I ran out of Aphmau's dorm room all the way to Laurance's. Whether this be a mistake or blessing I don't yet.

I stop by his door, but I hear talking. When the sound of Annalise's flirty voice comes through the door to me, I can't help but think that this is a sign proving that maybe we really shouldn't be together. That maybe, just maybe, I shouldn't give him another chance.

But, then there's yelling. A mini fight breaks up betweem her and Laurance, and my stomach begins to twist and turn as I lean my head against the door softly to listen to their muffled voices.

"I already told you! I said we're over Anna. You need to quit being in denial and get it through your head. I made a mistake, and I want to fix it. I want Y/N to be mine again."

"But Laurance-" Her quivering voice begin, but he doesn't let her continue before he tries to usher out the door.

I look around and see the corner of a hallway. I run over to his from Annalise and Laurance.

It looks like that Annalise really did care for Laurance, and she tired what she could to try and make their (if you want to call it) relationship last and work out.

When I heard that Laurance truly did want to be with me, I couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Call my cocky, but I was happy to hear that he wanted me instead of her.

The opens and slams as Annalise storms off with tears pricking at her eyes. I press myself as close to the wall as I can so she wouldn't pay mind to me as she goes down the other hallway. When she's out of sight I straight my shirt and wall to Laurance's door knocking lightly on it.

"I said go away Anna!" Laurance yells from inside, and I can't help but chuckle at him.

"But I'm not Annalise, Laurance. I'd thought you'd at least be happy to know that I showed up to your dorm room."

His door opens and soon enough my face is firmly pressed against his chest as he holds me close to him.

"I thought I lost you. . . I told Gene to leave that day and now I feel so bad. I feel bad for everything I did to you, Y/N. Please, please, please, please forgive me Y/N."

"Right now I'm questioning in my head whether I should forgive you and give you another shot. Or if I should forgive you and leave you as a friend."

He takes me over to his bed and sits down after I do. His eyes watch my every move. I place a single hair behind my ear, and he watches like a lost puppy with big eyes.

His hand caresses my cheek, and it takes all I have in me not to move into his touch more. I fail however, and I let myself fall slightly into his hand with a soft gasp and closed eyes.

I missed his touch. He always knew how to make things better by this touch. A simple hug make the tears stop rolling down my cheeks and running his hand through my hair made me drift off to sleep. His hand on his keep or even in my hand made me feel calm and secure. The touch I missed the most though was the feeling of his lips on mine in the blissful kisses we would share.

But I choose the stay friends, I will lose his touch. I will miss his sweet words. I will miss the late night calls we had when I would have nightmares at night, or when I couldn't sleep at night, or just when I needed a friend to talk to.

I don't want to lose any of that. I'm not needy, but I want to still be able to keep all of that.

"I forgive you," I say, my whipser breathy as I look up at him through my eyelashes. "But you need to promise me that you won't hurt me like that again."

"I promise."

"Then. . ." I tilt my head up gently pressing my lips against his. "I'd like to give this a second chance. I'd like to give us a second chance if that's alright with you."

His hand slips down from my cheek and arm to my hand. His hand reacts against mine, and he throws his head back.

"Oh hell yeah!"

Soon enough he falls backwards onto the bed bringing me with him. He pulls me into his chest and turns his head to me.

"How did I get so luckt for you to forgive me? I messed up big time, but this time, Y/N, I promise I won't."

We lay there in silence for the next few minutes until I sut up on his bed. Confused, he sits up after me. I'm questioned if everything is okay, and I respomd that it is.

There always was something that we wanted to try to do because we'd thought we'd get a kick out if it. It isn't too late, so why not try it now?

"Hey Laurance, do you know how to set up a YouTube account?"

"Yeah. . . it's not that hard. Why?"

"Let's try to upload the covers we wanted to before but never got around to. What do you say?"

He chuckles, "I'd say that you're crazy, but I love you anyway."

"I love you too, Laurance."

He brings me in for another kiss, and I smile. I missed this, and I missed him. I missed him a lot.

The door opens quietly, and a yell quickly follows.

"That's my baby sister!"

I look at Laurance and tell him to run. The things I do for love.