A Night To Remember

Chapter 13: Larry

At ten am, I ran into Laurent's room and jumped on his bed.

"Happy birthday, dude!"

Laurent smiled and stood on the top of the bed with me. We both jumped on the bed, laughing.

"I feel like I'm six years old again!" I said and held Laurent's hand.

We jumped in a circular motion. When we heard someone knocking at the door, we let our bodies flop on the bed. I put my hand on his chest, gently pushed him down and said,

"I'll get it. "

I could hear Laurent laughing as I left his room. I answered the door wearing nothing but my galaxy printed boxers and socks. When I opened the door, I was shocked to see it was Angela. It was raining hard outside. Her coat and luggage was soaked.

"Hey girl, what are you doing here?" I asked, confused.
"I'm sorry to bother you but is Laurent here?" Angela asked and wiped the rain from her face.
"He is. But why are you here?" I asked and glanced at her luggage.
"I have nowhere to go and I was hoping I could stay here for awhile." Angela explained.

Before I could reply, I felt Laurent's hand touch my shoulder.

"Hey Angela, what's going on?" Laurent asked.

I cut Angela off and told him what she said.

"Well, let her in!"Laurent said.

I turned to Angela and said,

"Excuse us; it's time for a brotherly love moment. "
"Dude, don't start tripping. She needs help." Laurent said.
"I got that. But didn't you say she has a boyfriend? " I mentioned.
"Yeah, but something is wrong if she's here and not at home. Come on dude, have a heart. " Laurent replied with concern.
"Just because you have a crush on her..." I said as laurent cut me off and said,
"You want me to enjoy my birthday, let her in and I won't ask you for anything else. You owe me." Laurent replied.

I hate to admit it. But I did owe him a favor; he did for me last year. I opened the door and welcomed Angela in.

"Thank you, was that so hard? " Laurent added.

I ignored him and helped Angela with her bags inside. Angela stood in amazement and stared at the ceiling. I tapped Angela on the shoulder and said,

"Follow me. I'll show you to your room. " I took her to the only guest room on the first floor.

We had the room designed in white and black trimmings on the windows and door. All the furniture was black with a matching bathroom. As I showed her around the room, Angela held me tight and thanked me. I shivered as her soaked clothes pressed hard against my caramel skin. I rubbed her black hair away from her face. Laurent busted in the room and said,

"Hey I got...whoa. what's going on here? "
"Nothing, I was just showing her the room. I also wanted to say sorry. I'm protective over of Laurent. "
"Thank you, Larry.  I understand why you are that way. I'm the same way with my loved ones." Angela explained.

Laurent handed Angela some towels and said,

"If you need anything; our rooms are upstairs."
"Okay, thank you so much. " Angela said as she took off her soaked coat and gave Laurent a hug.

Laurent hugged Angela back and closed his eyes. Once they released each other, Laurent asked,

"Can I talk to you for a minute? "
"Sure. " Angela replied.

Laurent and I sat down on the bed at the same time. Laurent turned to me with a straight face and said,

"I would like to talk to Angela alone. "
"Oh, ha ha, of course you would like to. " I teased and gently elbowed Laurent.

I also reminded Laurent of our hair appointments at the barbershop. I went upstairs to my room and turned on the beats pill, Ben I' Oncle Partir remix played. I danced in the shower. I do just about everything while listening to music. Sometimes my life is a soundtrack. After I was done in the shower, I put my outfit tonight on the bed. I put my faded dark blue jeans on backwards, red and black plaid shirt. And Jordan to match. By the time I came back downstairs; Laurent stepped out of Angela's room.

"Our appointment is in forty minutes. Hurry up and get dressed. " I told Laurent and tapped my watch.

"Alright, I got you." Laurent replied and went upstairs to his room.

Thirty minutes later, Laurent came downstairs wearing an extra-long white shirt, black jacket, black skinny jeans and matching Jordan's.

"Looking fly, dude. Is that what you wearing to the party?" I asked.
"Nah. " Laurent replied.
"How about we ride together? " I suggested.
"Cool." Laurent said put his arm on my shoulders and walked out the house.

Got in the car and headed to our hair appointment.

Why is Angela at the Les Twins house? You shall see...vote, comment,  and share. Thank you