9

Layla gets off from work and looks on her phone while walking to her car. Yixing didnt text her all day and she can imagine that he's busy, but she misses him. She doesnt want to be a clingy bitch and send him hundrets of messages, so she just waits and hopes he'll answer. And shes pretty sure that he will, when he has the time.

Layla stops by her car and opens it. She throws her bag next to her onto the passengers seat and plugs in her phone with her aux-cable to play music. As she starts the engine, EXO blasts out of her boxes and shes motivated to drive home.

She parks her car in front of her flat and grabs her bag. As she walks to the building, she stops in her tracks. Even though the persons face is covered, she immediately notices, who he is. She quickly walks to him and as he spozs her, he stands up from the dirty ground.

"Oh my god, Yixing. What are you doing here?", she quietly asks because she doesnt want anyone to hear her calling him Yixing. He smiles at her and the first thing he does, is embracing her in a deep hug.

"Believe it or not: I have this whole evening nothing to do and wanted to see you.", he mumbles in her hair and the two of them separate from each other.

"Well, then come in.", she smiles and offers him to take some of the stuff he brought. He just waves it of.

Layla and Yixing enter her small appartment and Layla is happy that shes a tidy and organised person, so he doesnt see the chaos she sometimes would like to leave in her room.

"Are you hungry? We can order some food, if you'd like to.", Layla offers him and he thinks about it for a moment.

"I would like to. But i'll pay.", he says.

"No, its alright. I'll pay for you too. You buy me food so often, just let me buy it one time.", Layla says and smiles at him. Yixing seems to be unsure a little bit, but as she gives him the card of the place she wants to order from, he seems to accept it.

After Layla called them and ordered the food, she gets back into the living room, where Yixing is sitting.

"I'll get changed quickly and be right back to you, okay? Make yourself a home.", she smiles and quickly leaves the room. In her bedroom Layla searches for something to wear and shes completely unsure how she should present herself to him. If she would be alone, she would just change into a top and a pair of sweatpants, but shes not sure if this matches the occasion. But after she thought about it for a couple of seconds, she scoffs and just takes her black top and her sweatpants. He sure is used to seeing people not dressed up at all, so she just wears it. She wants to be comfortable around him and shes pretty sure that the right outfit to relax would also help her, relaxing.

Layla brushes trough her wavy hair with her fingers and goes back into the living room.

As Yixing sees her, his eyes light up and he seems to want to ask something too.

"Can I change as well? I have my joggers in my bag.", he asks and Layla nods.

"Sure, do whatever you want. You don't need to ask me." Layla softly chuckles and she can see the slight touch of red on Yixings cheeks, even though hes wearing a bit of make up. He probably was at a show or something similar and haven't had the time to remove it until now.

"Okay, can you show me the bathroom?", he softly smiles at her and she also starts to smile, as she shows him the way. Layla tries to ignore the feeling that creeps up inside her, as she looks him in the eyes and curses at herself. How stupid can she be? Isnt she a little bit old to act like she has a crush on one of her idols? Like she knows she doesn't see him as Lay of EXO and just as Zhang Yixing, but does he know? And even if he knows... he wouldn't want to date her, right? He doesn't even have the time to date and she knows what of a workaholic he is. She herself isn't better, she also works most of her time.

Layla is deep in her thoughts as Yixing comes back from her bathroom and gets scared as he carefully grabs her hand to get her attention on him.

"You look even better than on your photos.", Yixing softly says and Layla feels the blush creeping up on her cheeks.

"Thank you.", she says and looks him in the eyes. But before one of them has the chance to do something, the bell rings and announces that the food is here. Layla tries to get out of this awkward situation and opens her door. She tries to calm herself and pays, as the employee, that most of the time brings her food, grins at her.

"You've ordered more food today. Did you got yourself that boy finally? The one that always orders for you?", the employee, whos called Mike, asks.

"That is none of your business.", she laughs and he chuckles. Because Yixing buys her food that often, Mike and her have something that Layla would describe as a little friendship. They sometimes talk a lot about things when he delivers her the food and they even shared numbers.

"Well, I have to go, but maybe we can meet in a few days? I would like to.", he smiles and Layla nods.

"I think we can find some time. Just text me."

Mike waves his goodbye, as he leaves, and Layla closes the door happily. She likes Mike, hes a cool guy and she would like to meet him.

As she turns around and takes the pizza back to the living room, she sees Yixing sitting on her couch and watching her in anticipation.

"How long can you stay?", she asks and hands him his pizza. Yixing grabs his phone and seems to think a moment.

"We have a performance tomorrow. A car picks us up at around 10 on the morning... If you want, I can come tomorrow morning and we can have breakfast." Layla watches him and as he speaks, she gets an idea. But she isn't sure, if it would be a good idea to ask him.

"Yixing... If you would like... You can stay here for the night. That would be less stressful for you, don't you think?", she asks shyly and seem to can't look at him. Because of that she misses Yixings smile.

"I would love that."