1 Meeting

Layla's pov....

I was on my way home but I stopped and admired the beautiful poppies, then I remembered I've got to get home moms going to kill me if I'm late. Oh let me introduce myself I'm Layla Carter my dad died of cancer when I was twelve I'm eighteen now, anyway after my dad died I'm mom turned to drinking so she blamed me for my dads death I have an older brother who is Ricky he's nineteen. Since my brother works and pays for the house he's always away so my mother beats the shit out of me. My brother has a friend who comes over sometimes and cleans my wounds when my brother is yelling at my mom. I have a small crush on him okay okay I have a big crush on him but he's so hot I mean sharp jawline, perfect plump lips, muscular body, sandy blonde hair, bright baby blue eyes, who couldn't love him he's hot. But then he kissed me HE Kissed Me im dead.

Three years later.....

Well I guess you could say im lucky I got my childhood crush and im in love with him. Yes strict but that just turns me on so much.

Yes yes I know its short please dont judge.