Larry Stories Novels & Stories

I blew out a long sigh of relief at his departure. Fuck! Man! Larry was really a handful. He was obviously a lot to deal with whenever he got into those inquisitive situations. He keeps forgetting that curiosity killed the cat. I let my eyes roam back to the screen of my laptop, a folder catching my attention. I leaned in closer.

Larry giggled; his quick-witted cousin already unraveled his intention. "Let's go!" He took her luggage and Joane cling on his arm when they start walking. "So whose she? Tell me!" Joane demanded. "I guess the news did not travel far." "It’s just that I don't watch or listen to gossip you know." She smirk. "It’s a long story." Larry sighed "Tell me about it while we eat. You have to buy me dinner for lying and using me for your own interest." “Aye…Aye…Ma'am!"

After the relay race was over, Larry Garcia went to the library to do Martha’s request. Even though he was just a 14-years old-teenager, Larry was an expert at hacking other people’s computers. He used to hack Lola’s Netflix password because her sister refused to give it to him. The main reason why Lola hesitated to share her password with him, because she didn't want Larry to discover her favorite movie list, which was mostly Boys Love dramas. Since Larry often made fun of Lola’s odd addiction toward male-to-male relationships in front of their mother.

He darts his eyes between both of us until it finally stops in front of me like he is secretly asking me for help. I step forward, frowning. "Listen, Caroline. It's fine, it doesn't matter. I'm sure he's got his reasons." She turns to me and rolls her eyes like she is exasperated from asking the same questions again and again. “It's not fine, Larry. He's a little kid and little kids wanna eat cookies and drink milk and do…things." "I know," I say and swallow. "But he doesn't." Little Larry shakes his head. "I wanna eat the kind of cookies Tiffany used to bake for me!"

Larry said. "So you think I asked you here because I still care about her?" Steven said. "I don't know, I didn't say anything about that, I'm thirsty, can I order a drink first? I ran to get here on time,” Larry said. "I don't have much time," Steven said. "You asked me to come, that means you have time to talk to me, okay, I'll hold back my thirst, it looks like you can't wait to hear my story about your mother," Larry said and Steven just stared at him sharply from his chair.

Larry even instructed Kendrick to be on guard against him. Peter was surprised to find out Larry spoke about Peter like that. "Did Larry say those words?" Kendrick scoffed, "Yes, probably my dad noticed your scheming ambition." Peter ridiculed, "That's true. Larry is cunning. He must have the same goal as me, but he doesn't have the guts. "He must be eyeing that item but too afraid to grab it. That's why he abandons everything and keeps traveling." Conrad didn't have the patience to listen to their stories. He interrupted, "Cut it out. Let's take a break from the nostalgia. Where is the item? Are you willing to take it out?"

Larry wiped the sweat from her forehead and said in a trembling voice, "Young Madam, it's been three years. I can't recall who did it." Can't recall? Jenna almost laughed out loud and said coldly, "Larry, you are not that old. How can you not remember? That was Young Master's and my wedding night. You may forget about other things, but definitely not that night." Larry had an ugly smile on her face. She replied, "Young Madam, I really don't know what you're trying to say."

“Tell me something I should know, Larry. What got you to land in the hospital bed? What did you do?!” “I didn't do anything. You, of all people, should know that I'm the calm and loyal type. Something happened in Harvard which I happened to fall victim to and was bullied. Here's a place where the less privileged like us are being maltreated by the upper rich class.” Larry explained, and now my heart was in my mouth, restlessness boldly written on my face. “What, Larry?! You mean you've been getting maltreated and beaten by the upper class, and you haven't been saying anything about that?!” My eyes widened again.

To that, Larry is having a whale of time to hear it. In the apartment, Larry is freaking out to go back to his work tomorrow. Indeed, he prepares his things and then, he will be bring it tomorrow. After a few minutes, he has received the call from his cousin. Now, Steven lets the cat out of the bag to him; he has missed his presence. In response, Larry has spilled the beans to him. That, he will meet him soon as, he will get his bunos from the company where he is currently working. Before the call has ended; she has tried to convince to his brother; to work in the company.

"Well, mommy is also happy to be with Larry, so, mommy will tell you a bedtime story." "Yay…" Larry said with his mouth full of meat and his little cheeks were bulging. "But mommy, tell me a new one and I will tell Liam that mommy loves me more, so, you tell me new stories." Ruby laughed at her son's childish thoughts. "Okay, mommy will tell you three new stories." * * * * * "Mommy, it seems like daddy won't come back tonight." Larry said after a big yawn. "Are you waiting for him?"