Red Thread ♡《Laurence x Reader》DISCONTINUED

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how does this book have 4K reads UHmmm,, it's not that great and I feel like everything's rushed but thank you!! Also I'm not sure if I've said this already, but I'm sorry if there's plot holes and stuff in the book, since each chapter is far apart from one another, it's hard to keep track v_v

"Why weren't you at school yesterday?" I heard a familiar voice from behind me, as he placed his hand onto my shoulder. I jumped.

"Oh!! Garroth uh- hi," I replied, my voice shaky.

"I asked a question? Hehe.." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Oh yeah uh..I wasn't feeling well, anyways cya arou-"

"Y/N, look. I know you don't want to talk to me but, what choice do you have? You do realise we're supposed to be dating now. My father informed me that we have to start acting like a couple,"

"B..but,"

"No buts,"

Garroth grabbed hold of my hand and kissed me on the cheek.

I pulled my hand away from him.

"Look, we don't have to do that stuff, right? It's not like our parents would know anyway," I argued.

"While you do have a point, you do remember that we're supposed to be getting married in a few years, correct? It'd be upsetting if we got married but didn't have feelings for each other. We're better off trying to love each other, yes?"

I nodded hesitantly.

"Well..I uh, already have feelings for you but, I'll wait for you, 'kay?" He smiled.

"Hmm, yeah sure," I lied.

I wasn't interested in Garroth.

I was interested in Laurence, and I doubt that'll ever change.

The bell rung, Garroth grabbed hold of my hand.

"I'll walk you to house group, okay?"

I nodded nervously. I could feel eyes glaring at us, and on top of that I was worried Laurence would see us..what would he think...?

(I try really hard not to do timeskips bUT IM SORRY H HH)

"Bye, love~" Garroth smirked, kissing me on the forehead. I didn't respond, and simply waved before opening the door of my home.

Garroth walks me home now. I'm glad Laurence didn't turn up to school today honestly. God knows what could've happened if he saw all the flirtatious remarks and gestures Garroth was doing towards me. It was almost as if we were actually dating.

"Y/N" I heard a stern voice call from a distance. My father approached me.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Hmm, well, I have some fantastic news. You have a photo shoot in two weeks. But there's a twist! You'll be put on the front cover of the Lovers Lane (A/N: hmM do you get that reference owo?) magazine. Aren't you excited?" He smiled.

"Oh uh..yeah sure," I shrugged. Great, time to put on more stupid dresses and waste time. I began walking up to my room, I was really sleepy. Today was hectic.

"Oh, almost forgot! Garroth will be posing with you on the front cover!"

"WHAT!?"

No no no. This is bad. The lovers lane magazine is all about couples. COUPLES. If someone from school reads that magazine, everyone will know we're dating. Even Laurence!

"Yeah, isn't that just awesome, sweetheart?"

"Tch," I hurried up to my room. I already disliked my father to begin with, but now I think I hate him even more.

This sucks— everything sucks.

It's as if my chances with ever being with Laurence are becoming more and more out of reach by the minute.

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I was so frustrated with everything, I just let everything spill out. I was crying uncontrollably at this point, I kept thinking about Garroth, and it was making me more upset.

I heard a small buzz in my pocket, I reached down to pick up my phone. There was a text from Laurence.

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Laurence: I'm sorry for not being at school today. I actually caught a cold, heh. I wish we could hang out

Y/N: You know I can't come. My fathers really strict on thte
Y/N: That*

Laurence: Pfft, "thte"

Y/N: It was a typo, okay! Geez. ('-_-')

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I giggled to myself.
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Y/N: Hmm okay okay, I'll try to sneak out for a little while to visit you. Only this once, got it!

Laurence: Yay!! I'll cya at my house~
Laurence: Oh, and please remember to wear the shortest skirt you have. (￣∀￣)

Y/N: What— why!?

Laurence: I'm sick ya knowww.. pleaseeee? I need something to brighten my mood, and only short skirts can satisfy me ;;; short skirts might get rid of this dumb cold!

Y/N: Pfft, good try, but no. Plus, wouldn't short skirts make your temperature higher?

Laurence: Yes— I mean, no.

Y/N: Pfft, cya soon.
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I switched off my phone, my face red. God I hate him sometimes. I guess I'm sneaking out a second time, huh? I'll try not to get caught this time though.