A Change At Heart

-Harry-

"So am I going to go back to my room now?" Layla asks not making eye contact with me..

"No.. I-I trust you now.. I know you won't leave.. Right?" I ask.. She limply nods and lays back down in my bed..

"You can sleep in my bed with me now" I smile.. She just nods and turns over..

"Layla?"

"yes?" she mumbles looking at me..

"Do erm.. Do you regret last night?" I stumbled over my words..

"No Harry I didn't" she rubbed her eyes..

"Okay" I looked down.. I look over and study her.. She's looking at the ceiling in such a mourning way..

"Let's go out.. Get something to eat" I suggest.. She looks over at me and sighs..

"I have nothing to wear" she murmured

"I'll take you home and you can get clothes.." I shrugg .. She shakes her head..

"I don't want to go back home right now.. " she sighs..

"Why do you hate it there .. You have a dad that cares about you and a lot of money" I ask irritated seeing as she has it good and people like me have to struggle.. She looks at me with an are-you-stupid look..

"Do you see any missing signs out there for me? My dad doesn't give two fucks... I remember for fathers day I worked hard on making him a cake when I was like 10 and you know what he did.. He threw it away and said don't call me dad call me Henry.. I can't even call my own dad dad" she finishes with anger in her eyes.. I right away go up to her and try to comfort her but she moved away..

"Just.Dont" she sighs running her hands through her hair..

"let's just take you home and you can get your clothes and we can come back here ok?" I say rubbing her back..

"Whatever" she shrugs.. I start lightly kissing her back and her shoulder.. She closes her eyes and let a year fall..

"Don't cry because your father is a fucking idiot ok.. He lost you" I murmur between kisses..

"I'm not crying because of him" she whispered.. I immediately stop my actions.. Because of me? She's crying because of me? Whatever I'm not going into this..

"let's go" I say through gritted teeth.. I was angry.. She was crying because of me! I have been nothing but kind to her these past few days.. I don't hit her anymore and I promised myself I would never lay another finger on a lady again because of Layla.. As soon as I calmed my self she joined me in my car..

"You know where to go" she whispered looking out the window.. I sighed and started the engine..

-skip car ride-

"I am coming with you" I state and got out along with her.. She simply nods and we continue our way up the path to her doorway..

"Hi Henry" Layla mumbles.. The man looks up and sees her..

"Back so soon?" he asks furrowing his eyebrows.. She looks at him in disbelief and clenched her jaw..

"I have been gone for a month" she grits

"oh well what are you doing back?" he asks.. This guys a dick..

"I just came to get clothes " she shook her head and walked up stairs.. I stayed right where I was and studied him..

"who are you?" he asked..

"Layla's boyfriend" I answer and smile.. Layla's boyfriend.. I like the sound of that..

"good luck with that" he chuckles..

"I'm sorry?" I ask

"she's a piece of work.. Never does anything right.. Can't even cook right" he answers in a disgusted tone..

"i don't agree with you.. I think she is smart, beautiful, and tough fucking girl.. Excuse my language" I answer getting angrier by the second.. Layla came back downstairs and huffed .. I grabbed her bags for her and looked at that sorry excuse of a father..

"I hope your happy with your boyfriend Layla.. And I hope you stay with him and don't come back.. I can't do it anymore.. I can't have an disobeying daughter.. So bye" he smiles and shoos us out the door.. She looked at me and raised an eyebrow..

"Boyfriend?" she asks with a little smile

"I needed to play the part" I shrugged and she frowned..

"okay" she sighs.. We head back home and I got out the car ..

"Okay so just leave your bags in here" I point to the closet.. She does what she is told and lays back down on the bed..

"Are you just going to lay there all day?" I chuckle.. She nods and closes her eyes..

"Why?" I asked

"This is what girls do to make us feel better when we are hurt in some sort of way " she replies stuffing her face in her pillow..

"Damnit Layla! Just accept it ok! I don't believe in love .. I don't love you I never will just be happy I'm even nice to you now! " I yell and she flinches..

"One girl .. One fucking girl Harry broke your heart that doesn't mean all girls will!" she screams at me..

"So You are hurting because of me.. well lemme make something clear.. I'm never ever going to fall in love again understand me so don't get your hopes up" I shouted..

"You fucker! If you don't love me then don't lead me on with your sweet whispers and kisses and comforting me ! Don't even touch me!" she screeched..

"FINE I'll just find some other slut to fuck!"

"I am not a slut! I was a virgin until you do don't you dare call me one!" she screeched..

"Whatever fuck this I'm out of here and don't be surprised if I bring a girl home tonight" I yelled putting my jacket on..

"Go ahead run away from your problem like you always do and bring a girl home see if I care!" she shouted .. I walked downstairs and out the front door

"Fuck you!" she screamed as I slammed the front door..

"I need a drink" I sighed

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