[You're Too Late] [His Reason]
[Zoe's POV]
[You're Too Late]
"Have you calmed down?"
I nodded and breathed a mouthful of air since that hearty laughed depleted my reserved oxygen.
"Ehehehehe, sorry 'bout that. I forgot when was the last time I laughed so hard. Ah . . . it's refreshing." I wiped away my tears and smiled at him.
Lawrence returned my smile and walked towards me. My smile froze when he softly wiped away the flour on my face while laughing a bit.
"Heh, you have the guts to laugh at me when you look like this." He grinned and gently caressed my face, so gentle that I thought it was feathers that were touching me.
I pouted and also wiped away the flour from his hair and face.
"It's your fault, to begin with. I can't believe how stubborn and annoying you are. You were never like this in the past." I pouted some more while he snorted.
"What're you talking about? I'm always like this. It's you who left and didn't even bother to get to know me."