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twenty-seven:
Author's POV
"I remember. "
Laurent stopped breathing for a second, his eyes popped, mouth open wide.
"Larry, w-what are you saying?"
Larry shook his head and brought his head to his his face.
"I say I remember, Laurent. I remember everything okay, so please no try to lie to me," Larry cried in his palm.
How the hell had he remembered!? Laurent didn't exactly know how to feel about that but he was nervous, for sure.
"You remember?"
Larry remained silent still crying.
"Larry, I'm sorry," Laurent said, though he wasn't quite sure why he was apologizing. But yet again, Larry remembered!?
"You no tell me, Laurent. You no tell me. Why you no tell me? Why you lie to me that i no make it to LA?"
"I'm sorry," Laurent repeated.
"Pourquoi continuez-vous à dire désolé? (Why do you keep saying sorry?) No saying sorry to me. I no understand, just tell me, please."
Laurent stayed silent as he began to sob. He turned his back to Larry and let out his tears. Even if he was scared at the outcome of the whole situation, he was happy Larry had remembered. It was like a weight lifted off his shoulders. He didn't have to walk in eggshells around Larry anymore. Everything was now open, no more lies or pretence.
"Laurent, why you listen to her?" Larry sobbed. "Why you listen to mami?"
Laurent turned to look at Larry, stunned. How did he find out? Did Marcus tell him anything?
Larry looked down at the bedsheet.
"I hear everything today at the hallway, when I go out for air. I see everything and I no understand at first. I confuse then okay? That's why I no say anything. I no understand, I no remember coming to LA but inside I feel something. I feel strange for a long time, like it's no the first time we meeting, you hear? I no want to ask Idris at first because I feel like maybe I just hallucinating or something. Maybe I going crazy-"
"No, Larry," Laurent shook his head, sobbing.
"I no know what to do. I been having dreams, no I been seen things, the time we spend on vacation, I thinking I was dreaming before but no, Laurent, it was no me dreaming, I remember them but I no able to process them yet, that's why I think I dreaming! But today after everything I hear, I just connect the whole thing and I just want to ask. Why you no tell me all of this?"
Larry's face was streaming with tears as he looked up expectantly at Laurent. He wanted to hear Laurent's own side of the story. Didn't Laurent love him anymore? Was he trying to make Larry forget everything? Or was it just because of their mum?
"Laurent, please, talk to me," Larry urged on.
Laurent turned away and walked towards the window, where he stood crying. He didn't know why he was crying or why he was suddenly feeling nervous.
"Laurent!"
Laurent turned around and walked out of the room.
"Laurent! Laurent!" Larry screamed as Laurent walked off.
He felt tied to his bed, but at the same time he had to chase after Laurent. He didn't want Laurent to keep running away. So, he pulled out all the wires connected to his body, threw his legs over the side and climbed out.
With a hand around his stomach region, Larry ran as fast as his body could carry him, holding back his pain, and screaming Laurent's name.
"Laurent! Laurent!" Larry screamed, looking frantically everywhere. "Laurent!"
He walked passed his hallway and down the stairs, holding tight around his stomach. His stitches pained him like death, but he held on.
"Laurent! Please Laurent!"
"Who's there!?" A voice called from upstairs and then footsteps followed. "Who's there?"
"Laurent!" Larry screamed more and increased his pace. He knew it wouldn't be long until the security guard caught up to him though. "Laurent!"
"Hey!" It was the security guard. He was now almost close.
"Laurent!"
"Hey, sir! Are you okay?" The security guard was now on the same level as he was.
"Yes," Larry said backing him. As he stood there, the pain increased. He looked down slowly and saw his white hospital cloth was now stained with red around his stomach region. His stitches were loosening.
"Sir, you shouldn't be out of your room at this time. Do you need me help with something? I heard you calling someone."
"I fine," Larry answered.
The man soon realised the bloodstain on Larry's hospital and rushed to hold him around the arm, scared that he might collapse or something.
"God! Sir! Are you okay?"
Larry hesitated, he blinked back the tears in his eyes and wiped his cheeks. "I fine."
The guard still quickly got Larry back to his room, and at once sent for Larry's assigned nurse.
30 minutes later, Larry lay his bed, his bleeding stopped and his stitched that had loosened, fixed.
His nurse, Veronica, stood by the side of his bed, watching him with pity and concern.
"Larry."
Larry turned to her with tired eyes.
"Are you okay?"
He nodded at her. "Yes, I-" He cleared his throat and spoke again. "I fine."
She shook her head. "I want you to be okay, Larry. I really do, but you keep giving off this feel that something is bothering you. It's weighing you down."
