His Best Friend. (Hamlaf)

| chapter 15 |

So after our conversation, Laf and I got in my car, which was parked in the senior parking lot, and we drove to the Schuyler sisters' house.

"Last time we were here, we made out." I teased, glancing at Laf as I parked in front of their house. He rolled his eyes playfully. "You say that like we should do it again." Laf remarked, chuckling afterward.

"We'll see!" I said as I got out of the car and locked it. While I walked to the doorstep, I heard Laf following close behind.

I rung the doorbell and rocked on my heels as I waited for a response. Laf crossed his arms and stood next to me.

Peggy glared into the viewfinder before swinging the door open. "Hey, queers."

I rolled my eyes. "Hey, Pegs."

Laf smiled softly at her. "Peggy, hello!" He then leaned in to give her bises. Primarily, bises are a French greeting that people give their friends.

He leaned in to kiss the air near her left cheek, before switching to kiss the air near her right cheek. She did the same, then grabbed him by the sleeve and said, "What are y'all doing here anyway? Come on in." She then dragged him inside. Skeptically, I followed. I closed the door behind myself as I walked in. Oddly, I felt a small pang of jealousy but I brushed it off.

"Well," I started, following them to the living room. There sat Angelica on the couch. Laf and I glanced at each other before Angelica glanced up at us. "Good afternoon." Angelica muttered.

"Salut!" Laf exclaimed, leaning on the back of the couch. Peggy exasperatingly sat on a chair. That was the same chair that Laf and I were on when that picture was taken, I noticed.

Peggy glanced at me. "What were you saying, Alex?" Peggy inquired, tilting her head. Angelica glanced my way as well.

I hopped over the couch and took a seat, before I muttered, "Oh, yeah, uhm,"

Laf gave me a stern little look. Peggy looked almost concerned, which was rare.

"Earlier today, Thomas was being an asshole, per usual. But this time was different, 'cause he was being an asshole to LAF." I said, toying with my long brunette hair.

Peggy's eyebrows furrowed. "Ughh, that bitch."

I continued, "But, here's the thing.. Thomas had a photo. A photo of me and Lafayette- kissing??"

Peggy went pale. Angelica gasped softly, though I had a feeling she knew the picture existed. Lafayette swallowed harshly, I could hear it.

"He practically used that photo to try and pry information out of Laf, I'm going to assume. But, that's not why we're here- We know that either Angelica or Eliza took that photo and sent it to Thomas. So fess up." I demanded, my gaze switching between the two.

"Yeah." Lafayette muttered with a confidence in his voice.

Eliza wasn't down here, so we couldn't necessarily get her input. I wouldn't be surprised if Peggy ratted her sister out.

Angelica sighed. "I was never good at this high school drama stuff." She exasperatingly murmured, running a hand over her face.

Laf and I glanced at each other, both silently agreeing it was Eliza—

"Err.. He probably got the photo from me.." Peggy said, raising a hand.

I raised an eyebrow. Laf looked confused. "What?" Him and I said in unison.

"I took a picture of y'all kissing because I thought it was funny, and then I guess I sent it in a group chat that just so happened to have Thomas in it." Peggy explained. I wasn't buying the last part at all. If I had to guess, she did this to stir up drama.