She's my everything episode 5

She's My Everything?
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Chapter Five
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In the next second, the front door closed with her parents calling out her name.

Pulling away from Blue, she looked down to see their drinks spilled to the floor.

“I’m in the kitchen,” she said.

They would know. She just knew there was no way they wouldn’t see through what they’d been doing.

Blue helped her clean up the mess as her parents came around the corner.

She managed to get through the introductions without too much error, but her parents were eyeing Blue with disappointment.

She was in for one hell of a conversation when he left.

Rather than dwell, she allowed Blue to charm the asses off of them while she went to grab the groceries from her father’s car.

As she got the last bag, her mother was waiting for her in the kitchen.

“Do we need to have a serious talk?” she asked.

“Mom, really, please don’t.” She’d already been forced to have the sex and pregnancy meeting.

She didn’t want to have to go through that again.

“I think your dad likes him.”

“And what do you think?” Her father had a way of liking everyone.

“He’s got a reputation even at the country club, sweetheart. I’ve heard his name one too many times. Be careful there.”

She had every intention of being careful.

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Blue liked Laylah’s dad. He was easy to talk to, but her mother was another problem.

The way she looked at him told him she’d heard way too much things about him.

He was going to have to convince her that he had no intention of hurting her daughter.

The following day, he arrived at Laylah’s house, waiting for her to come to him.

Her parents had already left. Her father had asked for him to keep an eye on her, which he already did.

His thoughts returned to the fridge. The way she’d responded to his touch.

When he’d faced her parents, he’d been so rock-hard. He couldn’t keep a single thought as he’d been so desperate to have Laylah.

She stepped out of her door, heading toward him.

She wore another pair of jeans and a plain black shirt that seemed to mold to every single curve.

Her long brown locks were pulled up into a single ponytail. She got into his car, offering him a smile, but he couldn’t resist leaning forward and kissing those luscious lips.

Laylah cupped his cheek and whimpered. “You’ve got to stop doing that.”

“I’m not going to stop doing anything until I’m sure you’re as addicted as I am.”

“You’re bad for me.” She kissed him again before pulling away. “I don’t think I can get used to this.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it easier for you.” He pulled away from her driveway, taking hold of her hand as he did.

“You know you were a pro with my parents. Are you used to charming them?”

“Laylah, I hate to break it to you, but I’ve never had a girlfriend before.”

“Are you serious?” she asked. “You must have.”

“Nope.” He shook his head. “I’ve had no reason to have a girlfriend.”

“Blue, I’m not going to sleep with you.”

“I want you too, but this is far more than sex. Believe me, I know what sex means.”

“Yeah, my mom has heard about your reputation,” she said.

He winced. “Really?”

“Yep. She warned me about you. You’re very popular at the country club.”

He grimaced. “Okay, can I at least have points for saying that it all happened before I realized you were the one I wanted?”

“You don’t have to keep saying stuff like that, Blue.”

Blue pulled up against the curb and kept the ignition running. He turned in his seat to look at her.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I … I have a reputation. You know that. I screwed my way through the cheerleading squad, I’ve slept with married women. I had a married woman show me how to please a woman.”

“I don’t need to hear this.”

“Yes, you do. I’ve slept with a lot of girls and women. I’ve never used force. It has always been consensual.”

He licked his lips. “At the time, I didn’t care what it made me, but I’m not proud of it. After you told me I was your first kiss, I wish I’d saved my firsts for you, but I didn’t. I only have one first and that’s falling in love.”

“Please, don’t.”

“I’ve got to tell you.”

“No, you don’t,” she said. “We don’t have to have this conversation.”

He lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles. “They’re all in the past, Laylah. You’re the only woman I want. Will you go out with me?”

She frowned. “You’re asking me to be your girlfriend?”

“Yes. I will be the perfect gentleman.”

“What does being your girlfriend entail?”

“For one, you’re going to have to accept me kissing you. Holding your hand. Walking you to class. Being the attentive boyfriend.”

“And?”

“You’re going to need to cheer me on when I play.”

“I already do that.”

“You do?”

