Larissa's p.o.v
"That's it I'm not going!"I yelled frustrated and throwing clothes down.Liam came into the room fixing his tie.
"And why is that?"he asked as he bent down on the floor to me.
"Because I don't want to seem intimidating to Andy's girlfriend"i pouted casuing liam to chuckle"it's not funny"
"don't worry about being intimidating babe,you'll be fine"i sighed and stood up from the pile of clothes
"Okay how about this then"i said as i went to the mirror and looked at my outfit which was a blue blazer white under shirt blue jeans and some blue vans.
"well...."liam started
"your right to not my age plus we're going to a fancy restaurant,ughhhh!!"i groaned loudly and started to strip.
Andy's p.o.v
"i feel like I'm over dressed"jasmine pouted,i chuckled "it's not funny andy"she said crossing her arms and walking infront of me as i payed for the cab
"you look fine stop stressing over it,trust me as if anything my mom is having the same problem she's all like-"
Liam's p.o.v
"liam i feel old in this!"larissa whispered yelled as we walk into the restaurant,i rolled my eyes
"table for four please"i said to the waiter,he nodded and lead us to the table.
"i think i need to change"she said causing me to groan
"oh for the love of god larissa would it make you feel better if i said I'll still screw you in that dress?"i glared at her,she smirked and turned around to me
"actully yes,yes it does"she said as she moved her hand up my thigh,but i stopped her
"we are not doing this with the kids here"i said through gritted teeth
"I'm sorry do what?"she innocently smiled as she took my hand and finally sat down.oh larissa please don't give me a boner in front of the kids.
"mom dad we made it"andy said smiling and walking in with jasmine"sorry it took so long jaz here didn't know what to wear"jasmine rolled her eyes
"oh hush jaz, i had the same problem"larissa said,jasmine smiled and went to go sit by her and andy by me. It was full of mindless chatter, everybody catching up on their daily lives. i felt Larissa's hand rest on my knee. i glanced over at her and she was going on paying attention to the conversation with jasmine about helpping her out with a job. Just as she was, i went back to paying attention, and ignoring her touch.
"and i can talk to my roomate niall and see if he can get you in at the candy shop"larissa said smiling
"oh yea i think you'll like that better then the burger stand at the zoo,no more older guys hitting on you."andy said,i nod and smile
"i agree"i said
larissa's p.o.v
"i'll like that thank you so much Mrs.Moore"jasmine said,i smiled
"no problem love"i said as i patted liams lap making him tense up even more.liam tried pushing my hand away, but ijust kept moving it back to where it was.
"stop while you can larissa"liam warned in my ear i giggled
"why when its funny"i whispered back
"mom can we get dessert?"Andy asked, i nodded
"i hate you"liam whispered,i smirked as i heard his breath hitch in his throat.
"no you don't"i said as i kissed his jawline.
"Mhmm,that sounds good right now." liam said.
Andy's p.o.v
before dessert came mom and dad had left."i'm going have a brother or sister on the way in a minute"i mumbled,jasmine looked over at me
"hmm?"she asked,i shook my head
"hey um i was wonder whats the story on your sister and her gf?"i asked"cause i feel like there's more to oh we been in a lot of trouble crap?"she sighed and placed her fork down
"well when i was younger and my family was struggling,my sister ,may she umm,ummm"jasmine said
"jaz you can tell me any thing"i said holding her hand,she gulpped and nodded
"last person i told we had to hide my sister"i rasied my eyebrow
"come on jaz i promise i won't tell"i smiled at her,she sighed and pulled me closer and whispered in my ear
"may killed a man."
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The Neighbor 2 *COMPLETED*
ספרות חובביםIt's been years since Larissa last since Liam. Baby Andy has grown up and created a hate relationship with Dani and decides to go find Larissa so his real parents will live happy ever after but will his plans work out with the little help he receiv...
