Scandalous (LT Larry Fanfic)

Chapter Four (Part 2) [Author]

**Aaliyah**

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There was no point in trying to break the stare or pretend or even coward out of this, we were caught red handed and my thing of this is…it can’t get any worst. His eyes were burning holes through my face and I felt the heat all too well.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by Syria panicking to death, “We’re dead we are SO dead!”

She fidgeted her nervous fingers through her hair, Tylea was calm on the outside but she never looked worried so even if she was you couldn’t tell; Riley started dancing out of nowhere as I kept looking up the front stair case into those eyes.

“Yep, y’all are dead. I’m old enough I can be here”

Don’t know what came over me but I started dancing too, and besides this was my song! Syria and Tylea both looked at me as if I had just been beheaded. “What? The damage is already done so I’m not about to worry and look guilty about it. We’re not doing anything wrong”

They both looked at each other than at me, “WE’RE MINORS! They could tell on us!”

I slowed my dancing down…they had a point. If my mom heard I snuck out to a club I would be dead for all the things she’d think I did! I don’t have to do them to know I’d be dead. I sighed knowing that our night has come to an end and it was time to leave. I looked back up at the staircase and saw the twins weren’t there anymore; oh fuck!

Syria looked back up too and noticed they were gone, “Oh crap, where they’d go?!”

“Ok let’s just go already before we run into them” Tylea suggested. We started making our way towards the exit dragging Riley along, she thought this shit was funny but little did she know they would lame her for us being here because she’s the only one out of us that is allowed in here. If they catch us I can’t wait to see the look on our face.

Leaving was becoming more and more difficult as the club was getting crowded by the second. It was getting harder not to walk through without knocking over someone’s drink and starting a fight or even worse making sure no creeps were following us.

My luck ran thin as the same dude that was trying to be all over me earlier came back from the bar and found me. “Leaving so soon beautiful?”

His tired ass jumped right in front of us blocking our way and 2 other guys joined him on the side. “These my friends”, he said introducing them; “you and girls wanna come party with us?” I was about sick and tired of this sleaze ball! Before I could interject my words were stopped by their 6’4” presence, hovering over me, the girls and this lame-tourage!

(A/N: That’s the words “lame” and “entourage” mashed together)

Larry and Laurent’s face said everything their mouths probably couldn’t make out in perfect English, and they can’t curse us out in French because we wouldn’t understand them but we’d knew they’d be mad still.

Larry’s stare was the angriest; Laurent had more of that I’m disappointed in you stare. This cute woman was standing under Laurent’s arm in his very protective manner. That’s what I think made them mad as well; the twins are very protective of us at school so I know we were probably ruining their adult fun for them to have to come and find us this way. I was starting to feel bad now.

Rico Sauvé in front of me followed my look and turned around, his face only a few inches away from Larry’s chest. He looked Larry up and down trying to size him up; this guy can’t be serious. “Holmes we got a problem? We saw these girls first” he scolded at Larry.