“Yes. My parents, even though they don’t know the first thing about sports, are always there at the games. I’ve been cheering you on for years, Blue.”

“Then I’m going to look for you and when I win, I’m going to come and find you to give me a celebratory kiss.”

“This is all…”

“Awesome. Amazing. The best kind of news you’ve heard.”

“I was going to say surreal.”

“Well, I can live with surreal.” He cupped her cheek. “And I’m hoping you can as well.”

She nodded. “We need to get to school. I don’t need my mom already being anti-Blue when she finds out you made me late to class.”

“And here I was going to suggest we cut school entirely. You can spend the day with me. Get to know the real me and not just the crap I’ve told you about.”

“I think I need school to deal with everything. That will be a nice distraction. Just out of curiosity, I’m not going to get someone claiming to be your girlfriend and threatening to beat my ass, am I?”

“I’ve got no one, Laylah. I never promised anyone anything. You’re the first person I have.”

She chuckled. “So, there you go, I am a first of something. I’m the first girl you’re going to be serious about.”

“You’ve got that right.” He turned back to start driving.

Blue didn’t know how else to tell her that he was falling for her. It was so fvcking crazy, even to him.

They’d been school friends for years but he’d never felt this way before. She consumed his every waking thought.

He’d been so confused by his feelings, he’d talked to his dad, who happened to be happily married, and told him straight, he was falling in love.

It was the Jones way. They loved with their whole hearts. It wasn’t always pretty, but it was how they were, even his grandfather.

Laylah was nowhere near ready to learn that he was completely and totally in love with her.

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“You know he could be doing it to fvck you,” Becky said later that same day in their biology class.

“Ignore her. We all know he’s not the kind of guy to try to use wanting a date to get a girl to fall into his bed,” John said.

“You think he’s being serious about his feelings?”

“He hasn’t given you a single reason to doubt him, has he?”

“No.”

“Then I’d trust him. There’s nothing wrong with allowing yourself to enjoy this, Laylah. When was the last time you just enjoyed yourself?”

“There’s school and a lot of stuff.”

“You’ve forgotten what it means to have fun, and we haven’t been much help.”
John playfully slapped Becky’s arm.

“Ouch, why is it our fault?”

“I’m interested in my girlfriend, and you’re more interested in peaceful protest.”

“Don’t,” Laylah said. “You do not under any circumstances need to blame yourselves at all.”

There was a knock at the door. Someone from the main reception came in with a note and left immediately.

The teacher opened it up and looked across the classroom. “Laylah, you’re needed in reception.”

She frowned. Grabbing her bag, she stuffed her closed books into the bag and left the classroom.

Walking down the hallway, she wondered what she’d done.

She’d always been an exemplary student, so being called to the office was just … strange. She was a damn good person.

All of sudden, her hand was tugged. In the next second, she was pulled into the boys’ bathroom.

“Blue,” she said, laughing.

He pressed her up against the door.

“I need to go to the office.”

“No, you don’t. That was all me.” He slammed his lips down on hers and she moaned.

Dropping her bag, she cupped his face and kissed him back with a fiery passion.

Breaking from the kiss, she put her hands on his chest. “Wait a minute? How did you do that?”

“I was owed a favor, and I couldn’t stand not seeing you.”

“We saw each other less than an hour ago.”

“Yeah, and it felt like too much. I’m thinking of transferring biology classes. My grades have been impressive of late, and I can convince the teacher to transfer me.”

“Blue, please.”

“Too much?”

“Just a little.”

“You’re going to have to get used to it.” He kissed her harder, pressing his body against her.

“Do you want to skip class?”

“What part of my mom hating you don’t you get?”

“She won’t hate me for long.”

“She will if you keep on encouraging her only daughter to skip class.”

“Oh, that, I’m a good influence, I promise.”

He kissed her again and she lost herself in the pleasure of his kiss.

The way he touched her, the feel of his lips, it was all fighting against her strength to deny him. In all of her years, she’d never once skipped class. What would it be like to do it just once?

Licking her lips, she smiled at him. “Let’s go.”

“What?”

“I’ve never skipped class before.”

