Having Fun With The Bad Boy

"Is this really happening?" I asked quietly to myself.

"Yeah, but you know that i'll always be here for you." He said.

I shook my head while tears began to stream down to my face "No...I can't do this, I can't." I stand up and rush to the door.

A mascular arm wrapped around my waist and my back hitting his chest whilst he rested his head down besides my neck "No, please..." I swear I felt him sniff and a tear role down to my neck. I know that his starting to cry "This is my life now, please Layla. Don't give up, we can make it...together." That's it I turn around and hug him like my life defending on it.