A Night To Remember

Chapter 25: Larry

I woke up to an instant hangover. I caressed my temples. I took a moment to listen as I heard a piano being played. I hopped out of bed and left the room. I looked down into the living room from the top of the stairs. I found Angela playing the piano and singing these words,

" When I'm next to you, I don't feel so blue. Call me on the phone. Babe, you'll never be alone. Boy, I hope you know that you are worth it."

I softly clapped my hands and walked down the stairs. When Angela saw me, she stopped playing the piano.

"Why is it that every time I'm alone with you, you be showing off a talent? " I asked in a flirting manner.
"Because you're always in my business. " Angela teased.

I gave her a hug and kissed her cheek.

"Well, well, well, what's going on here?" Laurent asked as he walked down the stairs.
"Nothing. " I quickly replied.
"It didn't look like nothing. " Laurent replied and sat on the opposite side of Angela.
"Why you always assuming stuff?" I asked. " Me? What about you? Always trying to take my girl. " Laurent argued with me.
"Hey, chill. It's too early for that. I gotta go jogging. " Angela said and stood up from the piano bench.

I hated to see Angela go. But I love to see her walk away. She was wearing matching black and gray jogging suit. When she goes to the door, Laurent followed her.

"Hey, where you going? " Laurent asked.
"I'm going to go jog a few blocks. I'll be back in an hour. " Angela replied with a smile on her face.
"Okay, next time, I'll join you. " Laurent mentioned.
"Okay. "Angela said then leaned towards Laurent and kissed him.

I was shock. Laurent finally got to kiss Angela. I waited until Angela left to get the scoop from Laurent. Laurent came and sat next to me on the piano bench. I stared at Laurent; wanting him to come out with the information. But me knowing him the way I do, I knew I was going to have to drill him.

"So, what happened between you and Angela last night? Because I noticed for a moment you disappeared. So, what happened? " I questioned Laurent.
"Well, I don't remember everything that happened last night. That would probably explain why my head is throbbing. But I can tell you this. Angela and I made love last night." Laurent explained and then licked his lips like LL Cool J.

"Are you serious? I can't believe you had sex with her. Man, I bet it was good. Was the sex wild?" I excitingly asked.
"Hey, hey, hey, we made love, not sex. There's a difference. " Laurent added as he turned on the TV.
"Whatever, dude. So, did she tell you why she came to us? " I curiously asked.
"Oh yeah she did. " Laurent answered.

Laurent gave me a short summary as to why Angela came to us. I gotta admit. A part of me doesn't believe him. But it's whatever. As Laurent continued to explain his "moment" with Angela, I remembered something that happened to me last night.

"By the way, did you invite Lylah? " I asked.
"No! " Laurent quickly replied.
"Don't lie." I demanded.
"I'm not lying. Why would I invite her, knowing you didn't want her here?" Laurent argued.
"Because you're an asshole. And you been doing shit like this to me since we were kids." I argued.
"Why are you asking me about Lylah, anyways?" Laurent asked with wondering eyes.

I told Laurent about my threesome with Lylah and Destiny. In the middle of explaining, Laurent became confused.

"Wait...so, Destiny is your ex girlfriend? "
"No, Destiny is Lylah's girlfriend. " I answered.
"Oh, like she's a friend of Lylah's. " Laurent guessed.
"No! Lylah is bisexual. Lylah and Destiny are lovers. " I further explained.
"Nah, get out of here. For real?" Laurent asked while laughing.
"I'm serious. " I added.
"Was it good? " Laurent asked with a smirk.
"Hell yeah! " I laughed and shook Laurent's hand.

I surfed through the channels until I came across a breaking news report. As I paid closer attention, the reporter made this statement,

"What appeared to be a gathering in a mansion ends in several arrests, DUI's, and noise complaints. I'm standing here with a neighbor who claims she saw everything. Can you tell us what you witnessed?"

The reporter pointed the microphone to one of our nosy neighbors, Mrs. Robinson.

"That's right. I saw it all. I knew those boys were trouble the moment they moved in. I saw people falling, car crashes, and fireworks. It's not even independence day." Mrs. Robinson complained.

Laurent and I looked at each other and said,

"Fireworks?"

The reporter continued,

"Anonymous sources revealed a video has been released and has over one hundred thousand views on YouTube. "
"Oh...shit." Laurent and I said.
"Our manager is going to kill us. " Laurent said and shook his head.
"Well, this will definitely be a night to remember. " I said and turned off the tv.

The end?

Girls aren't the only ones who "talk." Lol

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