I picked who I think would be good to play Ashton *drum roll* Its Theo James from Divergent! He's so hot!!!!! He's perfect for the role. His pic on side....enjoy :)
*EDITED! Thanks @babedirectionerxx for helping me edit!!
**I wrote this book about 5/6 years ago. It was my very first book so it is pretty terrible until you get to the later chapters. Trust me when I say that the first few chapters seem rushed/cliche/etc but I promise as you go it does get better!!
Layla's POV
I stared up at the striking pair of blue eyes with my jaw hanging wide open. My eyes traveled down the face to see an amazing jaw that had a slight stubble along it. The face looked like it had been carved by an angel. I couldn't pull my gaze away from the face of the most gorgeous guy I've ever seen. Dark brown hair almost black, was styled in a sort of messy but sexy way. As I stood there like a complete idiot staring at him I saw him smirk making me realizing that I was staring way too long to be normal.
"Uh sorry." I said trying to back-up a little but the strong arms around me wouldn't let me go far. I could see Kacey's eyes staring at us.
"You're good." A deep voice rumbled above me. My gaze once again snapped to his. "Dance with me." He said almost like a demand than a question.
"I-" Started to say but the man grabbed my drink from my hand and set it on the bar behind me. He then unwrapped his arms from my waist to grab onto my hand. I looked over to my left to have Kacey help me but all I saw before I was pulled away was her smiling at me and giving me a thumbs up. I was pulled onto the dance floor and into a strong chest. Of course at that moment a slow song came through the speakers. Great. I thought sarcastically. I stood there awkwardly for a few seconds as we swayed back and forth before I found my voice.
"I uh whats your name?" I asked looking up at him. Even in 5 inch heels he was still way taller then me. He looked strangely familiar as well.
"Ashton. And yours?" He asked tightening his hold on me, making me somehow closer to him than I already was.
"Layla."
"A pretty name for a pretty girl." Ashton said trying to use a pick up line on me. I couldn't help myself as I burst out laughing.
"Does that line ever work?" I asked laughing still. The look on his face was of shock and amusement like he didn't expect me to catch him on it.
"On most women, yes." He said his expression turning to amusement.
"I'm not like most women." I said back. I heard him mutter something but couldn't quite hear it. (I know this statement everyone hates (myself included) but it fits the main character. You will later find out exactly why I put this in here)
A part of me was yelling at myself asking me why I was flirting with someone I literally just ran into. As I stood there staring up at him, I realized how broad and hard his shoulders were underneath my fingers. Swaying back and forth to the beat of the music I gazed my eyes over him. He was intimidating; power and wealth seemed to radiate off of him. I can see why everyone moves out of his way when he walks by or stare at him in awe. I couldn't help but feel intimidated. You definitely didn't want to cross paths him in a dark alley.
"You look beautiful in that dress." He said moving his eyes up and down my body. A blush crept onto my face and I looked at his chest in front of me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked once I got my voice back. I felt him shrug his shoulders under my hands.
"Looking for you." He said the cheesy line moving his eyebrows sexily. I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
"You need to work on your pickup lines. They are terrible." I said truthfully. I bet he got plenty of women just hopefully he said something else better than what he was doing right now.
"You think so? I think they are great."
"Yeah keep up with them, I bet you will have women falling in no time." I said grinning at him.
"Who says I don't?"
"Cocky." I said not paying attention that the song changed and that people were staring at us.
"Hmm." Ashton said smirking slightly. When he smirked, the corner of his mouth tilted up slightly. Yep that's me noticing things about a complete stranger. For some reason I could tell he smirked more than he smiled, but I bet when he smiled it made him look hotter.
"What are you doing here?" He asked me breaking me out of staring at him.
"Oh you know looking for hot guys to get my claws on." I said keeping my face straight. He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Hot guys?"
"Yep." I said then looked around the dance floor. "See that guy over there with the big glasses and balding hair? That is sexy." I said gesturing with my head over to the guy across the dance floor.
I looked up to see Ashton's expression and almost burst out laughing. He had his eyes narrowed at the poor guy and I saw his jaw clench. I would have not said anything but I felt bad for the poor guy behind Ashton's stare.
