Picture on side is of Drew Van Acker, He plays Alex. He is absolutely gorgeous!!!!! He's in Pretty Little Liars if you guys didn't know. Enjoy his hottestness, I have napkins you need ;) ------------>

I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. It felt like someone was playing the drums right next to my head. I groaned and curled deeper into the comfy bed bringing my hands up to hold me head. And this is way I don't get drunk. The last time I did it was so bad I vowed to never go it again. Thankfully this time I didn't throw up. Oh wait? Did I? I questioned. I waved it off and snuggled into the bed wrapping the thick cover around myself.

Breathing in deeply I smelt a mix of lavender and something else familiar. It smelt like a mix of cologne and man. With my eyes still closed I rolled over and sniffed the bed smelling the scent stronger here. I knew I looked like a weirdo but I couldn't stop myself from smelling the bed and the intoxicating scent. Whatever it was I wanted to put it in a container and keep it. What is wrong with you today Layla?! It was weird that I had this kind of manly scent on my bed but I didn't question it. For some strange reason the longer I smelt the bed my headache seemed to go away.

I was starting to wake up and as I slowly started to gain conscious I could hear footsteps heading towards my room. As they got closer I groaned loudly.

"Kay how much did we drink last night?" I asked from under the covers. "My head is pounding." Kacey didn't answer but I heard her moving around the room. The longer she didn't reply the suspicious I became. "Kacey?" I said her name again but the same thing happened. Confused I pulled the covers away from my face and peeked out. The sun hit my eyes and I hissed putting my hand over my eyes. Okay yes I am never drinking again! After a minute I was okay and let my hand fall. I glanced around and sat up with a gasp. This was not my room.

My eyes moved to the right and I saw Ashton standing there pulling on a white -T-shirt. How the hell did I get here?!?!

"A-Ashton?" I squeaked out. He turned around at the sound of my voice.

"Your awake, good." He came towards the bed and sat on the edge a little bit away from me.

"What am I doing here?" I asked glancing around. I swallowed my mouth feeling like cotton.

"You showed up here last night around 11 or so drunk." Ashton's said shrugging before standing up and walking towards his bathroom. He returned a minute later with a glass of water.

"Here you go these should help with the headache." He handed me a glass of water and some Advil. I quickly took the pills and swallowed them.

"I don't remember coming here." I muttered holding the now empty glass on my lap. When I had moved to grab the glass the bedspread had moved off of me, I looked down and saw my bare legs and than a pair of what looked to be boxers. "Did you undress me!?"

"I did. But I didn't peek if that's what your wondering." Ashton replied. That wasn't what I was worried about. I was worried that he saw my scars and would start asking me questions about them. Seeing as he didn't say anything else after that I figured he wasn't going to say anything about them, or at least not yet anyways.

"Oh god please tell me I didn't do anything stupid last night." I said moving to cover my face as I thought about everything that I could have done.

"Nothing to extreme." Ashton said with amusement. "But I got to say drunk Layla is my new favorite person." He shot me a smirk and than backed away. "I have breakfast downstairs waiting for you. Come down in a minute." Just the thought of food made my stomach heave.

"No I don't think I can eat right now." I said turning green as I thought about food.

"You have to. If not your hangover is going to be way worse." Not waiting for my reply he turned and left the room. I groaned and fell back on the bed. I didn't feel like moving at all. I knew if I didn't go down there in just a few minutes than Ashton would have no problem coming back up here to bring me down with him. With another loud groan I swung my legs off the bed and stood up. As I did so the room started to spin around. I quickly closed my eyes and held my head.

Stupid fucking alcohol. I cursed in my head.

After standing like that for a good 3 minutes I opened my eyes and thankfully the room wasn't spinning anymore. With somewhat shaky legs I slowly made my way downstairs, holding the banister as I went. Just as I made it down the stairs Ashton walked out of the kitchen like he was coming to get me.

"There you are. Come." I walked behind him into the kitchen and resisted the urge to throw up as the smell of food hit my nose. I slumped down onto a pair stool and shivered my bare feet hit the metal of the chair. "Just a few bites." Ashton said once he saw the look on my face.

"I am never drinking again." I said as he put a plate in front of me. On it was a plain piece of toast, a few eggs, and a piece of bacon; along side it a big glass of orange juice.

