Layla

by Colleen Hoover

“You’re being selfish by keeping your songs to yourself. It’s better to be a selfless somebody than to be a selfish nobody.”

“I’d kill for a taco right now,”

We always think that when we’re in it. But then someone new comes along, and we forget how good we thought it was before, and the cycle starts all over again.”

She talks like there’s some drastic difference between the Layla I met at the wedding and the Layla standing in front of me right now. If anything, this version of her is better.

It’s been proven that people who read live longer.

and the engagement ring.

whattt!!!

She feels it running through her body like tiny waves of electric shocks. After she told me that, I just held her in my arms. I felt helpless. I always feel helpless now when it comes to her, which is why I go out of my way to make sure she’s okay.

“I was numb inside. Had been for a while.

“Have you ever had sex on a pool float?” I ask her. She doesn’t open her eyes. She just grins and shakes her head. “No. But I’m definitely up for the challenge.”

how on earth would tht even work! probally difficult and uncomfortable

“I love you, Layla. That love doesn’t fluctuate with numbers on a scale.”

The sweetest

I felt a twinge of guilt for that—being excited for her to go to sleep at the house so Willow could take over.

I look down at the pan, and she’s scooting around scrambled eggs with a fork.

I normally find this kind of weather relaxing, but right now I’m just irritated with it because it’s keeping Layla awake.

your really irritating me at this point. just stop!

Is that emotional cheating?

i think at this point your just cheating. and with ghost . idiot

Falling in love with her was

weightless, like air was breezing through my bones. Falling out of love is fucking heavy, like my lungs are carved from iron.

And then she screams. It’s a scream like nothing I’ve ever heard. The sound of it rips my heart in half.

“Sorry about the smell,” he says, waving at himself. “It’s the only body I could find when I got into town.” It’s the only . . . what?

ummm what. is he a GHost

“It’s why you started falling out of love with Layla after her surgery. Because she wasn’t the Layla you fell in love with when you met her.”

Oh my gosh

“We did it, Layla.” I wipe tears from her cheeks. “Say that again. Say my name again.” “Layla,” I whisper. “Layla, Layla, Layla.” She kisses me. Layla kisses me. Layla.

Ahhhhhh