Your POV
"It's perfect!" I smiled bright the whole time.
"I agree." Laurence smiled at me.
"Where'd the dog go?" Aphmau asked from behind.
We walked away from the everyone so it was just the three of us.
"Aaron wanted his corgi back." I said sadly. "Jet is so cute!"
(A/N: *Wink Wink*)
"That was Aaron's corgi? He's here?" Aphmau asked.
"Yes that was his corgi; he let me borrow him for the video. And he was here."
"Why didn't we see him?" Aphmau's asked more.
"Geez, why don't you just marry Aaron if you're so attached." I teased.
"Wh-What?" She stuttered.
"You haven't even met him. You don't even know what he looks like and you're crushing on him."
"What does he look like?" Aphmau asked eagerly.
"I am not showing a picture of him."
"Why not?" She pouted.
"Because, some females would find Aaron attractive or as some would say, hot." I cringed. "I don't even wanna think about him like that."
"Good." Laurence said protectively.
I smiled at Laurence and he returned the smile.
"Please can I see a picture?" Aphmau begged.
"Nope. You're gonna have to meet him in person." I teased.
"Ugh, fine." She walked away.
Aaron called.
"Here he is." I said.
Aphmau jumped.
"Hey." I picked up the phone.
"Hey, I just wanted I thank you for returning Jet and not keeping him this time." Aaron joked.
"Are you still here?" I asked.
"Mhm, I'm outside!"
"Stay there!" I ordered.
I hung up the phone and started to run outside.
Laurence and Aphmau followed me because they were worried something was wrong.
I busted open the door and I ran to Aaron.
"Hey (n/n)." Aaron said casually.
I jumped into his arms.
"How dare you try to leave without saying goodbye!" I reprimanded.
"Sorry." He apologized quickly.
I let go of him.
"Especially since you have the little baby Jet." I brought my attention to the dog.
"Who are these two?" Aaron asked me shyly.
"He's Laurence." I pointed to Laurence as I stood up.
"Hi." Laurence waved.
"Are you two dating?"
I turned to Aaron and smiled.
"Don't tell my dad." I begged.
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The Dance Partner (Laurence X Reader)
FanfictionYou are 16 years old. You've been attending Phoenix Drop High for a year and no one has talked to you. That's a bit of an exaggeration; people talked to you, to borrow a pencil and homework answers. Also to bully you... yeah your luck with friends...
