Chapter 44

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Layla

We stare at each other for a while, him staring at me emotionlessly and I staring at him in pure shock.

My shock turns to anger as I see him healthy and perfectly fine.

"Where were you Landon." I say rather angrily.

He just stares at me observing my every move.

"Do you not know how worried I was ?" I tell him raising my voice now.

"It's been weeks Landon, and all I could think about was you." I exaggerate.

He just watches me as I continue to rant to him.

"How could you Landon?"

"One single text would of been perfectly fi-

I stop my sentence as he stands up and walks over to me, limping.

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion as he stands in front of me.

"Why are you walking like that?" I whisper out.

He lifts his shirt up and my eyes widen as I see the side of his ribs.

There was a white bandage over it, dried blood covered on the bandage too.

"Got shot." He says emotionlessly as he stares at me.

I gasp and instantly go over to him.

"Oh my god." I whisper as I inspect his wound.

"How?" I ask him as my fingers graze his chest.

He stares down at me blankly not saying a word.

All of a sudden I'm being pulled into his chest, his arms wrapped around me warmly as he holds my body in his.

I hesitantly wrap my arms around his neck lightly, not wanting to hurt him.

"Layla." He mumbles into my neck.

"Yeah?" I reply quietly.

"Hug me." He says pulling my body tighter against him.

"No. I don't want to hurt you." I tell him.

He scoffs and replies.

"Fuck that, I'm fine." He tells me.

I sigh and pull him to me.

His head rested on my shoulder as mine rested on his chest. 

We stayed like this for a while until I broke it.

I moved away from him and sat on the bed.

He watched me as I looked down at my hands and began playing with them.

I heard him sigh and walk over to the bed.

He sat down on the edge and ran a hand through his hair before turning to me.

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