Never Again

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Larry's POV:

I didn't go home right away. And no before you think I went to "her" I didn't. I actually went to a friends house that is near Laurent and I's house and stayed just a few days before I reluctantly went home.

As soon as I walked in the front door Laurent's scent lingered in the air. I stood at the door frozen not able to move right away. Was he here?

Finally after about a minute or two I was able to fully walk into my house closing the door behind me.

The further I walked into my house the stronger Laurent's cologne was.

Was he here?

Is he here now?

My heart raced as I ran up the stairs and headed towards his room in hopes to see him here and not just the smell of his cologne.

I stopped at my room first and put my luggage inside it. Then I went to my princesses room and put her teddy bear I had gotten her in her room.

As I left Lilos room I stared at Laurent's room nervously.

Is he in there?

If he is what will happen?

Question after question ran through my mind as I slowly walked to Laurent's bedroom. Taking out the key (that I had copied) to his room out of my wallet and unlocked his door. The smell of his cologne hit me hard, like he had just put it on maybe a minute ago before leaving.

I quietly walked around his room enjoying the smell of his cologne. I didn't want to leave his room, but I knew I had to. I came to put our house together.

Sighing, my shoulders dropped heavily as I reluctantly walked out of his room leaving it unlocked (I plan on sleeping in his room) and headed back down stairs to start setting up my kitchen.

My kitchen had everything a restaurant would have in the kitchen. Everything is stainless steel.

I got a six burner two oven stove.

A large walk in freezer.

And of course an overly large (as Laurent calls it) two door fridge.

What can I say I love to eat.

In one corner of the kitchen were about eighteen boxes ranging in various sizes. In the other corner of the kitchen was maybe ten more boxes containing my dishes and some small appliances. In the middle of my kitchen is a mid size kitchen island with a few small boxes.

I started with the larger pile.

I needed my kitchen table and chairs assembled before moving onto anything else.

After about five hours my kitchen was fully furnished the only thing missing is food. 🤣🤣🤣

I walked into the first living room and was surprised to see it fully furnished and not just the small couch and coffee table that was the only piece of furniture we were able to set up in the room.

I wanted to expect the second living room but was afraid that is too was already set up so I avoided it and walked into the laundry room to set it up, but was surprised to find set up as well.

I continued to walk in and out of every room to set them up only to find them already set up.

Was Laurent here?

Is this where he hid out, ignoring me?

I walked towards Laurent's room stripped naked and crawled into Laurent's bed suddenly feeling extremely exhausted even though I only set up my kitchen.

I thought of Laurent and the distance he has put between us and before I knew it sleep consumed me.

The ringing of my phone brought me out of my peaceful sleep, the same peaceful sleep I only get when I am cuddled up next to Laurent. At first I ignored the ringing of my phone hoping to go back to sleep but whomever is on the other line clearly doesn't care I want to sleep.

Sitting up and grabbing my phone I finally answered.

The phone call was a waste of time. I should have put it on vibrate or just turned it off.

As I sat up debating to order breakfast or just lay back down and try and get some more sleep.

I chose to order breakfast and opened Instagram to see Laurent just arriving back in Paris. Anger flowed through me for some reason. I already knew he would go back to Paris as soon as mami told him I had left.

Angry I just turned my phone off, got dressed and walked out Laurent's room slamming his bedroom door loudly.

I walked into my room to grab a change of clean clothes so I can take a shower after my breakfast arrives. As I walked to the bathroom I heard the door bell ring downstairs.

Sighing at my image in the mirror before I exited the bathroom and headed downstairs to get my food. The delivery boy (and I do mean boy, I don't think he's over the age of sixteen) smiled when I answered the door and handed me my food and told me my total.

'Hey Laurent, breakfast this time huh'? The boy said. I smiled not correcting him, handing him the money and his tip. I thanked him, closing the door and locking it.

Laurent huh???

I sat at the kitchen table and ate my breakfast. As I ate and smiled sadly, looking around my kitchen. Laurent is right this house is too big for just a couple people.

After finishing up my breakfast and cleaning my mess I walked back upstairs to the bathroom ready for a shower.

Undressing my damn phone rang again. Looking at the caller ID I chose to ignore the call. I had already told ''her'' not to contact me all the damn time and she already woke me up from my sleep this morning.

Anything she has to say can wait till I call her, if I choose to call her.

Standing under the boiling water I heard my phone go off again, and again, and again until finally whomever was calling me finally gave up.

I stood under the water till the water began turning luke warm. Getting out and drying off I looked at my phone to see fifteen missed calls all from "her" and about one hundred text messages.

I grumbled under my breath even though I am the only one home right now and finished getting dress. Instead of going downstairs to the living room to watch a movie I walked back into Laurent's room and decided to watch a couple movies.

Thanks to Laurent putting our house together I have nothing to do today. Tomorrow I'll go to the store to get some food.

Third movie in and I started to doze off until my phone rang again. Cussing I grabbed my phone and shut it off without looking at the caller ID. There was no need I already knew who it was that was calling me.