Kiran's  P.O.V.

I was sitting down outside in the balcony drinking my sixth beer of the night. After leaving Layla's house I went straight to the liquor store to get beer and any other liquor bottle that would take away the anger I felt inside.

Taking a swig of it, I swipe the screen of my phone. For the past few hours I have been looking at pictures of Layla and I throughout the years. To think that we have known each other since the sixth grade. I still remember the day the sassy 4'10 feet tall Latina fire cracker had kicked my best friend Sean in the balls because he had dared to grab her ass when she was walking past us. She had turned around and smiled at him sweetly while taking a step closer to him. He thought she had liked it since most of the girls in our school liked him and I, not to brag... but oh was he wrong.

Layla tells him. "Did you like grabbing my ass papi?" Of course the idiot told her yes so once again Layla smiled and before we could blink, Sean was on the floor holding his balls or bolas like she calls them, crying like a little girl. Hovering over him she grits harshly. "Hope you liked me kicking your balls then. If you touch me again cabrón, I will kick your balls so far up that you will feel them in your throat... got it, papi?" winking at him at the end she then looked up at me greeting me. "Hey Ky." then left to class.

After that day, I seriously had respect for her and couldn't help but admire her in every way. We started hanging out and the rest is history. She was unreachable that a lot of guys were attracted to her. She always held her ground and believes and never was one to sleep around. Though she was insecure at times because of her amazing curves, she valued herself. Any guy that wanted to be with her had to go through me and I went after any who had disrespected her. I know if I would have been here in the States I would have kicked her ex Joe's ass for not only cheating on her but lying about her not being good in bed. Just thinking about that pisses me off even after all of these years. He was lucky that an amazing woman like Layla even breathed the same air as her. I know I would be the luckiest man and I am since she is in my life... and I know that if I don't make things right with her, I will lose one of the most important person in it.

"Kiran. Kiran darling where are you?" hearing Amelia calling me from the inside.

"Out here." yelling back as I take a long swig of my beer.

"Kiran , what are you doing out here? Are you drinking?" she asked shocked.

"Well, if you see me with a beer in my hand Amelia it obviously means I am."

"Are you drunk?"

"Drunk? What makes you say that?" looking up at her. My goal was to get hammered so I could forget about Layla and her f***ing date... Antonio. But I wasn't half way there.

"Because, I know if you weren't, you wouldn't be talking to me the way you are."

Cocking my brow I look up at her, her face showed hurt. Standing up I get in front of her and sigh. I wrapped my arms around her bringing her body towards me. "I didn't mean to be rude. I'm just..." I couldn't even tell her. I doubt she would understand.

"You are just what?" asking curiously.

"... you know what? Forget about it. Just have a lot on my mind, that's all. So, how was dinner?" diverting her question. I didn't want to bring up Layla into our conversation.

"It was great. The girls are so excited and we were able to discuss some details for the wedding." smiling excitedly.

"That's great." I tell her as we walk back inside.

"Yes, we also discussed the engagement party, bridal shower and bachelorette party. We are going to be so busy these next few months." clapping her hands.

"Seems like we will." I tell her opening the refrigerator door to grab another beer.

"We will. Oh, guess what?" looking at me with a huge smirk.

Opening the beer bottle, I tossed it on the kitchen counter then looked at her. "What?"

"You wouldn't believe who I saw at the restaurant."

I took a swig of my beer. "Who?" asking curiously.

"Layla and her very handsome date."

Stopping my hand halfway from my mouth, I brought the beer bottle down. "You what?"

"You heard me Kiran. I must say, Layla sure knows how to pick them. You should have seen how touchy they were towards each other. He kept holding and kissing her hand while she just smiled and made googly eyes at him. Who could blame her really, Antonio is a very handsome and charming man."

Amelia continued on about Layla and him being handsy. I could only picture my Layla smiling her beautiful bright smile at him... it was pissing me off.

"... all I know is that someone is getting lucky tonight." snapping my eyes at her, I felt my jaw clench.

"What did you say?" I gritted.

Smiling at me she decided to repeat herself. "That someone was getting lucky tonight. I mean, the way they were looking at each other and that sexy dress she was wearing? You know she was going to let him ravish her tonight."

My thoughts went back to earlier tonight and seeing the lacy strapless bra Layla was wearing under her silk robe.

"Stop!" snapping at Amelia as I slammed the beer bottle on the kitchen island startling her.

"Just... stop. You don't know Layla. She doesn't just give herself to any man she just met. She has more self respect than having sex on a first date or having a one night stand. I should know. The first time she and..." quickly stopping myself. Layla's sex life wasn't any of Amelia's business.

"Geesh Kiran! What's up your moody ass. I was just making an observation about her and her date. Don't bite my head off." she snapped back turning around to leave the kitchen upset. "You now, maybe you should stop drinking. I don't think rude, pissy drunk suits you." then walked out.

Standing there I continued to clench my jaw and ball my fist. I swear Antonio better keep his dirty Argentinean hands off of my Layla.

A/N: 07/22/2016

Hey guys, hope everyone is had a great week. I have been busy and will be this weekend but I couldn't help to update this story. Hope you guys liked it.

This is a filler and had to do Kiran's P.O.V. What did you think about him reminiscing a bit about Layla when they were younger? Are his feelings surfacing for her?

Like I said, I will be busy the rest of the summer and I am working on Publishing my story "I'm Only His...(Book 1)".

Have a great weekend and please be safe.

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