All Because Of Him

Chapter 2

Blake is at the side

~Chapter 2~

Layla's POV

My shift finished at four in the afternoon, I walk out the door and see Blake starting to get up and walk over to me. So I stop and turn around and ask him what he wanted. I knew that I didn't want to hear whatever he had to say but me since I'm nice, I would. "Ok Layla, I know this is a long overdue apology, I should of told you the truth of why I left you." He says with sorrow in his eyes. "Oh is there more to you sleeping with another girl, then breaking up with up and then leaving?" I say annoyed and being angry, well I have a right to be pissed off now.

"I didn't cheat on you, I would never cheat on anyone, let alone you. I never wanted to break up with you, I really did love you and I still do. You were so angry with me, I just didn't think it'd be the best idea to tell you I was moving to California for a scholarship. So I'm really sorry about what happened, but will you be my girlfriend again?" He say while I look into his eyes, his blue filled with hope. I take a deep breath and sigh.

"I would of understood, it's your future career and you shouldn't turn something like that down. The past is the past, as much as i liked to change it i can't. When you broke up with me, i moved on too. So no i won't be your girlfriend again, I'm sorry. We could of had something really special you know. So I'm sorry about that, I have to go." I say, starting to make a move to leave.

"It's okay, it was a long shot anyway. Instead of you being my girlfriend can we please go out as friends?" He asks not trying to sound desperate, but he was failing.

"Sorry Blake, but I don't think that would be a great idea." I say, lacking confidence in myself, because whenever I saw his handsome face my heart melted and my cheeks were burning, because I was blushing so much.

We exchanged our phone numbers, so we could stay in touch. I started running back to my house. My mum was still at work, so I had the place to myself. I walked down the hallway to the staircase to go to my bedroom. I begin to open my black curtains, as the light slowly creeps into the room I could now see my dark purple feature wall and the cream walls, like any other teenage girl I had posters of famous actors that I adored, and also my sporting heroes which are mainly gymnasts.

On one wall of my bedroom is covered with my gymnastics competition ribbons that consist of 1st, 2nd or 3rd. On my shelves I have all of my trophies that have won. At the moment I'm an international level ten in gymnastics, and next year I'm going to be at the Olympic competing level! Hopefully they will ask me if I want to compete in the Olympics. Its been my dream for a long time, to represent my country doing the sport I love. So when I am not working or at school, I'm training my butt off. So I am probably the strongest in my all of my classes, compared to all the girls and most of the boys. Everyone thinks its unnatural, how strong and flexible I am.

I open my first draw of my bed side table, regretting instantly. I saw a photo of when Blake and I were younger and still going out. We looked deeply into each others eye, while I was sitting on his lap. If someone had never met before they would say that we were deeply in love. I smiled at the picture knowing what we once had. That's when the thought occurred to me, I didn't put that photo there, that this photo wasn't mine. I just put i back, knowing I couldn't throw it out.

I take a sit onto my window seat, looking out the window. I could see Blake walking around the place with girls going up to him, it took nearly all of my energy not to go over to him. My thoughts are interrupted when my phone started ringing. I looked at my phone to see Monica's contact photo on my screen, so I decided if I didn't answer it I would regret it later.

"So what you are you calling about Moni?" I ask. "I hear someone still likes you, also I heard that someone asked you out again. What did you say?" She says in the strangest accent i have ever heard. "What do you think I said." I said as if I was stating the obviou

"Layla, Layla, Layla why did you say No! he defiantly loves you, and I know for a fact that you love him too!" She said as if she was pissed off. "I DO NOT LOVE HIM, I HATE HIM! Why would you say that in the first place?" I say yelling into my phone, but there is a little part of me that is absolutely certain I love him back, but I've never said that aloud before. And I want to keep it that way, i want my feelings for him to be hidden, I think to myself.

"Layla don't tell me that bullshit, I know your lying, do you still like him? And it doesn't matter if you do." She asks and tells me. "Hey are you free right now?" I ask getting off topic, because I didn't want to talk about it. "I'll be there in two minutes, see you soon." And that's when we hung up the phone, I knew it wouldn't take Moni long to get to my house, because her house is a few down from mine.

She walked in the door without knocking and steps into my room saying. "Tell me EVERYTHING!" I sigh getting up from the window seat, and sitting on my bed next to her.

"ok what ever we say never leaves this room alright!" I see her nod, so I continue. "Ok, there's a little part of me that still loves him, but I don't trust him because he lied to me." I say with a small smile on my face. "What does your heart tell you to do? You need to follow your heart and you'll find the answer." She say excitedly waiting for me to respond.

I close my eyes, trying to listen to think what my heart is telling me about Blake. But nothing comes, so I do this for another couple of minutes, that's when it comes to me. I now know how I feel towards Blake Conners now.