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  Jacob is Travis I changed his name ....
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I quickly took the phone and ran to my old bedroom. "Hello" I say quietly. "Layla, can we talk?" Travis asked. "Why do we need to talk if you said all you needed to say yesterday?" I ask. "Look I was a little upset and I've had some time to think" "Look Im not on campus right now so, bye." I say hanging up not bothering whether he heard me hang up or not. "LAYLA GO SIT IN THERE WITH CHRIS!" my mom yells.

Its not like he's lonely, his phone is giving him enough company, but I dont feel like arguing so I just go sit in the living room. He's still not paying any attention to me. "Chris" "Yeah" he replies. I was a little taken back that he actually answered. "You seem calm about this whole situation."

"Just because Im calm doesnt mean Im cool with it. Besides I have better things to do then think about this dumb ass arranged marriage. Honestly since we dont know each other. Im fine if your fine with me keeping my single status. Because to be honest your not even my type." he says.

"I dont think I want that. I think since were being forced to do it we should at least try."

"Look I dont know you and just because my parents are making me marry you doesnt mean, I have to actually act like were in a relationship. Because we both no we dont like each other. Besides I only date lightskins." he says walking out the room.

I was just completely broken, my bestfriend hates me, my fiance thinks Im ugly and he hates me. It just cant be anything that can top this. "Ma Im going back to school." I say without a goodbye or a bye from anyone, so I dont give one out. My car ride consisted of Drake a red bull, Doritos, and rain. The red bull was so I wouldnt fall asleep. I always fall asleep on rainy days, especially if Im not feeling the best. Once I get to my building everything was pretty normal except for the blue car in MY parking spot. So I walk up to my dorm room and Travis is standing right outside my door, I just ignore him and look for my keys. "Layla" he calls out as I unlock my door and walk in with him following me. I set my stuff on my bed and lay down. Only for him to sit at the edge of the bed. "Lay-" 

  "Look Jay Ive had a crappy day, so if you have any bad news please dont tell me. Save it for tomorrow." I say exhausted. 

  "i just need to ask you a question." "Go ahead." I say sighing "I we've been friends for a while and I think that me catching feelings shouldnt mess up our relationship. I just want ........ a kiss." I sit up. Nigga what. "Just so you can say you don't have feelings for me." I get extra nervous. "Travis I dont want to lead you on though." I say looking at my fingers. But before I know it our lips are already touching. The kiss was sweet full of love and passion and I could feel it. He released and I looked down to keep from him looking at me blush. He smiles "Tell me you dont have feelings for me." he says looking at me persistently. Then I start crying again, with my everything I try to say what I need to tell him. "I love you Travis" I say crying "I love you too Lay, its okay." I nod my head no. His face palms. "Its not okay, we can't be together." I say through the tears. He wipes my face "Why can't we be together? I love you" he says.

   I then calm down and wipe my face. "Thats why I left campus, because my mom told me I'm having an arranged marriage. I met him yesterday." I say looking away from him. "You dont have to marry him Lay, your 22 they can't force you into a marriage." "They can, they signed a contract and if I dont 'consequences' are gonna happen." I say putting quotations around consequence. "Thats bull shit, he doesn't even know you." he says taking off his jacket."What are you doing?"

  "Im sleeping over." he says taking his shoes off. Im not gone lie Travis is sexy, I mean his body is really built and just everything about him, his personality is so caring and his smile I just can't. But his ass always wanna be cocky. "Plus, I know you like my ass so I gotta take off my clothes so you can see my sexiness." I rolled my eyes "Boy keep yo clothes on, I dont wanna see all of that." I say covering my eyes.

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