Ray Lewis Pfp Novels & Stories

▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ [ Chapter 24: Hatred ] ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ [Georgia. Leah. Lewis.] The three paraded at the crowd. They were like celebrities. The students can't take off their eyes from their beauty. The girls winked at Lewis but he doesn't care. Someone takes pictures secretly and let them stride.

Raylie After several minutes, Mr. Lewis came, brought his book. The cover seems old. When did he buy that one? “Young master, I am going to ask you questions then you have to answer it truthfully.” “Alright. Fire away the questions.” I said and laid my back on the metal bench near the pool while waiting for the questions. “Do you like a girl or a guy?” I threw a dark glare at Mr. Lewis. “Do you have a death wish? Do you think I am gay?!”

He then said while buttering up, “Mr. Lewis, I have some issues here, someone is boasting around here, why don't you come and help out? Okay, okay!” After he ended the call, Wyatt pointed at Harvey arrogantly and rebuked, “You f*cking brat, do you know who Mr. Lewis is? Yup, Zayn Lewis, the one who almost broke your f*cking leg! If you weren’t so lucky this afternoon, you would have been crippled by now, how would you have the chance to boast in front of me? If he doesn’t teach both of you a lesson later, I’ll kneel down before you!”

"You got a way with the ladies, huh, Mr. Lewis?" "Unfortunately so." I opened the door and walked into the dimmed two-bedroom trailer. After getting a beer from the fridge, I dropped down onto the side of the bed and pulled out my phone, pulling up Riley's picture. "You got me today, didn't you? You fucking knew it too. Who are you, pretty girl?"

I wanted this cleared. "Wow. You really went for it." He shifted in his seat. "Well, to answer your first question, I'm Ray. I bring new vibes. I don't want what other celebs do. I prefer to be unique. And, no…” He chuckled, “Layla and I merely hang out to make it appear as if we were dating. She's an actor and model, therefore the publicity was useful for her. She's actually the one who introduced me to Gia.”

He stepped toward me with his hand reaching for my face. “Your eyes are a rare azure blue and stormy silver. Like a gem. It must be hard to go around with eyes like those, and hair with that tint in it.” He grabbed a strand of my hair, and looked at it. His face was in awe, but also had a hint of wonder. What was he thinking? “My name is Layla. What is yours?” I asked again, trying to get an answer. He was still looking at my hair. “Theodore..” He dropped my hair, and stepped back.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, thinking about what they could do for Leah. Francesca noticed that Ray had turned his right hand over and was absently running his thumb over the back of the three-headed dragon tattoo that had been inked on his wrist since he was sixteen. Francesca looked at Ray contemplatively. “What would you do if you were Leah?” She asked Ray quietly. Ray’s head snapped in Francesca’s direction. He didn’t say anything for a few seconds, then he quietly asked, “What do you mean?”

Only then did she return her phone to the table. … Lewis leaned against the car window while using his phone. He clicked into the chat history for the 15th time today and was about to type something when he decided not to. Lewis pinched his brows together, grabbed a cigarette from the glovebox, and lit it. He opened his social media app out of habit when he saw an alert for it. At first, he wanted to remove the notification, but he happened to see Avery's profile picture. Lewis clicked into it and saw the collaged photo she had just posted.

A small, stupid hope whispered that maybe he wasn't online, and that maybe this obsession was just mine to carry. The screen refreshed. And there he was. Top of the list. Verified. Every inch of him was exactly as magnetic as memory made him. @lloyd.Luxen, 200k followers, athlete, basketball highlight reels, a grin that screamed I know I'm trouble. His bio read: 🏀 "Not everything needs to be figured out." Of course it didn't. Guys like him never had to figure things out, the world just bent to their rhythm. The first photo stopped me cold, him mid-air, jersey clinging, and the entire court blurred beneath his leap. The next was a grin, with his teeth flashing, and arms spread as if he owned

I'm so lucky that I already reviewed all of the questions here that have been written in my notes. After the examination for this morning, I saw Wave and his friends waiting for me outside. They're talking about something. "Are you eating your lunch with Wave and his friends?" Leila asked while putting her things inside her bag. "Yes, you want to come with us?" "Sure. By the way, I like one of his friends." She giggled and looked at Wave's friend that she's talking about. It's Green Louis with the black piercing. He's talking to my handsome boyfriend and seems like they are very happy.