A/N: Bam two chapters in less than 24 hrs wotup :3 ~Car

Dedicated to: Indie_Is_Indie

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L A U R A N C E ' S              P O V

A       F E W      M I N U T E S     L A T E R . . .

  I get out of my car and look up at the local prison that I'm assuming Garroth is at.  I look down and shake my head slightly, chuckling to myself.  "Ro'Meave, you can be an idiot sometimes."  I glance over and see a fire hydrant that people are screwing the lid back on, "But you're my idiot." (A/N: *Prepares self for fangirls and fanboys*) I mumble to myself.  

  I look back at the prison and take it step by step.  I get into the prison doors, "MOVE IT, MOVE IT, MOVE IT!" A cop barks.  I see Garroth being one of the men in the line.  I wave at Garroth.  The blonde looks over at me, "Rude Ro'Meave! Look forward before I make you!"  An officer growls.  Garroth quickly turns his head back to where he's looking at the back of somebody's head. 

  Rude Ro'Meave?

  ...

  That suits him well.

  He CAN be pretty rude.

  And I'd know that better than anyone. I am his roommate for Enki's sake.

  "Who are you here to see?" A woman asks.  I turn my head to her.  She pushes her glasses farther up her nose, "Garroth Ro'Meave." I answer.  We stand in the visiting room.  "You?" After I speak, she takes a shaky breath, "My father.."  She seems about 17 years old.  Her golden blonde hair is in a bun, a few strands of it sticking out from the rest.  

  A moment of silence washes over us.  I keep my eyes on her, as she avoids it from me at all costs.  She stares at the door. "I'm Laurance..." I finally break the silence.  I put my hand out.  The girl turns her head in my direction and hesitantly takes it, "Melissa."  We shake hands, then look back at the door.  

  "Why's your dad here?" I ask.  "You're full of questions... Aren't you?" Melissa questions.  "You asked the first question."  I state. She bites her lip before replying, "Touche." She replies.  "...I would appreciate it if we didn't go into detail, but.. Lets just say.. He's caused some havoc in the past." Melissa sums it up. 

  "Why's your friend here?" She asks.  I start to snicker, "You're going to laugh when you hear this.."  I continue to snicker.  Melissa smiles, and we look at each other, "What'd he do?" She looks genuinely excited to find the answer now.  "He knocked the fire hydrant lid right off of the actual hydrant." Melissa stares at me blankly before bursting out in laughter.  "I've never heard somebody go to jail for something that ridiculous!" Melissa exclaims.

  "I know, right?" I smile.  Our roars of laughter soon calm as we hear the metal door clicking and clanking as it opens.  The same line of men from earlier enter the room after an officer's approval.  Melissa's eyes widen as her eyes rest on a man with muscly arms and tattoos all over them.  The man is about 6'11 and is bald, the sleeves ripped from his orange suit. 

  "That's your dad?"  I ask quietly.  Melissa nods slightly, "Yep... That's him."  Behind the man, a blonde named Garroth appears.  He looks like a midget compared to Melissa's father.  Garroth's eyes light up as he gets a look at me, "That's your friend?"  Melissa questions.  I nod, "That's him."  I state. "He's cute."  She bites her lip.  I shoot Melissa a look, "And he's mine."  I say. 

  Sure, Garroth isn't actually mine, but... Anything to keep the ladies away, right (A/N: *prepares for even moar fanboys and fangirls*)? "You're his boyfriend?"  Melissa asks.  A small blush forms on my cheeks, "Y-Yes!"  I stutter.  

  "Then, when he gets over here, kiss him. Right on the lips."  Melissa holds a playful grin on her face.  "O-Ok."  My cheeks seem to be the color of cherries.  Garroth steps in front of me, him towering over me by at least 3 inches.  Garroth is 6 foot.  Yea, he's tall.  

  "Hey, Laurance!" Garroth exclaims, a smile on his face.  "Babe, I missed you."  I grab his cheeks, get on my tippy-toes, and pull him down to my level.  I press my lips against his, a blush on my cheeks.  To my surprise, Garroth kisses back (A/N: IM SO PREPARED FOR THE FANGIRL AND FANBOYS RN! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW!).  

  I hear Melissa squeal, and her phone camera click. "Melissa! What have I said about gays?"  A gruff and burly voice asks. "...D-Don't socialize with them."  Melissa mumbles. "HEY! NO TOUCHING!"  An officer yells at Garroth and I.  I pull back and look into Garroth's teal eyes, "I didn't think you felt that way.." Garroth mumbles. 

 Before I can respond, an officer marches up to us and pulls my hands off of Garroth's face, using his baton.  "Touch him again, and you'll be kicked out, Mr.Zvhal."  The cop threatens.  I nod somberly.  "Garroth... I'll bail you out. You'll be out by tomorrow, I promise." 

  A alarm sounds, it signalling everybody that visiting times are over.  Garroth gives me one quick nod, then walks away with the other inmates.  I press my back against the wall and start slowly sliding down it.

  I just kissed Garroth.

  I just kissed Garroth.

  I just kissed Garroth.

  I just...

  I just kissed Garroth!

  Oh my Irene!

  Who would've ever guessed?

  Well... Maybe Aphmau and Katelyn... (A/N: *cough* AND JARED *Cough*)

  But that's not the point!

  I just kissed Garroth Andrew Ro'Meave...

  "Aye, Laurance." I hear Melissa's voice, it knocking me from my thoughts.  I look up and realize she's a lot taller than me.  I look down and see that I'm sitting.  I hoist myself up and look at Melissa, "Yea?" I question.  "Give me your number. We should go get coffee sometime." Melissa hands me her phone. 

  I start typing in my number, when an idea pops into my head.  "Starbucks?" I ask.  A small gasp leaves Melissa's mouth, "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!" She shouts.  I laugh, then hand her her phone.  "Lets go, gurlfrand!" I exclaim.  "Lets gooo!"  Melissa and I bolt out, a few weird looks being given to us on our way out.