*Edited

I walk through the black steel doors that I haven't seen for months.

I walk in and I'm greeted with the large wooden dance floor.

The mirrors on the walls, the black speakers hanging from the roof, all give me the deja vu feeling.

I smile to myself missing the place where I felt like myself, expressing myself.

Dance has always been something I loved, my mum made me take classes when I was about 5 and ever since then I've been addicted.

Dance is something I express myself in, something that brings me purpose and life.

I watch as familiar faces come into view.

They look up and instantly beam when they see me.

"Layla!" I hear Alec say running over to me.

He lifts me, spinning me around and I just laugh in return and smack his shoulder playfully.

Alec is a backup dancer for a lot of music videos. 

He's quite known in the celebrity world, being in loads of music videos for pop stars.

He's also known for his looks, he models sometimes too for certain brands but dance has always been his passion. From his dark chocolate skin and deep blue eyes, he's bound to get loads of attention.

He puts me down and ruffles my head smirking at me.

"Where have you been? we've missed you." Alec says pouting.

"I think you forgot I'm seventeen and I go to school," I say to him.

He rolls his eyes and pulls his arm over my shoulder.

"Layla, oh my god, you have no idea how much pain I've been through working with him," Iris says.

Iris is one of my good friends too. We were normally partnered up together for dance recitles or practice and Alec also being involved sometimes.

Though when one of us wasn't here we would get put with Alec.

"Um excuse me, have you seen yourself? bossing me around like a goddamn Teletubby." Alec says glaring at her.

Iris ignores him and comes to give me a hug to which I return.

I turn towards the other people some of them are new and some I recognise.

A few more people say hello to me as I sit with Iris and Alec waiting for our teacher.

The door bursts open revealing Luca Ricci.

Luca has been teaching me how to dance since I was thirteen. He was only eighteen at the time but he helped me build my confidence and strength in dancing, challenging me to do my best and go out of my comfort zone. 

He was also like an older brother to me, always checking up on me and extremely overprotective, so you could imagine when he heard about what my ex did. 

Though I couldn't be more grateful for him.

He sets his duffle bag down and turns towards everyone. 

His eyes land on me immediately and they widen in surprise.

I walk up to him smiling brightly as I wrap my arms around his muscular frame.

He wraps his arms around me and pulls away.

"How have you been Valentina?" he asks me tilting his head to the side slightly.

"Pretty good, yourself?" I ask him back.

"You know the go, college, dance, and things in between." He says winking at me.

I just shake my head amusedly and walk back to Alec and Iris.

*

We were now finishing our last routine, before heading home.

Iris, Alec and I were partnered up as usual. 

Once we were done I sat down on one of the chairs and basically drowned myself in water.

Sweat trickling down my face as I dabbed my face with a towel.

I grabbed my phone from my bag and turned it on.

I checked my messages and saw one from Landon.

This made my eyes widen slightly but I opened them.

Picking you up in 5.

The message was sent 10 minutes ago so I practically scrambled all my stuff and dumped them in my bag.

I said goodbye to everyone and went out into the cold night.

I search around the street for any signs of Landon's car but see none.

I walk to the sidewalk and wait there patiently and shiver slightly at the cold breeze.

A sleek black Ferrari comes into view and stops in front of me.

The door opens and Landon comes into view.

Damn, how many cars does this guy own?

He's like a billionaire Layla what do you expect.

I walk over to Landon as he strides around the car to the passenger side.

He walked to the door and opened it for me, I looked up at him and he just stared at me blankly.

He then pulled his left arm up signalling me to hug him to which I did.

I wrapped my arms around his torso and he wrapped his arm around my waist.

I let go and went into the car, he shut the door and walked to his side getting in.

I put my belt on and he sped through the streets like lightning.

"I like your car." I say looking around the interior.

It smelt like him.

He glances at me and smirks slightly.

He was leaned back in his seat, his legs were spread out as his hand laid on the gear and the other on the wheel.

He had on a plain silver bracelet that brought its attention to me as it reflected off the window.

He had his normal attire of rings on his long fingers, his arms flexed slightly whenever he would move the wheel.

Oh god, horny Layla is back.

Keep it together dude.

"How was dance?" he asks me as his eyes were kept on the road.

"It was really good, we're all working on a new dance, there's some recitle coming up around September so everyone's getting started on the dance now," I tell him while getting distracted with my fingers.

It's a habit of mine whenever I have nothing to do with my hands I fiddle with anything I see.

He looks down at me and nods in understanding. 

He then looks down at my fiddling hands then returns his gaze to the front.

All of a sudden he removes his hand from the gear and places it on my lap.

I smile up him even though he isn't looking, I begin to trace his tattoos again.

He had veins coming from his hand all the way up to his arm and I resisted the urge to trace them too.

"What happened today?" I ask him as my mind recalls the fight that happened.

His hand on the steering wheel tightens slightly as his gaze remains cold and motionless.

"Kid talked shit." He says his deep voice remaining cold.

"About you?" I ask confused.

He shakes his head as his face darkens slightly at the memory.

"You." Is all he says as he pulls up to my street.

I don't say anything and just look out the window. 

We made it to my house, Landon opened the door for me as usual as I hoped out.

He closed the door and we walked to my doorstep.

Once we were standing on the porch I turned around to face him.

He stands in front of me and looks down at me.

He then lifts his hand taking a step towards me filling the space between us.

He takes his hand and lifts it to my cheek and rubs his thumb along my cheekbone.

"I'm going away for a bit, love." His deep voice rings out.

I furrow my eyebrows in concern.

What?

"What do you mean?" I whisper out.

He looks down at me blankly but his eyes held something else.

He continues to rub his thumb along my cheekbone as he speaks.

"I've got some business to deal with out of town." 

I stare into his eyes hoping my emotions aren't giving me a way of my disappointment.

"How long?" I ask looking down at my feet.

"I'm not sure," He admits.

I sigh in defeat and just nod my head.

I turn around ready to head back inside but a hand grabs my own pulling me back.

I crash into his chest and step back slightly.

He looks down at me and lifts my head firmly with his hand.

He looks into my eyes and speaks.

"I promise I'll be back Layla." He says his tone gentle.

I hold out my pinky for him to take, just like last time.

He takes his pinky and wraps it around my own and kisses our entwined fingers.

I smile softly at that and seem as satisfied as I could be.

He lets go but doesn't move from his spot.

"I'll call you when I can." He tells me.

I nod my head, and he brings his head to my cheek kissing it softly.

He steps back and nods at me once and turns to leave.

I quickly grab his hand and he turns around.

I reach my head up to his jaw and kiss it and then run back inside.

I hear him chuckle and walk away descending from the stairs.

I close my door and sigh.

I walk up to my room setting my things down and turn towards the shower.

I blast my music on my portable speaker and turn the shower on.

15 minutes later I get out of the shower and change into a pair of soft shorts and a tank top.

I blow-dried my hair and made my way out of the bathroom.

I pulled out my phone and placed it on the nightstand sticking the charger in.

As I was about to turn around a hand clasped over my mouth from behind me.

I turned around in utter fear but then it turned to anger once I saw who it was.

He takes his hand off my mouth and starts running out the door once he saw the look on my face.

I run after him in pure anger.

"Did you forget that I have a spare key!" He says running around the kitchen getting away from me.

Fucking Eliot.

*

A/N

Hey everyone !!

THANK YOU FOR 20K !!!!!!

*cries dramatically*

Thank you all for your endless support, I hope you're liking the book so far I have lots planned for the book and I can't wait to show you all.

I might do another update later tonight since I'm not that busy today :)

Have an amazing day/night.

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- Lei