Split Between Two (Les Twins fanfiction)

nine

I scurried off into my master bedroom, opening the window and poked my head out. It was pitch black and I couldn't see anything which kind of made me wonder how the hell he could see without tripping over something.

"Lau," I called out once. I listened for any type of movement but all I could hear was crickets in the distance.

"Laur—" A hand flew over my mouth. And there he was, appearing from in the shadows, his deep eyes staring at me. He stood up from where he was squatting.

He moved his hand. "Not so loud. Your walls aren't sound proof."

I opened my window so that he could crawl through. Though he was hesitant he climbed in, though it was a struggle. He stood, wiping himself off. I closed the window behind him.

"Why you do that? He just had a girl over at his house and now he's over here with you." He tells me. I turn around, frowning.

"I don't believe you."

He takes off his jacket, sitting on my bed carefully. "I was just over there.  A girl walked out of his bedroom and he kissed her, right in front of me!" He whispered, pointing of himself. I ignored his statement almost completely.

For a moment I kind of just looked at him I began to squint. "You saw me kiss him."

He nodded. He looked around my room, then suddenly began to take off his shirt. I wave my hands frantically in front of him but he just kept going. I don't know why I panicked like I did.

"Whatever. I don't care if you kissed him, I guess you don't believe me. But don't bring him in here. If you want to save your relationship." He says throwing his shirt onto the ground.

"Why? And what relationship?"

"I'll be here." He said as pulled my comforter over himself. "if you do what's best for you, you won't bring him in here to sleep with you."

I made a face as if someone had just let one loose. "Who said that, the fuck? You just got me mad." I stormed off like a little girl.

Though I almost forgot I had Larry out here so I tapped into my inner fake bitch and came out with a smile.

"Sorry I was checking my tongue, it started to hurt again," I sat down next to him, who was of course on his phone.

"Oh. It's fine, but I have to go. I have work I have to handle at home. I'm sorry," he apologized. I looked at him with a frown.

I shrugged. "It's okay." He looked at me and smiled, patting my shoulder before giving me a kiss on my forehead.

He did a quick check to make sure he had everything and made his way out. "Bye, Moe."

I waved him goodbye before he shut the door behind him. I went to the window to make sure he got in his car and drove away and I let out a sigh.

"He went back to his other girl." Laurent voice projects, startling me. Then it occurred to me that I was mad with this one.

I turned around and groaned. "Be quiet. I refuse to think you were over there in the first place."

He looked at me and shook is head. "I was, okay? He had a girl."

I then pipped up, trying to get more information. I assumed he'd never seen or met my sister. Possibly why he had description of her, because he knew that wouldn't be important. "What did she look like?"

"The complete opposite of you." He says quickly. "Which is weird but it makes sense because Larry will do anything," he laughed to himself. I found a pillow and threw it at him. He picked it up and threatened to do it back but I bucked at him.

"Why you do that?"

"I can't stand you. But I want to understand you. Why are you trying to make your brother look bad? You even made yourself look back the time I met you." He just looked at me and smiled.

"He is. I am. I just seemed worse because I watch." He explained, referring to his stalking like tendencies. "I just want to help you because he is acting good, and I don't want you to be surprised if you get hurt." He points to his heart.

I just give up on arguing and I just tried to play along to the Larry is cheating without any evidence. I really think he's trying to do the same thing Larry is doing— keep me away from the other. Plus, is it really cheating if we aren't together?

"Moela. If he cheats I personally tell you I told you so. Okay? Because I would not lie to you." He says.

"Why wouldn't you? You've known me for only a few days." Im trying so hard to catch him off guard but it doesn't seem to be working.

He thought about it, than responded. "You let me stay with you, even though my brother told you I was not good. I'm not. Now you stuck with me." He walks up towards me, putting his hands on my hips. I don't stop him and I just let it happen.

"See? You would've slap me if you believed my brother." Was all he said before picking me up and taking me to my bedroom.

"You need to think about what you just did." Laurent's tone was serious and he laid me on the bed. "I know you don't sleep with all these damn clothes on."

I was shaken to my core. He really expected me to just undress in front of him like it was a piece of cake. The way he said it sort of scared me. He may have a bipolar disorder or something because the way changed the mood was mad weird. "Right now?"

"Why not?"

"I.. I don't know what are you about to do?" I say, pulling at the end of my shirt down.

"What do you think?"

My eyes widen and I sat up quickly. "Laurent. I swear if you think we're about to have sex right now you are wild."

He looked around. Then back at me. "But you and Larry not together."

I grabbed my comforter. "We aren't but still I feel like I'm disrespecting him."

Suddenly, he began to clap. Then pointed at me. "Smart. So basically right now he disrespecting you because he's sexing that girl."

"Can you just shut up? You need to get out. Who said you were sleeping in here?" I asked sitting up.

He threw the comforter over my face, laying in the bed next to me. "Me. Goodnight, Moe."

I grunted out of frustration. This dude is stubborn like crazy. I don't know how long I could take this. I pull the comforter from off of me and got dressed for bed making sure that he wasn't peeking.

I came back and got in the comforter. Somehow I managed to accidentally kick him.

"Oh shit, my bad."

"Ugh. You a wild sleeper, no?" He pouted, pulling the comforter from me.

"No. It was an accident. We aren't about to share these blankets." Pulling it in my direction I got all of the blanket on my side and wrapped myself in it.

But of course him being 10x bigger than me he managed to get some comforter back. At this point I was too tired to even bother fighting with the dude.  I fell asleep before he did.

Without a doubt I knew I was going to make my way up under him as I slept.