Split Between Two (Les Twins fanfiction)

twenty-two

After waking up from last night, I chose to lay in bed all day, only leaving my room if I actually needed to. Like to get food or something. I refused to strike up another conversation with him. Though sometimes it was tempting, because I had so many questions I wanted to ask him. But because of my stubbornness and the grudge I was trying to hold against Lau, I didn't.

I was watching tv in my room, which for some reason isn't as great as watching it in the living room to me. I would get bored at times and I would just walk out just to see what he was doing, though I acted liked I couldn't give a shit and was getting something to eat again.

About every three hours I actually wanted to snack on something, but every 45 minutes I was just checking on him. Excessive, I know. I should've just kicked him out or something. But then he would have nowhere to go. I also didn't want to have that burden on me.

Around the 10th time I left my room to "get something to eat" he had dozed off. This sort of made me happy, because it was very hard to ignore him whenever I came out here because he would try to talk to me. Though in the process, I did actually get hungry and let a cabinet slam too hard which had startled him. As soon as his eyes opened, he directed to the culprit aka me.

Lau stretched, sitting up. Almost immediately afterwards, he pulls off his shirt and leans back. "So you won't talk to me, but you wake me? Okay," he crosses his arms over his bare chest.

I stare at him blanking, blinking twice before pouring myself a bowl of cereal. I put the cereal back in the cabinet I got it from. I knew he was staring at me and I wanted to say something about but I refused. I had no idea why I was doing this to myself.

"Can you pour me some, too?"

My head snaps around to look at him with most confused face ever. Not long after a big dopey smile is placed on his face as he gets up, walking over to the fridge to grab a bottle of sparkling water.

He flips his twist back. "I'm just playing, I'm not lazy." Lau looks over at me as if I were going to respond.

He twists the cap off of the bottle and gulped till it was about half empty. I watched, disgusted because that's all of my water that I payed for with my money going into his stomach.

After pouring the almond milk I placed it in the fridge, took a spoon and began walking off to my room.

"I'm going to finish what I was saying last night. Moe, I want to be more honest," This made me stop in my tracks.

I turned around, my bowl of cereal still firmly in my hands. He placed his bottle, on the counter. "I'm not really like, weird. Nothing like that. I was trying to get you away from my brother." He was finally caving in it seemed. "Like, I know I came off creepy, but that was so fake. I did that because I didn't want you around my brother."

I rolled my eyes. Laurent walked up to me, taking my cereal and putting down. "Sit down, listen to me."

My poor cereal was really about to get soggy. But at this moment I didn't mind because I might be getting the answers I want. Not saying a word to him, I listened attentively. I sat on the bar stool.

"Larry's intentions were never good. So I kept looking after him. Then he moved, so I followed him here. I found out where he lived. I broke in because he didn't let me in. But I went through his phone when I got in, and saw your name, the last message you sent him, about the café place." He looked slightly nervous. This was new, and it made me slightly worried.

"I knew he was coming because I tracked his phone. So I left. Then when you guys went back to his house, I panicked so I went there too and I put on a whole.. act. So you would be scared, and leave. But you seemed unaffected. So I followed my brother's phone. But I waited till later."

His hand ran through his twist quickly as he tried to find the words to say. He speaks very good English but it almost seems like he's not trying to upset me. My heart was still beating and I still had feelings, seeing him get frustrated in the brief moment broke my heart and my stubbornness.

"Go on." I reassured him. His eyes, slightly widened he looked at me with some some type of relief.

"I found your house, and I wanted to scare you away but it started to rain and I didn't have a place to go. I begged you and you let me, I tried to keep pretending but I stopped. I started liking you, so then I began to take revenge on Larry, to get him away from you, but I knew that meant me too but I wanted to keep you safe."

I was slightly confused on the way his plan switched around so quickly. "But Lau, you barely knew me. What if—"

"You weren't. I can just tell, you didn't know what he does."

"There's so many other ways, you could've done it, I don't understand." I blink slowly, looking at my lap. "You could've just told me,"

He shook his head. "Non. I like you, but I don't know you. So I just started saying stuff about Larry that was probably true, you though I was lying."

I lightbulb went off in my head. I had a plan, to find out everything I needed to know. But I stayed silent and just frowned at him. "So, you have feelings for me, Laurent?"

He scratched his head. "Yes I do. It got worse when I didn't see you for a while. I had all that anger in me so I did something about it. I regret saying it the way I did." It was silent after that for a bit.

I grabbed my cereal, surprising not soggy yet, and I began to take a few spoonfuls, avoiding eye contact with Lau, who stared at me.

"I still can't believe you, to be honest. I'll just find out myself. I need a visual," I take another spoonful of the fruity cereal into my mouth.

"I don't understand." He states curiously.

"I want to see it. I'm gonna pull a 'you' real quick."I point at him with the spoon.

"What?"

I placed my bowl down and smiled at him. "I'm going to back to Larry's place. And I'm going to see what he does without him seeing me. Like what you'd do to him. So stalking but to a limit."

He shook his head frantically and stood in front of me. His hands went to my shoulders, sliding down my arms midway. His eyes pleaded before he even spoke. "You don't have to. I won't ever lie to you again. Okay?"

"Okay."

Of course I was still going to find my way out and see for myself. I wasn't obsessed with Larry and I probably couldn't stand to see him another time. At this point I'm just curious how he could hide his work from me or how I didn't question where he was getting all his money from.