Never Again

18

Larry's POV:

It took two days, two excruciating long days and three workshops before Laurent finally started talking to me. Well not really talking to me, he mostly just shrugged or gave me short one worded answers.

No matter how hard I tried he ignored me even after I demanded she leave and banded her from coming to the workshops. At first Laurent was shocked to hear me so stern with her but he quickly dismissed it.

Nothing worked Laurent ignored my pleas to have a real conversation with him. He refused to allow me to explain everything especially her being here.

I don't care if other's don't believe me that I didn't invite her or her friend here but Laurent not believing me or even giving me a chance to tell him hurts.

I waited till everyone (including our crew) had left the workshop before I approached Laurent cornering him not letting him leave.

We have to talk and talk is what I planned to do whether he wants to or not. This avoiding each other is getting ridiculous and straining.

Yes I know I'm the one that caused this riff between us because of my selfishness but at the time I thought I was doing the right thing. But after five or so months later I realized that I can't be without him.

'Laurent we need to talk'. I told him as I walked up to him.

'No Larry, we don't'. He stubbornly said walking away.

I sighed walking after him not giving up.

'Yes we do Laurent'. I sternly said grabbing ahold of him. He struggled trying to get out of my hands but I held him tighter refusing to let him go.

'Larry let me go'. He said avoiding eye contact. Even without looking at me I knew he was upset because I can hear it in his voice.

'Laurent please look at me'. I told him softly, holding him tighter.

'Why Larry'? He whisper asked still avoiding eye contact.

I grabbed his chin gently and made him look at me. The painful look in his eyes broke me more than he will ever know.

'Laurent please listen to me'. 'I didn't invite her or her friend here'. 'I haven't even called her since we left for Germany'. I told him. He just stared at me most likely trying to figure out if I'm lying to him or not.

'You have to believe me Laurent'. I pleaded.

'It's the same thing all the time Larry'. He said angrily. I knew that, that's what he thought. Yes I have done it before but not this time.

'No Laurent it's not the same thing I didn't call her or her friend'. I told him.
'Look Laurent yes in the past when you
pi$$ed me off I would call one of them but this time I promise I didn't'. I told him almost whispering. He stared at me for a few seconds before he nodded at me still not saying anything.

I sighed heavily and watched as he zoned out probably running everything that had happened between us even before I called us quits.

It took what felt like an eternity but was actually just five may be tens seconds before Laurent sat down staring back up at me with hurt and unanswered questions in his eyes.

The questions he has wanted to ask for so long but refused to ask not really wanting the answers. I avoided the real answers but gave him half truth answers cockily.

F**k I hate seeing that vulnerability. Every since we were kids Laurent has always worn his heart on his sleeve.

Loving the wrong person.

Getting hurt easily.

Making up excuses why he put his self through the pain.

And here I am the one that caused him the most pain.

The one that broke him more than he even cares to admit. I know my selfishness is the cause of most of his pain but because of how much he loved me and still does, he would go through hell just to please me.

Yea at times I took advantage of his feelings, his love for me, that's one of the main reason why I chose to end us.

Laurent deserves real true love. We have came across a few posts from our fans saying we are each others soulmate's and yea it is true we both believe it but it's different now.

'Why did you have to take the one thing (more than dance) that made me happy'? He asked painfully quiet bringing me out of my thoughts. His question threw me off a little bit but I quickly recovered so I could answer him.

'Laurent I will always be here for you, we just can't be together anymore, that doesn't mean I don't love you'. I said to him and watched as his body stiffened from my words.

After a few moments Laurent got up gathered his bag and walked away without any other questions. I followed him out of the workshop to the waiting car.

If he thinks I am giving up he is wrong. It is time we get through this hard long awaited talk so we can move on.

The ride back to the hotel was long and excruciatingly quiet almost eerily quiet. Laurent sat as far away from me that vehicle would allow without him unbuckling his seat belt.

I watched in silent humor the way he was acting but made sure he didn't notice the humor on my face. I'm not saying what's going on between us is funny just the way he is trying to put more space between us in this little car.

As soon as the car stopped in front of the hotel Laurent was out the car before I could take me seat belt off. I sighed shaking my head thanking the driver as I got out the car and followed him inside the hotel.

Why does he have to be so damn stubborn some times? I kept asking myself as Laurent sprinted to the elevator avoiding me. I smiled when I made it to his side while he frustratingly waited for the elevator doors to open up.

Inside the elevator was more quietness which was fine with me. I will let Laurent be his stubborn self until we are inside his hotel room whether he wants to talk or not we are going to talk.

I miss him way to much to continue avoiding this friction between us.