Is it wrong...If I love you? (SalxLarry)

Chapter 22- What do I do then?

Haii! Ok, a couple things before I start, thank you so much for 3k reads!!! I never expected anyone to read my stories really, and I know it's probably just the first couple chapters that have made up the numbers but I'm kind happy regardless. Second, I've kinda hit a bad spiral, apparently I'm turning into a mute lol, I'm currently barricaded into my room with 3 cans of iced tea, 2 packets of hula hoops, an apple, hand sanitizer, most gaming devices I own and HP and the POA. I haven't come out in 3 days. So...yeah, I'm not looking good at the moment. Anyway, I'll still try and write the best I can while I try to get back on track, so if the writing seems a bit off I apologise. >.<

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Small recap:

"Ok, Ash. I'll be there soon." Sal ran out the door, slinging his dress bag over his shoulder.

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"Are you really ready to do this?" 

"As ready as I'll ever be..."

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A few loud knocks echoed in the quiet apartment before someone practically ran through the door and into Larry's room. Larry was still lying on his bed, one arm by his side, the other dramatically resting over his eyes, the phone still in his hand. 

"Right, I should have everything we need. Neil is getting ready at his place and coming to get me later. Did you ring for the pizza?" The curly-haired ginger stuttered out before he had even closed the door. 

Larry simply shook his head, remaining to stare into his arm. 

"Todd...what if the plan goes wrong? What do I do then?"

Todd sighed and sat on the end of the bed, placing one hand on Larry's leg in comfort. 

"It wont go wrong, I can promise you that. And even if it did, Sal would never know. Now come on, we have work to do. You order the pizza and I'll message Ash."

And just like that, Larry sprang to his feet and dialled the pizza place, while Todd reached for his phone,

"Is he there? Remember what we discussed."

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Sal ran around the corner, his dress bag blowing behind him in a dramatic style. As he approached Ash's house, he noticed the he wouldn't even need to knock on her door as it was already open, with Ash standing just inside. 

"Hey! Come on, you're late!" Ash shouted as the small boy ran as fast as his legs could carry him down the street, straight into her house, she put her arm out to stop him from completely running through her house as the momentum had got him. 

Sal stood back, having a minute to catch his breath. 

"So- sorry, A-Ash. I lost...track of time. "

The brunette bumped his arm and took the dress bag from his shoulder. 

"Haha, never mind that, come on. I have food waiting upstairs and then we need to start getting you ready."

Sal just nodded and slowly followed Ash up the stairs and into her bedroom. It was quite a spacious room, clearly well looked after. Sal had never been in her room before and stood in the doorway in awe.

 The walls were covered in paintings and drawings that Ash had painted onto them with little traces of the white paint behind it in the small gaps between paintings. The floor was wooden with a large, black fluffy rug taking up most of the floor to hide it.