Chapter eighteen: How do I know if I like someone

Layla was humming a song in the kitchen she especially looked happy and her stomach was a bit bigger, although it wasn't very obvious she was pregnant, however a closer look one could tell she was expecting a baby.

She hanged up the spatula and wiped her hands with the hand towel, she heard movements thus, she glanced back. Seeing Jennie she quickly put away the towel and asked in a voice full of concern. "You seemed troubled?"

Jennie gaze directly at the leaking pipe connected to the sink, she quickly notified Layla so it could be repaired "Mom, the sink?"

Layla nodded and said "I just discovered, I will call for the repairment"

"Try this" Layla gave Jennie a piece of sour and sweet pork"

Jennie took a bite eating it with relish

Layla gave a satisfied laugh and, stalled for a moment then asked lightly "tell me, what is bothering you?"

Jennie who has been discovered sighed helplessly, she knew she was as transparent as a river which could explained why she was very easy to read, she had decided to inquired this from Layla, moreover Layla was more experienced than her.

She always felt something was behind those accelerated heartbeats and why it skipped a beat whenever she saw him, although her first impression of him was a pervert but she was certain that despite his cold like attitude and hardened steel like expression there was still some warm part within him.

For instance, he doesn't hesitate to rush to aid her irrespective of whom was in dire need of help back the restroom, also he took the initiative to report what Tasha did without considering his safety and as well took her to the infirmary twice, offer her a ride and brought her food to take her medication.

In fairness to an extent she was confused, exactly why she came to seek an advice from Layla in spite of the embarrassment of seeking that sort of advise from Layla. After all even a blind pig can find an acorn once in a while.

The weird thoughts invading her mind is confusing, how could she be thinking of him as if by magic she's losing her mind?

She bite slightly on her lower lip and sucked on it briefly moisturizing her dry lips, her eyes looking up at the celling she slowly retracted her gaze.

Noticing her uncomfortable state, Layla proposed to go to the sitting room since Mr Anderson went to work already.

She walked out, trailing behind her was Jennie, Jennie plump down beside Layla on the settee. "You can tell me" Layla said.

Jennie blinked repeatedly and asked innocently her face flushing "Mom how do I know if i like someone"

Layla looked surprised. But quick to wave it aside, she peered into Jennie pair of eyes and her fluttering lashes before she said seriously "If you like someone, you wants to protect them and make sure they doesn't get hurt, isn't like a kid in a candy store, the likeness will create a fondness from you to that person and you wouldn't want to see them in pain, you tend to prefer their company over others, you find them attractive and always wanted to support them, as well as you want to know more about them, you just don't convince yourself you like someone.

Likeness is based on gradual accumulated feeling that you doesn't even know when you developed, but as a parent I will advise you to be careful whom you like so you wouldn't be taken an advantage of, most importantly get hurt"

Jennie thought to herself, to like someone is this complicated? You have to be wary and guarded against whom you like, So you wouldn't get hurt just like Layla said. She was about to say something when Layla interrupted her "Do you have someone you like?"

She turned red immediately, she stuttered trying to defend "N..No I don't like anyone why should I like him?"

Layla stared wide-eyed, Jennie who realized she hinted and almost confirm her mom suspicion quickly corrected "I mean I don't like anyone, what mom! Trust me, why staring at me that way, seriously I don't.."

Layla finally laughed looking at how nervous Jennie looked, it was now clear her daughter like someone, since it was like this, she planned to vividly enlightened her so her daughter wouldn't be deceived because of her kindheartedness, thus she said "Ok, ok I've heard you, on the contrary likeness might not be what it portray, do not be infatuated.

Typically, likeness and infatuation are two different words and liking someone might be full of confusion sometimes, also before opening your heart for someone you have to be certain that what you felt is mutual and being reciprocated, but it will be recollected that I distinctly stated this, that likeness could be developed into a profound and caring affection between two people known as love and as well this likeness could turned into a maddening obsession that could ruined and entangled a person in a chain like trap"

Jennie nodded as if she was in deep thoughts, sincerely what Layla said exceeded what she could imagine, although she process and digest the words but not entirely, she adjusted her sleeves and sitting posture, now leaning against the soft settee like cushion she yawned lazily and said "Got it. Thank you mom"

Jennie licked her lips again feeling the lingering residual taste of the sweet pork in her mouth, she picked up her phone, there were alot of unread messages from Blake, she felt a little depressed and confused, therefore she put it back on the settee, She became more worried after hearing what Layla said, maybe she was only infatuated because he always protected and was extra tender towards her which he refused to show the side to others.

She smiled weakened and got up to pour herself a cup of water, after taking a sip she sat on the dining chair leaning her back against it.

Layla glanced over, she couldn't help thinking maybe she said abit excessively and tried to ameliorate the confusion she has planted into Jennie.

"En, less I forgot, I'm not stopping you from dating, moreover I met your dad in high school afterall you only have to be careful" Layla stated.

"Mom I'll take a walk down the neighborhood, I felt like I might use some" Jennie said standing up off the chair, she walked towards Layla and she outstretched her hand picking up her phone before walking out.

Layla peered into her back not until the door closed with a bang did she jolt back.

After almost an hour, Jennie felt energetic it worked Everytime she felt tired because to her taking a stroll is the most effective exercise.

It was getting late, therefore she resort to going back home, she saw an old couple and a cute little boy carrying a bag.

The redhead little boy was walking in front of the old couple, Jennie strolled passed them. But the little boy who originally was walking in front of the couples turned back and walked abit faster catching up with Jennie.

Jennie felt being touched by a soft little paws, glancing back it was the redhead cute little boy, his ears were abit red, her gazes trailed to the yellow flesh, downy, red-tinted yellow skin round fruit the boy was holding, offering to her. It was a peach.

He looked flustered, Jennie thought of one word cute.

She was hesitant to accept the fruit offering to her by the little boy,

However the couples had stop, they both were looking at the scenario, their little boy offering peaches bought for him to a beautiful teen-ager.

The woman smiled and said "Take it, our Yiyi like you for him to give you a gift, please do not reject it."

Jennie took the peach, rub on his head and sincerely appreciate the little boy.

His face brightened and he said cheerfully "Sister is very beautiful"

She smiled and answered "Do you mind telling me your name?"

He nodded and mouthed "Yiyi"

Jennie bit her lips and said "Thank you Yiyi"

"I will meet sister again?"

She was ascertain but still nodded

"Good"

"Don't keep your parents waiting" Jennie said.

"Mn" with that he left with his parents, Jennie on the other hand glanced back at the couple before heading back home.

She didn't knocked she only pushed opened the door and entered inside but the scene that welcomed her left her agape.

Why is he here!