[~Song Recommendation: Night Changes by One Direction & Crazy by Aerosmith ~]
Michael burst out laughing at her question while Layla grew anxious about the cause of his laughter. Soon he gathered himself up and gazed into her eyes and Layta gulped looking at the intensity of his blue orbs filled with amusement.
'I might be ugly; He thinks I just delivered a joke.' She lowered her gaze as she realized his answer. But soon she felt his hand grazing over her lips before he abruptly pulled her chin up to meet his gaze.
"You're beautiful… Layla." He said in a voice that soothed her racing heart. His hand was cupping her cheeks now and Layla wanted to lean into his touch but then her mind reminded her of that girl again.
"Even better than her?" She didn't even know where she got the courage to ask that but when she did she regretted it to her very bones. Michael squinted his eyebrows at her.
"Which girl?"
