music - Damiano David

11

monday 17th May
5 days till the grande final

The morning Lauren wakes up surprising earlier than usual, looking over at the clock to see 6:36 rather than the usual 8-9.

She didn't know if it was the early night she had gotten last night, or the lack of sleep she had received.

She couldn't get the "date" she had today out of her head. Was it even a date? Lauren had no idea what Blas intentions were, and she didn't know was Damiano's were either.

She didn't know if what she had felt the other night was the "spark" she once felt, or it was just pure nerves. Either way she still had no idea what Damiano was feeling, whether he had felt the same as Lauren, or if he didn't feel anything at all.

Lauren was aware of the slight flirtation from both ends, but she was still yet to discover if it was just mere flirting.

She climbs out of her bed and walks out onto her balcony, Quinn still sound asleep and the blinds shut. She slides through the door quickly, Being careful not to let too much light into the dark room.

She looks along the city, The sun half-risen over the tall buildings. She could spot a few people walking on the roads bellow, but apart from that the streets were empty.

She walks back inside, Her bestfriend now suddenly awake, tearing through their wardrobes.

"ugh come on! where is it!" she shouts, pulling out different hangers and examining them, before throwing it behind her, "AHA! here you are you sneaky little-"

"we okay in here quinn?" Lauren asks, walking over to her.

"NO! get in the shower! i'm gonna chuck you some clothes, you don't have much TIME!" She shouts, pushing her towards the bathroom.

Lauren turns on the hot taps, stepping into the shower and putting up her hair, Quinn opening the door and throwing through an outfit, before closing the door again, the sound of her playlist playing through the door.

Lauren finished up in her shower, looking at the outfit on the toilet seat. It was a pair of Blue jeans, a white crop top paired with it and some white trainers.

"not bad..." Lauren puts on the outfit, putting a brush through her hair and applying some light makeup. She re - enters the room, Quinn throwing a purse at her containing money, keys and her phone.

"woah okay, what's up with you today?"

"OPEN!" Quinn says, pointing at her mouth, throwing a handful of mints into her mouth, "if it burns, it's doing something, NOW GO!"

Quinn pushes her out of the door, Lauren frowning at the girl. She walks down the stairs and out of the hotel, walking down the street to the cafe Blas had suggested they went to.

She enters the warm cafe, the smell of coffee and cakes filling her nostrils, roaming her eyes over the busy tables to see Blas sitting on a table of 2, smiling over at Lauren. He was wearing a black t-shirt with jeans, his white trainers similar to Lauren's.

"lauren! hola! how are you?" he says, pulling her into a hug.

"oh hello wow erm, yeah i'm good thank you, you?" she says, taken back by the sudden movement.

The two sit down together, Ordering their drinks from the waitress.

"so what's been going on in your life Lauren? i havnt seen you in a while you know"

"yeah, erm, so i've wrote quite a few albums, toured a lot, gone through a breakup.. i mean, nothing to crazy" Lauren says, their drinks being set at their tables, "thank you, what about you blas?"

"i mean yeah, quite similar actually, i've toured a lot and made a lot of music like you, but i havnt been in a relationship like you.."

for the next hour or so, the two catch up a lot, talking about their home lives, the eurovision and just bonding in general.

"oh shoot, i better get going Blas, i've got rehearsals in like, 30 minuets, it was lovely to see you though!" she says, standing up out of her seat.

"yes yes, i've got an interview with Nikki Tutorilas soon, so i better go too...we've got to do this again sometime yeah?" Blas pulls her into a last hug as they walk out of the cafe, "great seeing you Lauren" Blas walks away from her? sending her one last smile, a small smile appearing onto her own face.

"what is going on" she says, the smile still on her face as she walks back towards the hotel.

From over the road, Lauren spotted a familiar face sitting in the middle of the grass, small tears running down her tanned cheeks.

"Sanja? Oi Sanja!" Lauren says, "are you okay?"

Sanja looks up and over to Lauren, a small tear settled onto her cheek, refusing to move down further and onto the floor.

Sanja shakes her head at Lauren, looking down at her fingers again.

"okay babe, i'm coming" lauren says, running over to the girl, "what's wrong?!"

"i did something bad Lauren...i slept with someone" she says, leaning her head on Lauren's shoulder.

"...you, had sex with someone? girl what? that's something to be happy about!" Lauren laughs, putting her arm around the girl.

"no, not in this situation Lauren, i slept with a eurovision contender...a big one too" Sanja Pauses, almost like she was deep in thought.

"okay okay, your gonna need to tell me what happened" Lauren says, holding the girls hand.

"okay..erm so, me and, this boy, we're ranting to eachother last night about our love life's , i was telling him about how lonely i was, and he was telling me how alone he felt too...well one thing let to another and well, we slept together.., i mean don't get me wrong, it was great fucking sex...ugh as soon as it happened i left and told him i'd "speak to him tomorrow" and he looked happy...proud almost, but i regret it so much Lauren, so much"

"Sanja, i promise you, the situation is not as bad as you think it is, i promise you!" Lauren says.

"no Lauren, it is, when i came home, I found out he had hooked up with one of his closest friends a few nights before!" Sanja says, "ugh and i'm pretty sure he's still in a relationship, i feel like such an idiot"

"oh god, he sounds horrible babe, can you tell me who it is?" Lauren asks, looking at the girl.
Sanja looks at her for a few minuets, deciding what to do in her head.

"i promise you i won't tell anyone, like you might think i'll tell Q-"

"it was Damiano..."

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well, at least the date went...well?