The little camping trip/One-Shots

Oh boy...

It all started with the Poopsi..

Warning Lime/Fluffy? Idk.

Laurence P.O.V

 I was lying on the couch when it happened. "GARROTH GIVE MY POOPSI BACK, YOU JERK- WAD!" I think Dante shouted.

I sat up as quickly as possible to assess the situation. "NO! NOT UNTIL YOU TAKE WHAT YOU SAID BACK!" I heard Garroth shout angrily. What is going on?

"Hey guys whats going on! Garroth why do you have Dante's Poopsi? I thought you didn't like that stuff." I said, trying to calm them both down.

"Garroth's scared because his thinks that I'm gonna tell that GARROTH IS GAY AND THAT GARROTH HAS A CRUSH ON LA- AHWANFf!" Dante got cut of by a hand covering his mouth. I followed the arm to it's owner and found a pissed off Garroth.

"AM NOT! Would you excuse us for a sec Laurance?" Garroth asked. I just nodded my head. I'm too busy trying to obsorb the information I just learned.

Garroth is GAY. . .!

Wow. I. . . I didn't see that coming. Speaking of coming. (AN: Wink) Garroth and Dante came back. Wonder what that all was about. I mean, I'm okay with Garroth liking guys. Cause, well, I'm gay too.

And Garroth has a crush on somebody. I wonder who? Aw man, are they lucky. . . Wait what? What am I thinking. I mean, Garroth is really handsome, but he's my best friend. If he wasn't I'd definatly tap that nice ass of his. Ugh! Come on Laurence, you got to stop thinking like this! He's your best friend, and that would be so awkward. I don't want that for us, I want him to be sure of himself that he actually likes me before I go any further than he is comfortable with. I love him too much to lose him over something like this. . . For him, I can keep it in my pants. For now anyway.

"LAURENCE!" Garroth shouted desperately, waving his hands in my face. I found myself blushing. "Yeah Gar?" He blushed. I could see it even though he's trying to hide it. "Um, can I talk to you? Just for a sec?" Garroth asked sounding a little desperate.

"Uh. Sure, I guess." I lead him to my room so we could talk alone. . . in my room. . . together. . . alone. . . yeah.

Once we got into my room Garroth closed the door behind him and I heard a faint 'click'. What is he doing? He turned to me.

"So, uh. Hi." Garroth said nervously. What does he have to be nervous about. I wonder. . . hmm.

"Hi, so what did you want to talk to me about-" I was cut off by something on my lips. . .

It was his hand.

(AN: HA! Got'cha didn't I?)

"I-It w-would be easier i-if I. . . if I did all the t-talking s-so could y-you just li-listen? Ple-Please?" Garroth asked softly. He wasn't meeting my eyes. What was wrong with him? Did I do something wrong?

. . .Did he do something wrong?

He looks at me trying to seem confident. He takes a deep breathe, and says, "L-Look Laurence, I've been meaning to tell y-you this but I always ch-chicken-out before I do it, b-but no more! I'm going to tell you what I've always wanted to tell you in a long time!" He suddenly pauses. Garroth lets out a shake breathe. I nod my head for him to continue. Garroth tenses and shuts his eyes tight and let's out another shakey breath.
Then takes another deep breath.

"I REALLY LIKE YOU AND I'M HOPING THAT WE COULD GIVE THIS A SHOT AND BE MORE THAN BEST FRIENDS! If you are still willing to accept m-me th-that i-i-is. . ." What.