"That's what you say now." He joked before taking a seat next to me with a plate piled with food. I watched him eat and pushed the food around on my plate. "Layla eat. Now." He ordered me. Sighing I picked up the plain toast and nibbled on it. Ashton nodded as he watched me eat as he ate as well.

We ate in silence and soon my stomach settled down and I was able to eat my whole plate. The silence wasn't awkward but I was aware of everything Ashton did. After I was done I got up and went to wash my plate. Even though I wasn't the biggest fan of him right now I wasn't going to make him clean up my plate. As I started cleaning my plate I could feel Ashton's eyes on me and I tried not to squirm under his gaze. The way he stared at me was like he was staring into my soul or something.

"So that was your plans last night. Getting drunk?" He asked breaking the silence.

"Maybe." I answered back putting my plate in his dishwasher. I held my hand out for his plate and he laid it in my open hand.

"Getting drunk and grinding with horny guys is much more important than your job huh?" His voice was getting hard and angry. "And you were by yourself. Don't you know how dangerous that is? Don't you remember me saving you last time you went partying?!" He was now standing up and practically yelling at me. The plate in my hand now forgotten as I glared at him.

"I was not alone, I had my friends. And why do you care!?" I yelled back at him. "Two weeks ago you didn't give a flying shit what happened to me."

"I care if my PA is found dead on the street."

"Nice to know how much I mean to you. All you fucking care about is work and yourself! Do you know how frustrating you are? One second you are sweet and caring, than the next your cold and being a jackass. You don't care about other peoples feelings. You make me run all over town and do all different kinds of shit at the office and I don't even get a 'Thank you'. You dropped this whole gala thing at me and I had to do it by MYSELF! Than you had the balls to tell me it was 'just okay'!"

"I told you that this job had to be taken seriously and that you would be at my beck and call. So don't stand there telling me what I am giving you is shit. You are lucky I even gave you a job!" He seethed at me. His blue eyes were hard and narrowed at me.

"I am not yelling at you about work. I am trying to tell you I am sick and tired of you acting like such an ass to me. You were the one who ended it not me! I should be the one pissed at you instead of the other way around."

"You want me to treat you nice? Sorry princess but I treat all my other mistakes the same way." His cruel words cut into me. I sucked in a breath and stumbled back like he had hit me. A mistake. I will always be the mistake. Clenching my jaw tightly I gave Ashton my most deadliest glares.

"I am done with you Ashton. I am done with you putting me down and making this my fault when it is your own damn fault. I want NOTHING to do with you outside of work. The only reason I will continue to work for you is just what you said, I need it. At work I will do as you ask but nothing more. You don't have to worry about this mistake anymore." I moved past him and made it to the kitchen door way before turning back to him. "Sorry you ever had to look at this ugly face or ever touch me. Hope you have more fun with Natasha." I said venomously. With that I left the kitchen. On a table by the door laid my dress and heels from last night. Picking them up I threw open the door and slammed it shut behind me.

As I made my way downstairs ignoring all the curious glancing being thrown at me I hailed a cab. I knew I looked like a hurricane had hit me. I bet my hair was everyone and I knew I looked ridiculous wearing a huge t-shirt, a pair of boxer briefs and blue high heels but I didn't care. Right now I was too angry and hurt to care.

I made it home in no time and stomped up the stairs to my apartment. Throwing up the door I slammed it behind me and walked to my room. My body was shaking but I didn't know if it was because of how angry I am or because sobs were trying to break free. I heard Kacey's snores down the hall but I slammed my door shut not caring. And for what seemed for the hundredth time I fell on my bed crying because of a certain asshole man.

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I spent most of Sunday barricaded in my room not answering any of Kacey's or Neena bangs. Why the hell did I think it was a good idea going to Ashton's house last night? And why did I have a feeling of hopefulness in my stomach when I woke up and saw him? I knew everything about Ashton was bad. I shouldn't have agreed to this job, going on a date with him, or basically I shouldn't have done anything with him in the first place. When I saw him for the first time I knew he was trouble but me being me I didn't listen to my head that was telling me I would regret it later. And boy did I regret it now.

