Anyway guys, so sorry but this dumb ass author here had to cut off my first chapter, and she doesn't even know how to write properly. Like, who uses the same godamn words in the same paragraph. That's just annoying.
A/n: I know Laurent! Can't you see that I'm trying so godamn hard to correct your words for you! You talk too fast and shit gets hard when it comes to writing! God dammit Lau!
Aight man chill. Geeze.
A/n: don't you dare start playing games with me Lau, or imma drop kick yo ass.
*cough* umm anyway. Where were we? Oh yeah...get comfy guys, shits gonna get rocky.
9 years ago...
Larry and I were making our way to the hotel, the driver said that it will take awhile since the traffic has gotten heavy and rush hour was kicking in. Larry was looking at his phone, stealing glances whenever he laughed at either a video or a meme, capturing his smile, eyes closed in joy and everything seemed to slow down. His define features that touch up his face perfectly. Ooh how bad I want him, but I couldn't. I sighed and looked out the window, thinking about how the hell we got here.
Flashback back 5 years...
..."Yes Larry!"
People loved our dancing and already we made nearly $50. Larry's dancing was out of this world. His hips would collide with every beat, his upper body locking in moves and released in the most amazing way. As his body moved, I felt myself falling, falling into something that I knew wasn't for me. What the hell was I feeling? I kept my eyes on his body, feeling his sway and lose himself in the music. But I was losing myself in him. I wanted him to be mine do fricken bad. Sometime I can't stand not being around him, I've denied the fact that this feeling that I have now, would come to life, bringing him into me, holding him in my arms and just making sweet sweet lo-
