How Did I Get So Lucky As To Find You? | Hamilton College AU [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter Eleven

Guess who fixed the chapter issue :D

Laffy Boiyo POV

Ha you thought this would be a John chapter

A Few Weeks Later...

I walk down to Clovis' dorm carrying the sweatshirt I had borrowed from him a few weeks prior. I've been planning to return it for some time, and still, haven't. It was his birthday today, September 24th. It was a birthday present of sorts. Of course, that wasn't the only thing I was getting him. I also got him some flowers and two tickets to see Miranda a few weeks later. I had to "bend over backward" as the Americans say it, to get these tickets.

I reach his dorm and lightly knock on the door. There's no answer, but the door was unlocked, so I decided to leave it on the end table by the door where he keeps his keys. I hear the television as I walk in and see his keys in the tin by the door, so I assume he's here.

I set the sweatshirt on his coffee table and start looking for him around the dorm. I go to his room and open the door.

Merde sainte!

"Que se passe-t-il!?"

I see Clovis and another man, both stripped to their boxers on his bed.

"Oh God, Laf, you weren't supposed to see this, it's not what it looks like!"

"Eh bien, non merde je n'étais pas supposé voir ça! Quel âge penses-tu que j'ai, Clovis?"

"Laf, you know I don't know French."

"You think I'm going to cater to your needs, Clovis? Ask your other man to translate for you."

The guy who he was with looks very confused and angry. "You said you didn't have a boyfriend, you fucktard!"

Clovis looks very distressed, tears filling his eyes. He sits on his bed, running his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry," he says quietly, not meeting our eyes.

"Sorry isn't going to fix this. I'm leaving," says the other man. He has short red hair, half of it being curly while the rest is straight. He has a small soul patch on his chin, and his sea-green eyes are searing into Clovis' bare chest.

"Au revoir, crétin."

Just before the other man and I step out into the hallway, I throw the roses I had bought for him on the floor and stomp on them, purposefully smashing the color into the carpet. I slump on the wall outside his room and start to cry. The other man sits next to me. We sit for a while, and then he speaks.

"Hey, I'm sorry about what happened with Clovis, dude. I didn't know he was dating you, or anyone for that matter. I suppose we got off on the wrong foot. I'm Darren Howard. What's your name?"

"Je m'appelle L-Lafayette."

"Lafayette, if there is any way I could make it up to you, anyway at all, please, don't hesitate to ask. Here's my number. I hope we can become friends. See you around."

When I look up, I see his number in my hands with Darren himself nowhere to be seen. I look at my phone to see a text from Clovis.

ClovieBoi: Laf, I'm sorry.

I change his name in my phone to something more appropriate.

Dickhead: Laf, please, answer me.

I shove my phone in my pocket and walk back to my room. I fumble with the keys and step inside, slamming the door behind me.

"Hey, Laf," It's Hercules. "How was your day with Clovis?" He asks me. At the mention of his name I immediately burst into tears. Hercules looks shocked. "Laf?? Are you okay? What happened?"

"C-Clovis ch-ch-cheated on m-m-me."

"He did what?"

"C-C-Clovis ch-ch-cheat-"

"No, I don't need you to repeat it. I've heard enough. Alex?"

Alex runs into the room with a cup of coffee. "What's up?"

"Clovis cheated on Lafayette."

"He did WHAT? I'm going to fucking whoop his sorry ass!"

"P-p-please g-g-guys you d-don't h-have to do th-this-"

"Yes, we do."

"Alexandre, s'il te plaît, ne le fais pas."

"Je suis désolé, Lafayette. Mais personne ne mérite d'être traité de cette façon."

"ALEXANDRE! HERCULES!"

They stop in their tracks to look at me.

"Please, don't do it. I know he's a dick, but even he doesn't deserve to be treated this way."

"Aren't you mad at him?"

"Of course I'm mad at him! He's a dickhead! He broke my heart. But I don't want to be a bad person just because he was. It's his birthday, too. Just- don't do it. Please."

"You are too pure, Laf. Please, just let us have this justice."

"No-," I try protesting, but they disappear out the door.

A minute later, I get a text.

Dickhead: laf, are these ppl ur friends??

Dickhead: y r they here?!?!

FavoriteBaguette: Because you're a dickhead that's why.

Dickhead: look im sorry just tell them to leave

FavoriteBaguette: It's just like Darren said. Sorry doesn't fix it.

Dickhead: who?

FavoriteBaguette: You don't even know the name of the guy you cheated on me with?

Dickhead: ohhh that Darren

FavoriteBaguette: Dick

I block his number and walk into my room with the Miranda tickets I had bought. Who am I supposed to go with now?

"Whatcha got there, Laf?"

I look up. It's Hercules.

"Nothing. Just a present for C-Clovis."

"What were you gonna get him?"

"Tickets for Miranda. We were going to go see it together. But now I have no one to go with."

"Oh my gosh, I LOVE Miranda! You're such a great boyfriend, how could he cheat on you?"

"Um, Hercules? Would you like to see Miranda with me?"

His eyes light up. "You would take me??"

"Of course, mon amou- mon ami"

"OH MY GOSH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU," He says, squeezing me so tight my eyeballs could pop out.

"De rien- mon ami,"

As I gradually begin to hug him back, I feel the warmth of his skin on my own.

"You are amazing, Laf. Thank you, again."

"Well, you're welcome, again."

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I used so many bad words in this chapter a huhuhuhuhuhu

I told you I didn't want to do this to Clovis

Writer's block is a bitch but i gotz this chapter done?

Well this a/n was one train wreck after another

-LauRAAAAA :D

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