"Stop, the poor guy is going to shit his pants." I said slapping the back of Ashton's head. He turned his gaze to me and I almost flinched back from his glare. "I was kidding."
"Did you just hit me?" He asked his eyes wide open. It's almost like he's never gotten hit by a women before.
"Yes, because you deserved it." I simply said. Silence made its way around us as we swayed side to side even though the song was fast and up beat.
The song once again changed but this time I realized I should be going. I kept trying to pull away but I couldn't seem to. His hard body felt good against mine. I even enjoyed his breath on top of my hair and neck. Finally with a lot of coaxing from my brain I pulled away from Ashton's warm body.
"Well thank you for the dance or dances." I said moving out of his arms.
"You're leaving?" He asked reaching for my waist again but I took another step back.
"Yeah. I have to get going."
"It's only 8:00." Wow we've been here for 3 hours already? I thought.
"Have plans." I said even though all I planned to do was order pizza, change into my pyjamas and watch T.V. He stared down hard at me. For a second I was tempted to stay--maybe I was more then tempted to stay but I knew I shouldn't. "It was great meeting you. Get some better pickup lines." I smiled and turned to walk away. "Bye." I knew that if I stayed any longer I would do something I'd regret.
I made my way over to Kacey and saw she was with a tall good looking guy. Smiling apologetically I butted in.
"Sorry for interrupting but can I borrow you for a second." I said to Kacey. She nodded and I pulled to a few feet away. "I'm going to go home."
"What why? I thought you were dancing with that sexy guy you almost spilt your drink on?" She asked slightly angry.
"It was good but I'm getting a headache. You stay though." I said.
"No, I'll come home with you."
"No. Stay, you seemed to be having a good conversation with that guy. I'll get a cab and meet you at home." I knew she didn't want to leave and I was fine with that.
"But-" She started to say.
"No buts, I'll be fine. Stay and have fun just don't drink too much and be home at a reasonable time."
"Okay mom." She said sarcastically. "Thank you!!! I'll be home soon, I promise." She added.
"Bye." I hugged her and made my way to the door.
Stepping out of the bar I took a deep breath. With the sun down it was slightly chilly but not too bad to be cold. Thankfully, one of the bouncers outside hailed me a cab. I was instantly glad Kacey and I came earlier for a long line went all away around the block. Smiling in thanks to the bouncer, I got inside the cab and gave him my address. As the car started forward I stared out the window. Ashton's face popped inside my head and I couldn't help but smile. Something about him seemed very familiar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. For someone I just met he plagued my thoughts the minute I walked away from him. The car stopped so I payed the driver and got out. Not paying attention I didn't realize I was not in front of my apartment building until the taxi was gone.
I was standing in front of a black empty street. I glanced around starting to get scared. I didn't know what was down the dark street and I didn't really want to find out.
Knowing I couldn't just stand there, I walked back towards the direction I came in, hopefully towards the club. The only sound that could be heard was the click of my heels. I tried to take my thoughts away from the bad things I was thinking that could happen to me. I was busy talking to myself that I didn't hear voices and footsteps until it was too late. I whipped around and came face to face with 5 very large and mean looking guys. I unconsciously took a step back but they did the same following me.
"Look what we have here. Are you lost?" One of the guys said coming forward. I couldn't answer for my voice was caught in my throat. I could tell my eyes were wide and scared. I should have just stayed at the club or even payed more attention when the taxi driver stopped. I've always heard the stories about walking alone at night in New York City but I never really paid any attention to it until now.
The group of guys got closer and I started freaking out. I was too young to die! I screamed inside. I would have laughed at how dramatic that sounded but with the situation at hand I couldn't really laugh.
Normally someone would be praying, thinking about their family members and what dying would do to them, or even saying their last goodbyes but not me. I stood there thinking about how my parents wouldn't even care if I died right now in a ditch. They'd probably throw a party actually. The thought of my parents made me sad but for some reason I couldn't see why. They never loved me, hell they never liked me honestly. But it's weird that is what my mind immediately went to. Not even the thought of screaming entered my mind. The sound of the men's voices right in front of me tugged my mind out of my thoughts.
