Live While We're Young

Layla, an 18-year-old dancer and her best friend, Addison moved to London. After their first day of college Layla became friends with a boy named Harry. What she didn't know was that he would only cause a chain reaction of dramatic events.

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4. So we friends again?

When I got to his flat he showed me around. After the small tour I took my shower, it felt weird being naked in a boys house. When I got out I realized that I had no pajamas, I was about to call for Harry when I saw a T-shirt and shorts on the counter. I walked over getting curious. There was a little note on it, I read it.

Hey beautiful,

I saw that you had no pajamas so I left you my shirt and shorts. I hope it fits!

Harry xox

I smiled and put on the cloths. I walked into the living room and saw Harry sleeping on the couch. I sat down next to him and he woke up. "Hey, babe."

"Hi." I said planting a kiss on his cheek.

We spent the rest of the night watching movies on Netflix.

I woke up the next morning on top of Harry. My heart started beating fast, what if I slept with him!? I wasn't ready for that!

I panicked and shook Harry awake. "Harry, did we..." I asked.

"Not that I can remember."

Tears started to sting my eyes.

"What's so bad about having sex?" Harry blurted out, than covered his mouth. "I'm sorry."

I managed a smile. "We haven't been together long enough, Hazz. It would be too soon."

"I'm sure nothing happened, I fell asleep right after The Hunger Games."

I sighed in relief. "Can you drive me home? I need to get my stuff." 

He nodded and we got in the car. When we got to my flat I kissed him goodbye. "I'll pick you up in an hour." He said.

I ran inside and found Addison sleeping in her bed. "Addy, wake up." Her eyes gently opened.

Once I saw she was awake I started to walk away.

"Layla." I heard Addison say.


"Layla, I'm sorry!" She blurted out.

I turned around and sat next to her wrapping my arm around her.

"I'm sorry about everything; for not believing you, and getting mad at you. It's your life and I can't get mad at you for your decisions."

"It's okay." I said tears starting to spill. I gave her a tight hug. "I love you."

"I love you too." She said sobbing.

I went down stairs and dialed Harry's number.

Harry: "Hey."

Me: "Hey! I don't need a drive. Addison and I made up."

Harry: "That's fantastic! See you at lunch. Bye."

Me: "Bye. Love you."

Harry: "Love you too."

I hung up and ate breakfast. After brushing  my teeth and putting on makeup I looked for something nice to wear. I couldn't help but notice this nice shirt in our closet. I picked it up and show it to Addy.

"Yeah, It's mine. You like it?"


"Keep it. It's too small for me anyways."

I hugged her and ran upstairs. I put on the grey stripped shirt, it was low-cut (of course!). I found some nice jeans to go with it. I looked in the mirror admiring my new outfit.

*at school* As I walked in the hallways I caught boys looking at my breast, I knew I shouldn't of wore this shirt! Oh well, it was still a really nice shirt. At lunch I couldn't help but sit next to Niall, Avery, and Ariana again they were all so nice!

After the third day of only sitting with Niall and the girls I could sense Harry getting jealous. He picked me up after school driving me to his flat.

"Layla, we need to talk."

I nod my head.

He sighed. "Layla, you're more with Niall than you are with me."

My jaw dropped. "What!? No! I'm always with you. If you can't accept me spending time with Niall you're not a good boyfriend." I immediately regret what I said. How could I be so mean? I guess my anger just took hold of me.

"Okay! Well if I'm not a good boyfriend maybe Niall is! How about you date Niall!? He'll be a better boyfriend than me!" He spat at me.

I put my head down and started to cry.

"Come on." He said grabbing my wrist.

I got up and started following him. "Where are we going?"

"I'm taking you home."

 I cried on the way home, Harry didn't seem to care since he never took his eyes off the road. When I got home I ran upstairs and slammed the door. Only a few seconds later did I hear a knock. Addison didn't bother to wait for me to let her in, she just opened the door and came to my side. "What happened?" She asked gently.

"Me and Harry had a fight." I said sobbing.

She gave me a tight hug and we both went to bed.


In the middle of the night I could hear sounds coming from downstairs. Panicking I looked over at Addison, at my surprise her bed was empty. I slowly descended the stairs; the noises getting louder. I listened closely to the sound... the sound of... moaning??? I walked into the living room only to find Addison the person I trusted and Harry the person I loved on the couch making love. 

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