You All Along

Chapter 38

SONGS FOR THIS CHAPTER

7 Things (Miley Cyrus)

Fall for You (Secondhand Serenade) {I swear it always come up though it’s on shuffle}

Lucky (Jason Mraz)

Happy (Pharrell Williams)

Pompeii (Bastille)

Really Don’t Care (Demi Lovato)

Immortals (Fall Out Boy)

Illusion (One Direction)

Jeff’s P.O.V

I turned on my laptop after reaching my room. Elsa said she went to get her clothes to shower in my room because the heater wasn’t working in her room, and they’d get it fixed tomorrow. I tapped my username and password in the required columns and waited for the screen to pop up. Once it did, I saw that Layla was indeed online and moved the cursor on her name when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and Elsa was carrying a small bag, and said, “Where’s the bathroom in here?”  And pushed me aside to search for the bathroom. “It right over there. I have shampoos if you want to use them. I’m going to Skype call Layla, okay?” I said and walked back towards the desk. I clicked Layla’s name and waited for her to answer. Once the beeping stopped I looked up to see Layla sitting on her desk I suppose. She was wearing a spaghetti black tank top and one of the sleeves was already down her shoulder. Her hair was pinned up in a messy bun and she had a book in front of her. “Hey,” she said and blew me a kiss through the screen. I pretended to catch it and tapped my chest a little and she giggled. “How’s college? Did you just reach in?” she asked.

“Yeah, I live in a single dorm, so I have the room to myself. How’s college for you?” I questioned her. “It’s well okay, when does your class start?” she asked me in return. And we just had a plain conversation with nothing interesting to talk about when Elsa called me from the bathroom. “Hold on, Lay,” I told her and stood up, I walked to the bathroom, to see Elsa looking at me through the slightly opened door.  Her right leg was out, in an attempt to hold the door in place, not completely but enough to show her bare skin up to her mid thigh, and her right arm was out completely and the wet skin of her chest was visible slightly. “Can you get me a towel? I forgot to bring mine, sorry,” she said and her cheeks reddened. “I only have mine. I haven’t gone shopping yet. Is it okay with you?” I asked and she nodded. I fetched my towel that Layla bought me as a birthday gift and walked back to the laptop. Layla couldn’t have seen me going to the bathroom because the laptop faced the corkboard. I sat back down, and saw her sipping a cup of coffee. And with that we continued the boring ass conversation. About 5 minutes later, Elsa walked in on Layla and I skyping, wearing only a towel, and her eyes widened. “Um, Elsa? I thought Jeff lived alone,” she said and started fiddling with her fingers. “Oh um hi, sorry my heater wasn’t working and I came here to shower,” Elsa explained and Layla nodded before her eyes dropped on the towel she has to cover her naked skin. “Um, the t-to-towel?” Layla asked, and Elsa quickly said, “I forgot to bring mine, sorry, um I’ll go get dressed,” she said and jogged off to the bathroom with her little bag in her hands, the towel was wrapped loosely around her and that was something I wouldn’t want to catch Layla seeing. The conversation consisted of us just saying awkward words and glances. There was a knock in Layla’s door, and she turned around. The door slowly flung open and he stood there. What on earth was Adam doing in her room? Layla smiled at him and turned her attention back to the screen. “Adam is my roommate. I told you right? His previous roommate smoked a lot and he couldn’t take it, so he asked for a dorm change and they only had like two unisex dorm room available. One was a girl who smoked too, and the other was me. So he chose to stay here,” she said and stood up to bring the things he bought. He smiled at me and air bro-fisted me to which I returned awkwardly. It was then that I saw that Layla’s tank top barely reached her waist and her short were incredibly short that barely covered any thigh skin. My cheeks flared in jealousy and anger at the same time, but I kept telling myself that they both were just friends. “One second Jeff,” she called out from the table where the things were. They were arranging some canned food in the cupboard but Layla couldn’t reach it, so in one swift motion Adam carried her by her waist and placed his hand just below her butt, and turned to the screen at me. I quickly looked down, because I didn’t want both of them to see that I was indeed a point past livid. She jumped down from his grip and jogged to the desk again. She adjusted her barely existent sleeve and sat back down. “Was just arranging the groceries. Where is Elsa?” she asked. “Um, she’s still inside,” and I just stared at my hands waiting for Layla to speak when I heard Adam’s voice. I looked up and saw that he was talking to me. “She’s been working really hard for the past week, helping me arrange everything from my previous room in here. Haven’t you, Layla?” he asked and looked down on her and winked. Great, they have inside jokes too. He slipped his hands down her bare shoulders and gently massaged them. His hands trailed down her back and both her sleeves dropped and he continued massaging for another five seconds and her eyes involuntarily shut out of pleasure. I couldn’t take it so I raised my voice a little to call Elsa. “Elsa! Adam is on Skype! Do you want to talk to him?” and Adam dropped his hands. “Huh? I’m coming hold on!!” Adam, quickly bent down to fix Layla’s sleeves and mumbled something in her ear, and kissed her ear, longer than any friendly kiss should be. “Adam, uh he went to get more groceries from downstairs. Could you tell Elsa?” she asked and touched her ear, where he kissed and smiled just a little. “Elsa, Adam is out, you don’t have to hurry,” I called out and Layla leaned in closer. “Um Jeff?” she called. “What?” I snapped and she jumped. ‘Sorry, sorry. Yeah?” I apologized and she hesitated before saying, “Um, Adam and Elsa. They broke up before we left for college because they didn’t want to try a long distance relationship, that’s why he left,” . I nodded, but this just made me even more pissed. He’s single, living with my girlfriend, who he bullied and liked a lot after that, and they have inside jokes, and he’s giving her a massage, and she is wearing freaking short shorts with him. Fuck. I told Layla I had to go get something, and quickly ended the call.

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