Split Between Two (Les Twins fanfiction)

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A/N: How do y'all feel about me adding some MA content? I'm doing it either way but... let me know?

Time Skip (A month later)

The last time I saw Laurent in person was at the beach. Four weeks had pasted us by and I still haven't heard anything from him. Though I wasn't as concerned because I knew he was probably staying at my place while I slept here, in Larry's condo. I hadn't went back to my house in a while. Just because I wasn't concerned doesn't mean I hadn't been stressing out. For what? I was too afraid to say aloud.

Speaking of what's happened of the past month, it seems as time goes on my adoration of this man continues to grow and grow. Not only are we girlfriend and boyfriend, but we are like best friends, but with the full benefit. I felt like I've known him longer than I have. It's like it was destined to be. He treats me like his queen, and in the simplest way.

Lately I noticed that he's becoming a bit more touchy with me-- even more touchier than he would just kiss me all over. It started from the beach, honestly. Compliments turned quickly into actions which consciously I didn't mind but my subconscious was pushing him away at first because of everything that's been on my mind, though he only knows half.

One evening he'd left to go to work and came back a little later than usual, which had been normal at this point since his works so far from home. I was laying in the dark, watching tv when he walks in passing in front of the tv. He didn't say anything at first, but circled back into the room standing in front of whatever I was watching. Not that I knew. Not that it mattered.

Because next thing I knew I was on top of him as we began to make out. I honestly don't remembered what happened in between him coming home and me ending up on him. Larry didn't mind because he was kissing back. I'd already thrown off his shirt at this point, he'll find it the next morning. Or whenever.

He pulled away for a moment though. "Moe? What made you want to do this now?" He asked. I whipped my hair back from in front my face, with a soft smile.

"I'm horny." Even in the dark room with the tv the only thing giving us light, I could see his eyes widen with surprise of the response. So was I.

He pulled my shirt over my head for me, throwing it somewhere else. I couldn't help but grind lightly against his erection as I felt it growing. Our lips connected once again.

I was slightly turned on, but that I was doing this for him. Every time he'd do something I would say no because it only reminded me of his brother and how that's all he wanted. Sex. No meaning behind it.

I'm sure Larry is different. He waited patiently and when I said no or he physically noticed that I wasn't in the mood he stopped himself.

This, it had meaning, so I was okay with that.

Next thing I knew, he'd turned us over, as he now towered over me. But then he stopped. His head turned towards the door.

"Wait," he says. I stop, looking at him with concern.

"Did I do something?"

"No. The door, I heard a knock." He says. I got from on top of him, finding my shirt and pulling it over my head to follow him to his front door. But I decided to stop half way, whoever it is probably did not want to see my nipples costarring this evening through my white shirt.

He didn't even open it up all the way, more like crack. I couldn't see from where I was. It was someone who wasn't his height, because he angled his head down towards the person. I couldn't hear them speak.

But then they opened the door for themselves. Embarrassed, I grab the nearest jacket and put it over myself.

"Did I interrupt something?" My sister asks, looking me up and down with a sly smirk. I nodded my head.

"You sure did." This comment caused Aria to look at Larry. He smiled awkwardly at her and she just pats him on his arm.

"Y'all wild. But anyways," She says turning back to Larry. "I might sound crazy, but ran into this guy who looks just like you and he wanted me to take him here to meet you."

What the fuck? Shit. I began to panic. I did not want to see him or for Laurent to see me. I told Larry I haven't seen him since.. I technically moved in with him.

Laurent walked in nonchalant, being polite enough to close the door behind him. He immediately made eye contact with me and smiled. Too late to go anywhere now.

"This is—"

"I know." Larry interrupted her. "I need to speak with Laurent actually. Thanks, Aria."

My sister looked over at me, and I just told her. "You should leave, Ar. Go home okay?" I say. Without a questioned asked she left.

I looked at Larry who looked Laurent up and down.  I'm confused as to where he hid when Larry answered the door. He was well kept, in what looked like brand new clothing. His twist looked like he'd just thrown his head back to get them out of his face. The bitch ass nigga was stunning, to say the least.

"Not going to ask me where I've been?" Lau was the first to say a word between them.

Larry looked around. "Where have you been? I was worried."

"Ask your lovely Moe. She knows," I began to grind my teeth angrily at the comment. I've never been thrown under the bus so quickly from a conversation that I wasn't the topic of.  Not only that but he had the audacity to wink at me.

Larry turned around and looked at me, his eyebrows knitted together. "What's he talking about?"

I gulped. "He was at my house." He still looked at me, lost. I looked at Laurent and he just stared at me like he was oblivious to what he did.

"The whole time? When you went to go get ready for our date? He was there?" I could tell he was getting kind of hot.

"No," I said.

"No, I was there," Lau countered. "Just like I was at the beach." Larry squinted his eyes at me, making me feel targeted.

"I just arrived later on, and I knew she had been there. But I've been there the whole time. She knew."

I grunted in frustration. "No I did not."

"Uh-huh, you did. I told you. How could you forget? After what we did?" His smile that been on his stupid ass face grew.

Larry seemed so lost in the loop he wasn't included in but had just discovered. "What did you guys do?" He looked at me.

"I don't know what he's talking about." This statement was probably the most honest thing I could've said in response to Laurent.

"I don't know what to believe." he comments as the room goes quiet. It's almost as if he were thinking aloud.

"Let me be honest with you bro," he looks at Larry.  "You know how girls are always on us, she's couldn't resist me. I couldn't resist her. Larry, we had sex."

If I was a psychopath I would've murdered him on the spot. I was boiling at this point. This was not only the biggest lie, but the shittiest thing that could've come out his mouth. Sometimes I did wonder what it would've been like if I we did and fell for his trap. If I did it would've never been done then. Maybe sooner. The point is I had something going with Larry. Thanks to Laurent, that's all down the drain.