Chapter Sixteen - I Wanna Kiss You

"So your dad likes rice?" Layla asked after I put a 5kg pack of rice inside the trolley. We went down and I took Olive oil and turned to her.

"Are you going to ask me that question to everything I pick Layla?"

She smiled, "maybe... So you really don't want me sitting in and watching you cook.."

I pushed the trolley and we went ti go pay, "don't you have a home calling for you?"

She rolled her eyes, "it's boring there.. my roommate sucks... literally.. she sucks balls.. and I'm not a fan.. besides, don't you think we should be dancing for Saturday..."

Ahh shit, Saturday..

I shrugged, "I still don't know about Saturday Layla.."

She pushed the trolley after I finished paying, "babe come on please. We can do this if you just say yes..."

I sighed. I honestly wasn't sure. We might have pulled some amazing shit in class todat but I still wasn't sure.