Split Between Two (Les Twins fanfiction)

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Author's Note: If you made it this far; what's good?! I'm happy if you're enjoying this story, because I plan on making more stories about them. Thanks for reading!

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"I really can't believe I can't see him today," I whine as I chow down on some pizza. Laurent looked at me crossing his arms over his bare chest.

"That's the 9th time you said that. Talk about something else," He complained, chewing on the crust of the pizza. "Let's watch something else too."

I turn towards him. "You told me you like the show."

He shrugged. "It got boring. Let's do something instead. We should play a game," he suggested, getting up from the couch to throw away his plate.

"Like what?" I asked taking a bite of my pizza. I couldn't help but look at his back. The way it moved when he moved made me not want to look away. It made me want to scratch the hell out of it.

It was distracting, specially because I told him he could put a shirt on but he refused saying it was hot when I always keep my house cold. So I know he's lying.

"Something fun." He looks at me for a brief moment, then heading to the sink to wash his hands.

"What ideas do you have?" I say as I place my crust on my plate. I pick up my plate and head it to the kitchen to throw it away.  I walk past him and to grab something from the fridge.

"You should stop wearing stuff like that," he changes the topic completely. I turn around to see him leaning against the counter drying his hands looking at me.

"I can wear whatever I want. It's my house."

He throws the paper towel in the garbage. "I get it, but you're going to get yourself in trouble, and me."

I just kinda stared at him. I knew he was hitting on me. And I didn't mind, I found him just as attractive as Larry but their personalities were way different. I don't know if that matter right in this moment.

"Oh. Well try anything and see what happens." I say walking past him.

He mumbles something to himself but I don't say anything about it. I walk over to the couch a plop down, turning the tv to find something else.

"So we aren't going to find something to do?" He says, following me over to the living room. I shake my head.

"I can't think of nothing, so no." I respond, not paying attention to the question completely or what Lau had planned on doing.

Then suddenly I feel a tickling sensation at my sides, causing me to scream out in laughter. I dropped my remote and began to try to push him off of me but it was no hope.

"LAU GET OFF!" I shout, starting to kick at his stomach which did nothing because of how good he was at tickling me. He was literally on top of me, just torturing me. I tried putting my legs on top his shoulders to push him off but with no hope. I was literally crying with laughter at this point because it was a nonstop sensation.

He pushed my legs down to his waist, causing me to try to squeeze the shit out of his waist. He then began to raspberry my stomach, which was out display with what I was wearing. "LAURENT LET ME BREATHE, GOD!" I felt something of his against me which I believe wasn't on purpose and it just happened. I tried crawling out and all of that but to no avail.

He finally got off of me, wearing a big goofy smile on his face. "That was fun. You seemed ticklish so I tried that."

"You're childish for that," I say, out of breath and flushed because he was just all over me. I pulled down my little shirt I hand in trying to hide my stomach from him. "I think you wanted to be in my personal space." I grabbed the remote from the ground.

"Maybe." He looked at me before sitting on the couch. I stretched my legs out over him. I pointed the remote at the tv and began to search for something to watch.

Suddenly my front door opened. Startled I swing my legs off of Laurent because I know exactly who that is. I then threw a blanket over his top half to cover up his shirtlessness.

"Hi Larry." I waved at him, but he just stared at Laurent.

"I told you to stay away and leave her alone but you're here." He says, completely ignoring me. Lau just looked over at me briefly.

"Why you let him in?" He pointed at him. Lau stood up, letting the cover off of him.

"I—"

"I don't even know if I want to hear you talk." He cuts me off quick, makes me mad. I stood up as well, walking toward Larry.

"Well too bad, because you need to hear me out." I say throwing down the remote on the couch. "You can't get mad because you never said we were together. We aren't. So what right do you have to come in my house, and tell me what I'm doing wrong?"

I waited for an answer but didn't even get one. "Laurent has been here ever since I met him. That's because you haven't been here with me. He's not as dangerous as you said. I feel like I know him better than you Larry and I've known you for 3 months now."

"Why didn't you say anything? I would've been there." He says concerned, he walks over towards me.

"Laurent told me you were with another girl." I say causally. He looked at Lau and I could just see some type of rage in his eyes.

"Why you lie on me? I was with no girl I was working at work!" His raised his voice. "And you know that because I asked you to come over and help me."

Laurent only rolled his eyes. "You really going to lie to her like that? Okay." Larry scolded at his brother and turned towards me with sorrow in his eyes. He then began to hug me, and kiss me all on my cheeks.

"Non, I wasn't. I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry. I'm off tonight, you can come over to my place." He offered.

"Wouldn't that girl still be there, the one you were sleeping with the other day?" Laurent asked. I looked at him confused, still hugging Larry.

He gave him a look that said it all before he opened up him mouth. "Shut the hell up. You sick because you tell her all those things." He looks at me briefly. "Moe is the only one I want and you trying to take her from me,"

"I'm not. Take her, she's yours not mine. I'll be gone by tomorrow." He says quickly, picking up the blanket and putting it on the couch. "Don't worry about seeing me again."

Now not only am I confused on who to believe, I'm torn. Larry is telling me one thing while Laurent has been providing me the other. One thing that was a surprise was how quickly Lau decided to give up on his belief.

"Lau, you don't have to leave." I reassure but Larry just shakes his head.

"It's better if he does." He says, looking at his twin, whose never looked so fed up with something.

I didn't say anything else to Lau after that. I just watched him as he grabbed his clothes that he left in my room, and he made his way out. He looked at me once more and left me with Larry, who I was still grasping onto.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't making time for us but I will. Okay?" He waits for a response. I nod my head as I am still latched onto him.

"Come home with me, belle. Spend the night," he insisted, raising my chin to look at me. I couldn't help but blush at the simple gesture.

I grinned at him. "Sure."