What will he think? ~ Ro'meave Brothers

S E V E N T E E N

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Garroth's POV

     Me and Laurence talked a bit more intil leaving. We went right back home. Passing through the shops and stores, passing trees intil reaching the neighborhood. Laurence slid his hand into mine. The sudden movement surprised me.

     "L-Laurence?"

     He laughed, while I was sure I was as red as a cherry. "Yes~?" He moved his head closer to me, whispering in my ear. "Yes, Stutter King~?" (A/N: Thinking about that makes me cringe slightly ~_~)

     I pushed him away from me. "Shut up." I mumbled, careful not to stutter. I hated that nickname Laurence gave me. Sometimes Zane even uses it to annoy me, also to win arguements too.

     "Okay, fine." He smirked, pleased about annoying me.

     Laurence opened our house door, letting me in first. "Ladies first." He smiled, as I walked in. I rolled my eyes, punching him arm, playfully, careful not to hurt my idiot of a boyfriend.

     I jump onto the couch, Laurence following. I lay my head on his shoulder, and grabbed his hand. His grip tightens on my hand.

     I wish things can stay like this forever. Me and Laurence, snuggling on the couch, not caring about anything except each other. I love Laurence so much...

It was ruined. I sighed, mentally.

"Someone's at the door, Laur." I tried to escape Laurence's grasp, but, he held on tight, like a kid holding onto a teddy bear. . "It's rude to ignore-" Laurence pressed his lips against mine, shuting me up. He grabbed my face and pulled me closer to him, our foreheads touching.

We were like this for awhile. Only breaking for air. I stopped kissing him, giggling like crazy. I wanted to kiss him again, but the knocking was still going on.

     'I forgot someone was at the door.' I frowned at the door, not really wanting to answer it. I put my attention back to Laurence, who was now hanging upside down on the couch. I don't even question his weirdness anymore after all we have been through together.

I poked his stomach, trying to annoy him. He had a little fat, I tried to hold in laughter. I continued poking him, giggling, madly. He batted my hands away, like a cat playing with string. My lovers face was red, in embarrassment, I guess.

"Aw, come on Laur!" I smiled at him. "Don't be so embarrassed!" I poked his stomach, making him giggle.

"I'm not."

"Oh?"

"I just love you so much."

A/N: *finger guns*