Ch.3:.Hello

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                        It was a notification for Instagram. Once again my curiosity strikes and I had to click it. A photo of a man with a piece of fabric covering his mouth popped up. It had resembled Larry. The photo was captioned "Secret life is better sometime". I giggled at the irony as I began to scroll through the comments and BOY did he have fans.

"Your eyes are so SEXY OMG *_* LET ME JUST HAVE YOU"

"So Foinee <3"

"Plz juss b mine alrdy?!"

                     Welp, I can see that Larry is the ladie's man. He had over 159 comments; even some MEN were complimenting him. I then started to scroll through his pictures. He was a decent looking man I guess, I don't really know what all the hubbub was about.. I found pictures of a beautiful baby girl. Was this his daughter? If so, god bless his genes. She had this beautiful caramel skin and these piercing blue-green eyes. This made me want to have a mini-me of my own. I smiled looking at pictures of his family, he seemed very loving towards them.

                          I looked at the clock and it read 4:04. a.m. Why the hell am I not tired? Before I could answer myself, the phone began to ring. Once again my heart dropped to my stomach. Shit shit shit... I started to panic and wait for the phone to stop ringing, but it wouldn't. I waited 20 seconds until I took the liberty to ignore the call. Of course the sleep had been killing my working brain cells and the ringing was from an alarm. I really need to catch a grip. I sighed with relief and dismissed the alarm. My god this boy wakes up early.

                        After I lifted from the couch I walked over to the kitchen to make me some coffee. I set the phone on the counter. I'm surprised he hasn't noticed it's gone missing yet, I feel bad that I couldn't give it back to him at the club. Maybe I should call him and tell him he lost his phone. Wait if he lost his phone how the heck would I call him..? I looked through his ICE contacts and saw a picture of other Larry. The contact name read "Lau". That's a peculiar name. What in the world kind of name is Lau? Like Lowe's, or Law? How do you pronounce th- Get a hold of yourself Sienna, you're stalling. I truly was afraid to call. What if he thought I was a thief? Or one of those thirsties trying to steal his information? I once again had a panic attack. I don't want to leave a bad impression on him. Why are you trying to impress him Sienna? I don't know. I don't really know anything right now considering it's 4 am and I'm still shook.

       Once again the phone rang. What is it this time. I rolled my eyes checking the screen as I read a text.

"Heyyy bae, u ready for our meeting? I learned some new tricks that I wanna show you ;):*"

                      Oh so he has a girlfriend? Hmm. Somehow my nosiness once again got the best of me, and decided to see the whole conversation. I bursted out laughing at all the thot behavior in his messages.

Received 1/24/12 4:16 p.m

"Lar c'mon babe I miss you"

Received 1/24/12 4:17 p.m

"Baby come see me, I'm dressed all sexy for u"

Received 1/24/12 4:21 p.m

"Larrryyyy answer me.

                              He had so many text messages that it was shocking. What made me laugh was.. NO NUMBERS WERE SAVED. Hundreds of random ass girls blew him up. The best part about it was, HE NEVER REPLIED TO ANY OF THEM. He is like the king of curving. I've never seen such an amount of lightskinnedness at once before. I cackled for the next seemingly 10 minutes. Yet when I looked at the clock it read 6:45 a.m. I think I should call other Larr-Law now.. I swallowed hard as my finger hovered over his contact name. I finally gave in and pressed the call button. I put the phone on speaker and waited for him to answer, yet all I heard was dial-tone. Next thing I know I hear a man begin to groan on the other line.

 "Allo..?" he said with a sleepy husky accent," who is this?"

I cleared my throat, "U-um hi there is this Lou?" I twiddled at my fingers waiting for a response.

"Who is Lou? This is Lau. I not know of Lou," the man said confusingly," how you get my broda's phone?  Are you one of the crazy girl he always with. Man I tell him many times not to talk to crazies  but he NEVA listen to me. He so stupid sometime man-" and he just kept rambling on and on and on. I couldn't barely understand a damn word he was saying. I sighed as I listened to the mashed up giberish words.

"No no no you've got it all wrong!" I finally interrupted," Larry had dropped his phone at the club lastnight, you'd left before I could give it back to him." 

"What club?!" He butted in at a violent volume. What the hell does he mean what club?! They were there ALL NIGHT.

"The Lounge..." I said. Then the phone got very quiet. Awkward silence had taken over for a cool 11 seconds.

"OOOOOH YES NOW I REMEMBA!," he shouted in a more sincere manner," I soo sorry I thought you steal from  my broda or someting ha.."

"Pssh of course I stole it from him!" I joked. He then stopped his laughing immediately.

"KIDDING kidding!" I blurted out as he then sighed with relief.

"You crazy girl," he said chuckling.

"So where would you like me to give it to you," I asked.

"You can give it to me any place, anywhere," he replied with a deep sensual voice.

"NO NO I meant the phone.." I said blushing of embarrassment.

"I know I know I just joking wit you, see I get you back," He said," You come meet me at Starbucks on 4th street at 3 oki?"

"You got it," I confirmed. We bid our farewells and hung up. He seemed very friendly and goofy and I could see he was very protective of his brother. I just hope that Larry is as compassionate as Leo was.. I mean Lou.

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