Everything I said to him I meant. I am tired of being clobbered by him. I will keep working there until I can find another job but while I look I will be stuck being Ashton's PA. In the back of my mind I had hoped that maybe Ashton would apologize and we would kind of go back to whatever we were, but now I knew we didn't have a chance to fully become a couple. I was to broken and Ashton was to selfish. I knew somehow Ashton had gotten hurt, pretty badly if he turned out the way he is now. They say opposites attract but in our case it doesn't.

When the clock was a little past noon I decided to get up and leave my room. I had heard Kacey and Neena leave a few hours before so I didn't have to worry about being interrogated by them. God knows that if I did I would be back to crying once again. For the moment I was fine. I padded into my small kitchen in my mixed matched socks and opened the fridge. It looked practically empty as were the cabinets I opened up a second later. Sighing I knew I had to run to the grocery store.

I dressed in another pair of yoga pants, stolen from Kacey, a white v-neck, and a pair of flip flops. I pulled my messy hair into a bun at the top of my head, grabbed my stuff than left the house. I didn't care what I looked like, this was New York there was plenty of weird people walking about for me to go unnoticed. The closest grocery like store we had was a few blocks down. It was more of a whole foods than anything else; thankfully though it was cheaper than whole foods.

I walked the few blocks and breathed in the warm air and sighed. Being outside could do wonders on someone's health. I could feel my body relaxing and my head clearing. It seemed all I needed was to get out for a little bit. Passing through the doors of the store I grabbed a hand basket and started my shopping. I walked every aisle taking my time since I had no where to be today. I didn't have a list so I just threw stuff in the basket that we usually get and looked good. The store was pretty busy and I had to navigate through it.

As I turned a corner to go to a different aisle I ran right into someone. My basket dropped and I almost fell but a pair of arms gripped my forearms pulling me forward and into a hard chest.

"I am so sorry!" I said looking up. Staring down at me was a pretty pair of green eyes. My breath got stuck in my throat as I took in the rest of the man's face. He had well defined cheek bones and jawline. His blonde hair was tousled on top of his head in a messy got out of bed way. There was a little bit of scruff on his chin and jaw that made him look very sexy. He stood about 6'2 and I could tell he had a great body underneath that tight shirt. Whoever this guy was he was very hot!

"No I am sorry. I should have been watching where I was going." His deep smooth voice entered my ears and I jerked out of my gawking. I could feel a blush starting to spread on my cheeks.

"It was my fault." I said stepping out of his hold. He was wearing a dark grey quarter sleeve shirt, and a pair of dark grayish/blue jeans; he also had a pair of converse it looked. He squatted down and grabbed the few items that had fell out of my basket and than handed it to me.

"Here you to." He said shooting me a gorgeous smile. My knees felt weak and my arms like jello. "Sorry for running into you..." He waited for me to say my name.

"Layla."

"Sorry for running into you Layla." The way he said my name I almost melted. Good god he is unbelievably attractive.

"I am too..."

"Alex." I smiled at him. Alex definitely suited him for some reason.

"Are you here shopping by yourself?" He asked picking up his own hand basket.

"Yeah I am." I nodded. "I'm just picking up some food for me and my roommate since our fridge is practically empty." I said with a nervous laugh at the end.

"Mind if I join you than?" My throat was suddenly dry so I just nodded. Warning if a hot guy asks to shop with you, you ALWAYS say yes!! I walked down the aisle beside him trying to think of something to say that won't make me look like an idiot.

"I take it you live around here?" Alex thankfully asked first.

"Yeah. I live a few blocks down the road. How about you?" I asked back turning my head and looking up at him. I could see his arm muscle through his shirt as he held his basket.

"Yeah kind of actually. I live a little bit further from here but I like this store so I make the trip here."

"Ahh so this is your dating pool huh?" I joked sending him a teasing smile. After only meeting him 3 minutes ago I felt comfortable around him. He seemed nice and sweet.

"Of course. See that lady in the purple shirt?" He pointed to an older lady that looked to be in her late 60's almost 70's. "She's a fox in the bed. Watch out for her." I let out a loud laugh that caused a lot of people to look at us. I slapped a hand over my mouth muffling my laughter.

"You have a cute laugh." Alex said smiling down at me. I forced the blush down that was threatening to break free.

