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Several missed calls and unread messages later. Laurence has been avoiding Garroth for four days now. He has been staying inside of his house, desperately trying to forget what mistake he had made. But that's all he's been thinking about. Thinking about how he was trying to help but most likely made things worse. Thinking about Garroth's shocked face. Thinking about how soft Garroth's lips were. Laurence wished he had never fallen in love with his best friend in the first place.

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Garroth has had a lot of time to think in the time Laurence has been ignoring him. It was a fact the blonde haired male did like the kiss he had shared with the other. It was also a fact that he wanted to have another kiss with Laurence. But, why? Why did Garroth want to kiss Laurence again? Garroth's head had been spinning with so many questions. Thoughts like 'What made Laurence like me?'  'Why do I want to kiss him again?' and 'Has Laurence always looked so attractive?'

Suddenly, everything in Garroth's head made sense. 

'I like Laurence' he thought.

"I like Laurence" he muttered

Garroth sat up in his bed from his laying position as he exclaimed, 

"Oh my god. I like Laurence" 

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Garroth got out of his house and began doing what he should've done when Laurence first started avoiding him. Garroth started making his way toward Laurence's house. As Garroth made it to the front doorstep, he began feeling anxious. Why would he feel anxious? He is just trying to make things right. Garroth knocked on the door.  Once. Twice. Three times. Of course Laurence heard the knocking, Garroth knocks loud as fuck. 

"Laurence, you in there?" Garroth calls out. Laurence didn't answer. He didn't have the courage to face the blonde male.

Garroth took a deep breath and said. "Sorry, I'll buy you a new door"

Laurence's eyes widened. He knew exactly was Garroth was going to do. 

"Garroth, don't"  too late. Garroth lifted his fist in the air and punched the door with all his strength, causing the wooden door to break open. Laurence let out a short gasp in surprise from his room. Garroth would actually go as far as breaking down Laurence's from door just to talk to him.

"Laurence, I know you probably don't want to talk to me right now, but I need to say something," Garroth said as he entered the house. 

"I've done some thinking. Laurence, we're best friends. I know you better than I know myself. I should've known about your feelings towards me. I don't blame you for not telling me. But please don't think that I hate you or don't want anything to do with you, because that's not true. I know you're feeling like that because like I said, I know you better than I know myself. I wish you would've expressed you're feeling sooner, not only because it isn't healthy to keep your feelings locked up, but also because I would've figured out my feeling's towards you earlier."  Feelings? What did Garroth mean by feelings? Laurence felt a weird feeling in his stomach.

"I like you, Laurence. Not as a friend of a best friend. I like you as a boyfriend. If you could just come down here and talk to me, maybe we can sort this out" Garroth finished. Laurence was crying. Was he crying tears of happiness or tears of sadness? He didn't know either. 

"Laurence?" Laurence climbed out of his bed and began making his way to the downstairs of his house. "There you are," Garroth said.

Seeing Garroth made Laurence started crying again. Garroth walked toward the other male and hugged him. Laurence hugged back. 

"I'm sorry," Laurence said. Garroth shushed him. 

"There isn't anything to say sorry about" Laurence pulled back from the hug. 

"Yes, there is. You actually don't like me Garroth you're just being nice" Laurence cried. Garroth furrowed his eyebrows. 

"Laurence, I may be nice, but I would never play with your feelings in such a manner. I actually kind of hurt you would even consider thinking that" Garroth said. Laurence continued crying, upset he's made Garroth upset. 

"I'm sorry," He says once more

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