Summer Love ~ L.P.
Chapter 7
As soon as we got to Layla’s house, she led me upstairs. She had a nice bedroom, the walls painted pink and dotted with posters of One Direction.
“So, how long have you been a fan?” I asked her.
“Since I heard ‘What Makes You Beautiful’ for the first time,” Layla said. “Did you really used to work in a bakery?”
“I sure did! I don’t work there anymore, of course, but I can put a bun in your oven, if you know what I mean.”
That seemed to turn her on, as she started making out with me. This quickly turned into sex, with our clothes off and everything.
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Two hours later, I had fallen asleep when my cell phone rang. It was Liam, probably checking up on me. “Hello?” I said.
“Harry, we’ve been waiting for you for ten minutes! Where are you?!” Liam asked.
“I’m still at Layla’s house. Things got a little…heated.” I laughed.
“Well, hurry up and get to the venue!”
“I’ll be there in ten, mate.” I crept out of bed, got dressed, and wrote Layla a note saying where I was going. Then, I found her cell phone and put my name and number in it.
“What are you doing?” Layla asked.
“I’m just putting my number in your phone. What’s yours, love?”
Layla gave me her number and went back to sleep, and I put it in my phone.
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Layla’s POV
As soon as Harry left, I called my friend Gianna to tell her about him.
“Hello?” Gianna said when she answered.
“Gi, guess what? I had sex with Harry Styles!” I exclaimed.
“You did?! How did you even meet him?!”
“I met him at the concert last night. He pulled me onstage, sang ‘Best Song Ever’ to me, and asked me out!”
“Wow, lucky! I wish I was that fortunate!”
“So, how’s Jillian? Has she said her first word yet?”
Jillian is Gianna’s thirteen-month-old daughter.
“No, not yet. I’m trying to get her to say ‘Mama’, though.”
We talked about random stuff for a good hour before Gianna said it was time to wake Jill up from her nap.
I had just hung up when I got a call, this one from Harry. “Hello?”
“Hey, it’s Harry. I just wanted to say that I’d love to see you again.”
“Me too. If I could kiss you through the phone, I would.” I laughed.
Harry laughed with me. “Well, I must go. We were just on a five-minute break.”
“Okay, bye!”
“Ciao, Layla.”