Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 21
He pulled away from the curb, but he didn’t want to be apart from her.
He’d sat in class that day, alone, with Mitchell yammering on about another conquest, and all he’d wanted was for Laylah to be near him, to kiss her lips.
D--n it, these feelings for her were deepening with every passing day.
He was going to have to talk to his father because this didn’t feel normal. Even now, his palms were slightly sweaty. He looked back and saw Laylah was still there. She lifted a hand to wave.
He waved back and it made him feel a little better to know he wasn’t the only one feeling it.
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Laylah opened her window.
Closed it.
Opened it.
Closed it.
Did she want Blue coming to her room?
Her parents had given her the third degree and they had grounded her.
She couldn’t hang out with either Becky or John. She’d already called her friends and apologized to them.
This wasn’t supposed to be a big deal and yet, that was exactly what it had turned into.
She opened the window.
Stepped back, looked at it, and then closed it again.
“No, no. My parents will kill me if I let him in.” She shook her head.
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