I looked at the 'main' guy not hearing what he was saying. My body was numb from fear and realization that something was going to happen to me. I heard the slap before I felt it. My head snapped to the side and I staggered back a step. My hand flew up to my cheek to cradle it against my palm. Before the guy could take another hit or move closer the sound of screeching tires echoed around us. All heads snapped up as bright lights blinded us. I squinted and stood still not knowing if the person inside the car was here to help or not.
All 5 men stood watching the car glaring. Time seemed to stand still as the car door opened and a tall silhouette stepped out. My breath hitched in my throat as I heard a familiar voice say something...Ashton? With the car only a few feet in front of me I did the first thing that I could think of. With speed and grace I didn't know I had ran towards Ashton's car. I flew past a surprised looking Ashton standing in front of the open door and jumped inside. He must have realized what I was doing and he quickly slide in after me telling the driver to drive. The car was peeling away before Ashton even shut the door. I glanced through the back window and saw the group of men running after the car but they stopped once they realized it was no use. I let out a loud sigh and slumped against the comfortable leather seats of the car.
About 5 minutes later the car came to a stop in a parking garage. I didn't know where we were but I wasn't too frightened. Ashton opened the door and stepped out waiting for me to follow. I stumbled out of the car and to his side. The limo pulled away and a hand on my lower back guided me to the elevators straight across from us.
The ride up the elevator was silent and awkward. My cheek throbbed and my body felt exhausted. I was ready to crawl into bed and forget this whole thing ever happened. Thankfully the elevator came to a stop a minute later and I followed Ashton out and down a hallway. We stopped in front of a door and he entered a code before opening the door. Gesturing for me to go in I squeezed past him and entered what I can only guess is his apartment. When I walked in I froze.
My mouth dropped open when I caught sight of the room but it wasn't a room. It was huge like a penthouse! Everywhere I looked I couldn't help but gawk at everything. How can he afford this? I thought to myself as Ashton took me into a bathroom.
"Where are we?" I finally asked as I watched Ashton move around the bathroom looking for something. I stood awkwardly off to the side.
"My apartment. Hop up on the counter." I wanted to ask why but instead I did what he asked.
"Apartment?! More like a penthouse." I said amazed at the size of the bathroom. It seemed to be a spare one but it had a long granite counter with two sinks, a toilet and dark wood cabinets. Everything about the bathroom screamed money to me. All Ashton did was shrug. He moved around the back room quickly and then came and stood in front of me. Gently, he moved my knees apart and stood in-between them. I stared up at him trying not to show how I was affected by his touch.
"This may burn." Ashton said bringing a cotton ball to my cheek. "You have a slight cut on your bottom lip." He answered at my confused look. I nodded and held still. I felt a stab of pain the instant he touched my cheek. I gripped the counter and bit my bottom lip so I wouldn't make a sound but pain laced across my bottom lip. I let go of my lip and hissed. The pain went away a minute later. Honestly the pain was not the worse I've ever felt, it was actually a speck of pain compared to others I've felt. Ashton started wiping my cheek and bottom lip softly while looking to see where else I was hurt.
"Ashton stop, I'm fine." I said as he kept wiping my face. He reluctantly stopped and threw the cotton ball in the trash next to the toilet.
"Does your cheek hurt?" Ashton asked looking down at me.
"No, it's fine." I said shaking me head and looked into his blue eyes.
"It's bruised and swollen."
"Nothing I can't take." I replied honestly. Punches, kicks and even a few kicks were nothing to a smack on the cheek. "Thank you, by the way."
I looked up and saw his blue eyes staring down at me. Something about the way he stared down at me made my heart flutter. I sat there on the counter staring up at Ashton my stomach doing flips. I don't know how he found me in the alley but I was thankful and I couldn't think of how I would ever repay him.
I watched as he slowly came closer to me. My eyes latched onto his lips and wouldn't seem to move. My body instantly started to move towards him and in a split second my mouth was against his.
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Sorry this is a short chapter but I hope you guys enjoyed it. I swear it will get better the more you read :)
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-Ken