The Afterparty: A Garroth X Laurence fanfic

Chapter 5

It has been two weeks since the kiss. Two weeks since that fateful party, two weeks since that moonlit night- and Laurence hasn't said a word to Garroth. At first, Garroth was too embarrassed to say anything either. Of course he loved kissing the brunette boy's lips, but he'd never done anything like that before. And never has he felt that kind of feeling before either. But then a couple days passed, and he finally worked out enough courage to message him.

G: Hey bro, I just wanted to check in and see if everything's still alright between us

And then he waited for about a week before messaging him again.

G: I'm sorry if I overstepped anything man, we don't have to bring this any farther if you don't want to.

But Laurence didn't say anything. And now it was two weeks and Garroth felt like he was going insane, pondering everything, anything he could've done wrong. He was in the middle of wearing down a track in his rug with his pacing when his phone went off with a 'ding!'

He dove for where the phone was on the bed, quickly turning it over to see if it was a message from his friend.