much as I loved my mom. So I thought her bracelet was the best thing I could ever give to you,” he said and clasped his fingers tight together on his lap. Tears swelled at the brim of my eyes and threatened to spill. “My dad gave that to my mom on their anniversary, and he showed it to me first. I really liked it, and I wished to give something like that to the girl I loved in the future. But things changed by then and my mother’s bracelet was the only possession I had of her. So I sent to a jewelry store to get it polished and cleaned the other day when we went shopping for your dress. But I didn’t think of a cover story to tell you when you figure it out, so I don’t know if this means anything to you, but this is the best thing I could give you,” he said, and looked at me.  As you could have guessed, I started crying already because what Jeff said was beautiful and really touching, like literally, I touched my left collarbone (where people touch when they are touched by something) like 6 times when he was talking. I climbed on his laps, and connect my lips with his. I pushed him on the bed, and fell on him, still not breaking the kiss. His hands crept up slowly, and with high level of romance up my thighs and he lifted me higher. Our tongues danced like Cinderella and the prince did in the ballroom; ever so gently and smoothly. He slid his hand under my shirt and lifted it just enough to wrap my waist with his arms. My fingers played with his messy hair. We finally broke the kiss, because both Jeff and I were out of breath. He pecked me on the lips again, and I fell on his chest. I just laid there long enough until I fell asleep.

Right. I'm absolutely so very sorry for not updating for such a long time. I know I cannot be excused but my finals were on and I had this Indian Festival to prepare for and oh tehre was too much going on. I made this chapter a bit longer, to make it up to you guys so I hope I'm forgiven *hides behind Liam Payne*. Anyways, I know, that in chapter 19, I mentioned that Jeff bought the bracelet from the shopping mall when they both were shopping the other day, but I thought it would be better to add a little more sentiment to the story by saying it was his mom's bracelet so I hope that 2 second rant didn't piss anyone off! Thank you so much for still reading the story because I was called in by a publishing company in Singapore to see if I wanted to send in a manuscript to publish my own book. I was thinking of sending this story in but I was scared that it wasn't good enough. So please do comment below if you think I can send this story for publishing! And please do vote and share the story because you all have no clue how much that can make me smile! (LITERALLYY!!) SO I LOVE YOU ALL AND I"M GOING TO STOP TALKING RN!