My Happy Valentine: A Laurent Imagine

My Happy Valentine!

I was laying down in my bed watching "Bridezillas" while my friend Nicole got ready for her date with her boyfriend Brian. They were perfect for each other, him studying to be a doctor, and her wanting to be a nurse. Their love was strong and it made me sick! Sure, I'm happy that she finally found someone who genuinely cared about her but I'm ready for love as well.

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted with a knock at the door. "Oh my God, That's him! How do I look?" Nicole asked excitedly while taking one last look in the mirror.

I simply replied without taking my eyes off the t.v., "You look fine".

"Thanks!" replied Nicole.

I looked away from the t.v. and watched her open the door to see Brian in a nice Versace outfit. He was carrying the traditional one dozen red roses, teddy bear with "I love you" on its stomach, and a heart shaped box of chocolate. "Happy Valentine's Day baby!" Brian said with a smile.

"Awww thank you babe" replied Nicole while returning his smile.

She takes the gifts from Brian and placed them on the desk that she and I shared in the dorm room. "Y/N would you do me a favor and put my roses in some water?" she asked while grabbing her brown MK purse that matched all to well with her peach pencil dress and nude pumps.

I looked at her, sighed and replied, "Sure, I have nothing else to do."

Nicole, "Thanks! I love you! Bye girl."

"Yeah, later" I replied dryly.

Brian, "Bye Y/N, Happy Valentine's Day!"

Emotionlessly I responded, "What's so happy about it!"

He gave a slight smirk and he and Nicole left which leaves me alone once again.

I sighed heavily, tossed the remote on the bed and got up. I picked up her roses along with a vase that had some now dead roses that Brian had given Nicole last month for her birthday. Deep down something inside me wanted to throw the roses across the room, but I didn't. I threw the dead roses away in the trash next to the desk and walked out the room and down the hall to the bathroom to fill the vase with water.
When I got back to the room I put the new roses in the vase and placed it in the center of the desk. I looked around the room and sighed. "I really don't feel like staying in here." I thought to myself. So I put on my Betty Boop house slippers, picked up the room key, locked the door, and went downstairs to the lounge.

As I entered the lounge I was surprised to see that it was empty, usually it's turned up. Music's usually blasting, people dancing, guys usually playing the PS4, or on the pool table. I shook my head, plopped down on the couch in front of the t.v., turned it on to HBO's Zane's sex chronicles, and sighed once more. "I guess I'm the only one without a date tonight." I said to the walls and all its silence.
I was shocked to hear a male voice respond in a very sexy French accent, "Now I won't say you the only one without date".

I turned around surprised to see Laurent Bourgeois, exchange student from Paris, France and dancer extraordinaire. He had the most hypnotizing brown eyes, beautifully twisted hair, the most beautiful caramel complexion, and a well-built body for a dancer. He came and sat next to me on the couch and immediately my body got hot.
I looked at him and said, "So, what brings you here? None of your many groupies could come out to play tonight?"

Laurent smirked and replied, "Why you have to play me like that? I can't jus want to be alone?"

I looked at him with suspicious eyes and said, "Who you tryin' to fool? If you wanted to be alone, why are you in here with me?"