A/N: About to get a bit fluffy here. Sorry so short, but I think it's sweet and I just needed a filler. Also, I didn't think I was doing enough for Will and Layla's relationship. So . . . yeah.
Chapter 21/Will Stronghold and Co.
Layla sat on her roof with her head in her hands, staring at the floor in front of her. She was the picture of gloom and sadness. Will had been looking for her everywhere and, finally finding her, flew up to sit beside her.
"What's wrong?" He asked, taking her hand in his.
Layla sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. After a moment she answered him.
"I'm worried about Lash. Why did he need the number for the Bureau?"
Will was silent for a minute. "Maybe he wanted to ask something about his sister."
"I think he's in some sort of trouble."
Will shifted to the side slightly, dropping her hand. "Layla," he started, pulling away and turning to face her, "what's up with you and Lash? Why are you spending so much time thinking about him?" Here his voice lowered to a hurt whisper. "Are you in love with him?"
Layla looked surprised and hurt. "Do you really think I would do that to you, Will? What kind of girl do you think I am?"
Will flushed ashamedly. He looked away. "I'm sorry. You're right. I know you would never do something like that." He hesitated then looked back at her. "It's just that, you seem to be spending more time thinking about Lash then you do spending time with me." He shrugged. "I guess I felt a bit jealous."
Layla reached for his hand again, intertwining their fingers and resting her other hand on top of theirs. "Don't be. You're my boyfriend, Will. I love you. And I would never do anything to hurt you." She looked deep into his eyes.
The boy nodded. "I know. And same thing from me to you." He smiled slightly.
Layla smiled back and kissed him lightly. She then placed her head back on his shoulder. He let his cheek meet her hair as he wrapped his arms around her.
"If you're really that worried about him," he said in a low tone, "we can see if we can help."
"Thank you, Will."
Silence filled the air as the two teens lifted their faces to the sky and watched as soft, white clouds crossed the sky. Layla had to admit, this was the closest she had ever felt to Will, and she preferred it this way.