"Thank you." I said quietly

We walked down the rest of the aisles not saying much but a few things here and there. I felt comfortable in Alex's presence. He seemed so sweet and funny. The total opposite of Ashton. The moment I thought his name I pushed it away. I was not going to think or compare anyone to Ashton. Way to soon we came to a stop at a register. Alex let me go first and I put my basket on top of the conveyer belt. I realized I only grabbed a few things and when I bumped into Alex I didn't grab anything else.

From the corner of my eye I saw him put his basket behind mine. I couldn't deny my attraction to him. He was by far one of the hottest guys I have ever seen. I could feel myself getting my hopes up that he will ask me for my number or something. As the lady rang up my items I couldn't help but chide at myself. How stupid am I to be pinning after another guy when just this morning I was at Ashton's house and crying over him. You would think by now I would give up on guys but here I am flirting with another at the grocery store.

"That will be $28.50" The cashier said bringing me out of my yelling speech. I reached into my bag and fished out my wallet. Just as I was pulling out two 20's a hand shoved theirs in front of me and to the lady. I looked over and saw Alex smiling at the lady while handing her money.

"Alex?!" I hissed out.

"What?" He shrugged innocently at me grabbing the change the lady gave to him.

"You shouldn't have paid for my groceries." I said. I didn't know this man but here he was paying for my stuff.

"It's no big deal." He said than softly nudged me to move over as his stuff was being rang through. I moved the 2 bags I had off to the side and stared at the side of Alex's face. "You know a picture would last longer." He teased at me shooting me a smirk. God even his smirk is sexy. I tried to come back with something but he left me flustered. Once he was done paying he grabbed his bags and waited for me to go ahead of him.

I grunted and walked ahead of his out the doors. When I got outside I turned to him.

"Alex let me pay you back." I said but he cut me off.

"Don't. Layla it is no big deal. It's the least I could do after running into you earlier."

"But I ran into you. I don't want you to waste your money on me." I argued back. He just stood in front of me staring me down. Feeling his jade eyes on me I finally sighed. "Fine but let me pay you back somehow."

"How about you let me take you out on a date." Alex said.

"How is that me paying you back?" I questioned him.

"I get to be in your lovely company again." He grinned. I couldn't help but laugh quietly and shake my head. All different kinds of questions entered my mind as I thought about my answer. You know what. For the first time I am not going to question it. I am going to go for it.

"Okay yes." I answered grinning back at him. His smile somehow got wider as he put his bags in one big hand. He reached his hand in the pocket of his jeans and pulled out his phone. He tapped on it for a second before handing it to me.

"Give me your number." I took his phone and entered it in. "Ill send you a text so you have my number." I nodded feeling giddy. I just got a hot guys phone number! Inside I was freaking out but on the outside I tried not to do anything stupid. "I'll call you and set up a date, if that's okay."

"Sounds good."

"It was nice meeting you Layla. I'm glad I ran into you." Alex said.

"Me too." I sent him a small wave as we both turned in opposite directions. As I walked away I couldn't help but look over my shoulder after him. He was looking over his shoulder at me as well sending me a goofy smile. I grinned widely as I turned back around and headed home. My phone buzzed in my bag so I stopped shifting my bags around before grabbing my phone.

From: Unknown

To: Layla

Watch out for anymore of my foxy ladies at the store. ;)

I laughed and shook my head as I walked home. Who knew this day would start out so shitting but ended up pretty good. And who knew I would meet such a nice guy at the grocery store.

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Hi guys!! I am sorry for the later update than I said. I ended up busy this weekend and than somehow this chapter got deleted so I had to rewrite it. I am also sorry this chapter isn't the greatest; it was mostly a filler.

And Ashton is back at it again. He doesn't know when to shut his mouth doesn't he? Looks like Lashton isn't going to be together anytime soon.

I decided to add a new surprise for you guys in this chapter. I've had a few of you guys asking for Layla to be with someone else for a little while and I decided I would. :) I know there wasn't much of Alex in this chapter but coming up he will be. (I need a ship name for Alex and Layla now so comment some!!!!)

I hope you guys liked this chapter and once again let me know what you think!

Youtube is being stupid once again, I think its the new update on wattpad that won't let me put youtube on the side. Anyways I suggest you guys go listen to Sleeping with Sirens new album it is AMAZING! :)

VOTE, COMMENT, FOLLOW, and FIND YOUR OWN ALEX!

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-Kendoll