You You You Larry Novels & Stories

“Larry, relax, lean your head backward. I got something to tell you.” “Yes, boss.” Joshua then shows Larry the recording. Larry becomes angry and insists, “they must be buried alive.” “No,” says Joshua, “we will give them a taste of their own medicine.” “We can’t boss because Johnathan is dating Tiffany. If you are giving them a taste of their own medicine, that would include your sister.” “You're right, Larry. “ Larry draws a line and sniffs it, “boss. I am sorry for everything. I see you as a younger brother."

I frown, a stabbing pain pierces straight through my heart. Larry. Who is Larry? Did meet someone new already? Did she get married? It's being two years . . . did she start all over with this Larry? I’m still processing the jealousy when the voice rings out again, louder this time: "Larry, seriously, you have your own set of keys. Just come inside, will you? Stop playing around out there."

she asked, her voice sharp. "I'm not making a scene. I'm being serious. I've got things to do, so I'll leave you all to it." With that, I turned and walked out of the room, not looking back. As soon as I took a few steps, the murmurs started behind me. "Joseph is so dramatic." "Hugo and Luna's video blew up, and our studio got a lot of sponsorships. That's a good thing! Why make a fuss over it?" "I know, right?"

***************************** “You should have done something?” Larry says to me angrily as we walk down a forest. He's been furious because I hesitated at the store. “If I hadn't pressed the panic button we'll be all dead” He says. I stop and face him while the others pass by us pretending not to hear us. “Look” I said pointing at him, “We're all equally sacred, Xiao was sweating, Mel hands were shaking, Eddy was-” “Hey!” Eddy shouts. We both turn to him, there's this angry look on his face.

Noah frowned in confusion. Wade chuckled, “well, their act kind of makes me wanna laugh, but no, lol stands for Larry, Olga, and Lola…” But the teens hate that abbreviation, the twins scowled, crossing their hands above their chests at the same time, while Larry didn't even bother, since he’s currently playing with his phone.

"YOU" Confused, Vasili's brows instantly knotted. It took him a while to discern Larry's word. "What did you say?" unable to comprehend, he weakly whispers. "Amelia's protector is YOU..." Larry casually replies. Totally lost, he gapes at Larry while trying to say something but all he did is open his mouth just to close it again. He cannot find the right words to say. His brain seem to went blank. Dumbfounded, his blank gaze remains on Larry who is seeming to enjoy his predicament.

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."

Larry didn’t answer. Didn’t look at her. Didn’t even breathe for a moment. He just stared at the door I had closed. The place where I had stood. The space where I shattered quietly. His voice was low when he spoke again. “Get. Out.” Zara left, furious, confused, slamming the door behind her. And Larry? He sank onto the edge of the bed, dragging a hand through his hair, eyes fixed on the floor. He felt something. Not guilt. Not love.

“What did I say about unnecessarily moving around? You’ll hurt yourself.” “What did I say about tickling?” Ariana demands. He grins, replying, “You shouldn’t have insulted me then," and continues the email. “Whatever the reason, I’m happy for you, man. You deserve the world. By the way—not sure if I’m right—but I think I saw your mom not too long ago. They looked similar and her name happened to be Sarah so I—” “Stop right there. That’s enough.” “Where does this Larry live?”

"You have a bigger problem and here you are talking about a woman." "Used the door." That is Lauren's cold self-talking, Larry had no choice but to leave, even when Lauren didn't give him an answer. He grabbed the documents, and he read through their documents again, he must be really stupid not to see all the loopholes in the company.