'What was that?' Layla tried to think, yet her heart was beating fast enough to make her worry it would jump out of her chest.
'She had her hand around his face… were the two of them about to kiss?!'
Layla had only seen a glimpse of the two of them, and they had been standing far away, yet her mind was turmoil. Her imagination tricked herself into believing that she had seen Erin with her hand around Quinn's cheek, with Layla coming in at just the perfect moment to interrupt something important.
'Those two… well they would suit each other, I mean she's a special compared to me. What have I even done for Quinn lately?' She sulked, and soon she felt something running down her cheek. Wiping it away she tried hard to compose herself.
Suddenly, the sliding doors behind her opened and she lost her footing falling backwards, but she felt someone grab her just before hitting the floor.