He groaned. “Another first?”

“You’re going to find out I’m a boring person.” She grabbed his hand and tugged the door open.

It wasn’t long before Blue took the lead. They left the main campus and ran toward his car.

She couldn’t stop laughing as he helped her into the car.

He turned over the ignition, and within a matter of seconds, they were out of the parking lot, heading toward the edge of town, in the direction of the mall.

She didn’t care where they were going. Winding down the window, she looked out and laughed.

“Oh, my. I can’t believe I just did that.”

“Being a rebel suits you. You should do it more often.”

“Not a chance,” she said, chuckling. “I can see why people enjoy doing this though. It’s such a rush, and crazy.”

He laughed right along with her.
Blue pulled up into the mall, finding a parking space.

She shoved her bag into the back of the car and climbed out.

“So, what do people do when they’ve cut class?”

“Usually, they make out,” Blue said. “But I figure we could head to the food court. Grab some snacks, walk around a bit. We don’t want to make you too much of a rebel on your first day.”

“You’ve got that right.”

They headed toward the mall and Blue reached out, taking her hand. She was tempted to tell him not to, but then decided against it. She didn’t see a problem holding his hand. There was no reason to pull away.

That very morning, at school, she’d gotten through the finger-pointing and all the whispers.

It kind of helped that Blue seemed to constantly have a smile on his face. It thrilled her greatly.

They got some burgers and spent the entire afternoon wandering the mall. To most, it might have been a boring way to spend the afternoon hanging out, but to Laylah, it was perfect.

Her cell phone was constantly vibrating with calls from Becky and John. She ignored it.

By four o’clock, though, she knew she wasn’t going to have much choice but to go home. As she climbed back into the car, her heart rate kicked up.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“What?”

“When you skip school, you shouldn’t look like you regret it,” he said.

“I don’t regret it.” She tucked her hair behind her ear.

She’d let it down a little while ago as the ponytail had felt like it was tugging a little too much.

“I enjoyed today.”

“Then what’s wrong?”

“My parents. They’re going to be home and, well, I guess I don’t want to have the conversation with them. They’re going to judge.”

He kissed her knuckles. “I’ll come in with you.”

“You will?”

“How hard can it be?”

“Come into my office,” her father said.
Blue looked toward Laylah.

She hadn’t been kidding about her parents waiting. They both looked ready to kill him.

Not the best way to get in his girl’s good books. Not a good way at all.

“Dad, is this necessary?” Laylah asked.

“For the first time in my life, I got a call from the school to tell me my daughter had decided to skip class and to run off with a boy. I think this needs handling straight away.”

“Seriously, this was my first time.”

“Do not speak to me in that tone. You should be grateful we’re giving you a chance to explain yourself. All I wanted to do was ground your arse and ban him from ever stepping foot near you. You can thank your mom for that. You, follow me.”

Blue couldn’t recall being so nervous. The last time he’d had this sick feeling, his own father had demanded his presence in his office, but that had ended with a big box of condoms and the warning of what it meant to get a girl pregnant.

He didn’t think this was going to go the same way.

There was no way Laylah’s dad would offer him condoms, tell him to always be nice to the girl, and to be careful. Already, this was so scary.

He followed her father into his office.
Books lined all the walls, apart from a large window that overlooked the main garden.

“You know, I thought you were a good guy, Blue,” he said.

“I am. I mean … I don’t even know how it happened today.” He was about to spill the beans on creating a false girl just so he could get Laylah to kiss him.

That wouldn’t help his cause and so, he kept silent.

“I’m sorry. It will never happen again.”

Her father folded his arms, leaning against the edge of his desk, staring at him.

“What’s your deal here?”

“My deal?”

“I know kids your age. I was once a guy your age. What do you want with my daughter?” he asked.

“My wife has already told me about your previous reputation. Spare me the lies and the details. My girl isn’t someone to be toyed and played with. What’s your true intention with her?”

“I love her,” Blue said. The words spilled from his mouth. It wasn’t a lie, but the complete and total truth, which also shocked him. He’d never been in love before, but that was exactly how he felt.
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TO be continued