Layla's POV
Daddy Bil😈
wassup baby it's billie from the store
I know☺️,ft?
Of course, let me get settled in first
shit shit shit shit shit....I didn't think she was going to say yes. I look like an actual crack whore right now. I jump out of my bed and went to close and lock my door. I live alone with my dad ever since my mom left us 2 years ago for her new husband, "hAkEEm". I was sad at first but now.....fuck that bitch.
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After 10 minutes of combing my hair, putting on mascara, and turning on my red LEDS (i have no idea how makeup works because i dress like a 10 year old boy so correct me when i'm wrong in this book👁👄👁) i finalize my look with a cropped tank top and the shortest shorts i could find. "a hoe neva gets cold" i whisper to myself as pull my shorts down in the middle.
"DAD", I yell to my dad in his room. "YES HUNNY?" "IM GOING TO BE ON THE PHONE SO LIKE....DONT COME IN PLEASE." "OH UH SURE HONEY".
My dad respects my privacy, because he told my he never wants me to not trust him and vice versa. That folks....is real parenting. I decided to put on a push up bra because why not.
"Damn i'm a whole snack" I think to myself. I secretly hope Billie thinks so too.
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Billie's POV
damn why did i say yes. i'm always so awkward on phone calls and end up saying some dumb shit. i open my room door and am greeted by my dog, shark. "who's a good boy? i wove you sharkie", I say in a baby voice as i pick him up and pet him. Shark makes me soft and i really don't mind it.
I put him back down and put on my ethika boxers and a wife beater. i put on my cuban link as well just to add an extra touch. I set my phone on my bed and pressed the facetime button..
"Hey bil" , Layla answered. DAMN SHE LOOKS GOOD. She's a tight tank top and her tits are banging. I lick my lips, holding in my bottom one. She makes my dick twitch and she didn't even do anything physical to me. "Hey baby, you look so good right now", i say in a deep,raspy voice. She blushes and looks down shyly.
"nah don't get all shy now babygirl, let's get to know each other now yeah?" "Yeah sure, 21 questions?" I laugh slightly and reply, " i haven't played that since high school, yeah let's go."
Layla's POV
Oh shit....i am in high school....HOW OLD IS SHE? A little lie won't hurt right? "oh yeah i remember playing that in high school too" I awkwardly lied. I really hope she bought that. I saw her chuckle and lick her lips. Man this girl can really fuck my life up and id be fine with that.
"ok first question " she smirks . "how old are you". That would be THE FIRST question she asked too...uh think fast think fast. "i turned 19 a couple months ago" , I lie. That's believable, and plus i'll be 19 in 3 years....that's close enough. " oh we close then, i'm 21 about to turn 22 in december", she replied smiling.
I saw her get up from her bed and grab a bottle of aquaphor on the dresser behind her. I examine her outfit as put on her lip balm. Man she's so fine i can't even function. I scan my eyes down her body. Her lips, boobs, that bulg.....wait a damn minute.....does she have a-
"damn girl you staring hella hard" she interrupted my thoughts. " oh um yeah....well it's my turn next.....do you have a...well you know..." i said motioning to the huge bulge in her boxers. She blushed slightly and let her hair fall in her face. " yeah i do, is that bad? I can hang up if you want..i understand if you think i'm a freak.. it won't be new if you do im used to it" "NO NO" , I cut her off. " That makes you even more fine than you already are" I finish. She smiles and lets out a breath she was holding in. " that's perfect then".
This girl is going to be the death of me I swear. " you don't have to say it if you don't want to.. but how big is it" , i ask awkwardly letting curiosity take over. She smirks and grabs it, "11 inches baby". HOLD THE GOSH DARN PHONE...... I stare, my mouth gaped wide open. "Close your mouth mamas before something gets in it", she says suggestively before sitting back down smiling. i close my mouth and struggle to find words. " oh ok um...let's move on", i say still shocked.
Billie's POV
"you go to college or just work?" I asked her.
"uh.." i notice her hesitate a little. that's weird but i shrug it off as shyness. "i work...across town". I could tell she didn't want to elaborate so i didn't ask where.
"cool cool. I go to community college and i just started volunteering in a school office for community service credit for class" I explain.
"Aww that cute", she replies with her bottom lip poked out.
" not as cute as you" i say as i smile cheekily. This girl does something to me physically and mentally....and i love it.
No one's POV
Layla and Billie stayed on the phone all night and learned almost everything about eachother. From favorite colors to secrets that now only the two share. Of course one thing was left out....Layla is 16 and a junior in high school while billie is 21 and a junior in college. The two have a date scheduled for the weekend and neither can wait. Of course Layla isn't going to tell her dad, because of the age difference. It's just a harmless lie and nothing could go wrong.........right?
A/N: I HATE THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH😗✌🏾
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Falling for a lie
Teen Fiction"why'd you lie? we could get in trouble for this", Billie asked too calmly Layla stayed silent as Billie began to pace around the room "is this the end of us?", Layla whispered nervously The room fell silent. Billie cleared her throat and said... "...