Larry remained silent.
"If there is anything, I mean anything that as much as causes your heart to stir even a little, please let me know. I'm here to help you get better generally."
"Thank you, Vero. I appreciate," Larry said to her, before turning his face to the other side and closing his eyes shut.
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Laurent sat on the bench, just outside the hospital. It was late so he couldn't go far, even if he could he wouldn't. Larry was still sick and he wouldn't leave him there alone with their mum. He just wanted to think, think about how to explain to Larry why he had lie, or why he had even listened to Mama B.
Considering all that had happened with Mama B and running off like a kid after Larry confronted him, Laurent felt like a pussy. When did he start running away from his problems? He had been easily manipulated, influenced and vulnerable. It wasn't even funny.
Ever since he came to France a lot of this had changed, for the bad, and he didn't like it. He wished he had established certainly things back in LA with Larry, before making the trip. Because right now so many things were shaky. From his relationship to Larry, to his fans around the world, and then Les Twins debut which they had already missed. His life was so complicated and confusing at that moment and he wished he could just start all over again, and avoid certain mistakes that had caused his life to be as shitty as it was.
He wished he could change a lot of things. If he could, Larry would be with him, by his side, not outside a hospital but back in his house, in LA, not in a hospital, on a sick bed, with restricted movements and a broken-
Brrrr. Brrrr.
The sudden vibration against his thighs, startled Laurent as he soon got out his phone.
Incoming voice call from Nurse V.
Laurent shot a glance behind him at the big hospital building, wondering why Veronica, Larry's personal nurse, was calling him. But still, he answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Laurent? It's me," Vero's soft voice came out from the other side.
"Yeah, I know. What's up?"
"Where are you? You have to come to the hospital right now."
Her voice sounded urgent, making Laurent fear that something had happened.
"Why?" He got up from the chair and started to walk towards the building.
"Larry's not fine."
"What happened?" He had increased his pace and was almost running.
"The security guard found him running in the hallway, he said he was calling for someone," Vero sighed. "I think it was you."
"Oh God! How is he?" He was now walking into the elevator, pushing the button to Larry's floor rapidly.
"His stitches loosened and he started to bleed again..."
"Oh God," Laurent almost gagged. He couldn't even begin to imagine the pain Larry was going through.
"But I fixed that and gave him some pain killers. Just work on getting here as soon as you can. Can you do that?"
"I'm in the elevator right now."
"Okay, Laurent. And also, your mum is here," Vero said and hung up.
The elevator dinged and opened. Laurent raced out of it and to Larry's room.
"Larry," He called and rushed to Larry's side. "What happened?"
Larry didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed to the ceiling.
Laurent took his hand in his and squeezed softly, he leaned down and whispered in Larry's ear. "I'm sorry, Larry. I'm so sorry."
This time, Larry turned to look at him, with a scared expression. "Why you saying sorry? N-no leave me, Laurent. Please, no leave me again. I can no stay without you, please. No be mad-"
"No, Larry, God, I'm not leaving you."
"Then why you saying sorry if you no want to do something bad?"
"It's because I ran away from your question earlier, I shouldn't have. Veronica called me saying you were bleeding. It's because of me and I'm sorry.
"It's no you fault. I go out on my own, no blame you self, Laurent. I no mad at you. No say sorry to me again okay? Because I going to get mad then. Just stay with me," Larry squeezed his hand. "No leave my side again, okay? Please."
Laurent flashed him a smile. "I promise."
Larry returned the smile before shutting his eyes and falling asleep.
Once Larry was asleep, Laurent finally glanced towards the other side of the room. His gaze falling on his mother. Mama B had tears streaming down her face, and she had a rosary in her hand.
"Don't ask me to leave his side or to go far from him or to stop loving him, I will never do that," Laurent said, watching her.
"Laurent-"
"I know you feel ashamed of me right now. You probably hate me and wish you hadn't given birth to me. You probably see Larry and I as an abomination, and wished you could say you didn't know us. But I just want you to know this, I didn't ask for this to happen, I didn't ask to fall in love with my twin and neither did he. It just happened and we've never been happier with our other lovers than we are we ourselves now. I'm not asking you to not hate me or to not ask never to see you again, you can do that, but all I ask is to leave us alone, especially Larry. Let us be. This is what we want and as grown men, we don't need our mother telling us what to do, we can handle the consequences ourselves," Laurent paused. "Leave us alone, mum. That's all I ask."
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A/n: I almost forgot the storyline 😂 Anyway, I finally updated. It's not much, but it's something.
Thanks to you all for being so patient, and don't worry I still plan on finishing this fic, really!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter.