Lauren arrives back in the lobby, a few staff members smiling at her as she walks towards the cafeteria where Darren was hosting the breakfast. She walks into the room, thankfully she wasn't the last as Destiny followed in behind her, Lauren scanning the room to find Someone she knew.She saw a seat free next to Damiano but that wasn't gonna happen, not today. She spotted Elena waving at her, Lauren walking over to the girl and sitting down. The table was sorted into one square, so everyone could see eachother, Damiano in the corner so Lauren couldn't see him that well at all.
Lauren noticed quite a few of the contestants staring at Lauren midway through a Talk Darren was giving to them all, but whenver Lauren looked back at them they would look away.
"why's everyone acting so weird today?" she whispers to Elena waters and juices being placed infront of everyone.
"Lauren...you don't know?" Elena says, making sure to keep her voice low as Darren finishes his talk, "you havnt checked Twitter?"
"what? no! why would i check..." Lauren's voice fades out as Elena looks at her with concern, opening her phone onto twitter.
"this" Lauren takes a large sip of her water, Elena pulling up a video of Lauren and Damiano on the night they were on the sea wall together, catching everything that happened on film. Elena pulls up another page, the hashtag, #laurenanddamiano trending.
Lauren chokes on her water, a lot of people looking over to the two, adding to the unnecessary attention.
She looks to the corner where Damiano was sitting only to find his seat was empty, Lauren ready to unleash her rage. She felt a tap on her shoulder, expecting to see the italian standing behind her, but instead was her Manager Mia, an angry expression on her face.
"get your arse up out of that seat young lady" she says quietly, walking away from Lauren and indicating for her to follow her along.
"fuck sake"
Lauren climbs out of the table, catching up with Mia who was just leaving the Cafeteria. Lauren walks side by side with her, no clue on where they were going.
"you better pray to the gods that what i saw on the video wasn't you kissing that man" she says, her tone stern, like a teacher telling you off as a child.
Mia leads her into a room with four chairs and a table where Damiano and his manager, Marta were sat, Mia walking over to the side where Marta was whilst Lauren takes the seat next to the Italian boy.
"what did she say to you" Lauren whispers to Damiano whilst the Managers were distracted.
"fuck knows" he murmurs, "it's not good"
The managers sit in their seats, sitting facing opposite the singers, who were both as worried as eachother.
"first things of" Marta begins, "Lauren, Mia, i would like to personally apologise on behalf of Damiano"
Lauren could see out of the corner of her eye a small smirk on his lips, the boy leaning back on his chair.
"second of all, it's clear that you both have watched the video, just like every single contestant, staff member, and viewer of eurovision.
"pretty sure it's not every viewer.." Damiano says, the smirk still playing on his lips.
"Damiano don't make me-"
"alright alright!"
"do you guys realise what you could have done? you could change the way jury's and viewers vote!" Mia says, frowning at the pair.
"look, can we lay off a little bit? like we get it, we made a mistake, but i don't understand why we're being integrated right now" Lauren shrugs.
"what she said" The boy says, pointing at the girl.
"i'm sorry to break it to you Lauren, but if you didn't know, Damiano is in a relationship" Marta says, "not even that, he's engaged for christ sake."
Damianos eyes widen as he looks over at Lauren, expecting a reaction that wasn't gonna show through, despite the feelings she felt this morning.
"oh i know" she says, crossing her arms.
"you knew he was engaged and yet you still kissed him?" Mia asks, a glare on her eyes.
"oh no, i didn't know he was engaged until this morning actually, when i knew he was in a relationship we agreed to stop it"
"Damiano?!" Marta says, cursing in Italian.
"i'm not even gonna lie, i'm starving, and i just want my breakfast, so if you don't mind, we'll be on our way" Damiano says, grabbing Lauren's arm and pulling her out of the room.
They guess the women had given up due to the fact they didn't try and stop the pair walking out, an awkward silence lingering around the two.
"your a prick" Lauren finally says, laughing under her breath, "fucking four years Damiano, you've been engaged for FOUR fucking years"
"lauren i-"
"no, not "lauren i-", we're you ever gonna tell me?" she says, the pair no longer walking, "or were you gonna let me sit their and belive all of your shit you've been feeding me?"
Damiano rubs his face with his hands, before running them through his hair a few times.
"everything i told you, was real, everything i said to you, was genuine"
"stop lying all of the god damn time! for once in your life just be honest with me!"
"cazzo" he murmurs under his breath, "i am being honest! why don't you open your eyes and see that!"
"because you've told so many lies, i don't know what to believe anymore!" she shouts at him, "you know, for one, small, small second i believed that we could actually be together you know, i'd finally found someone who actually liked me for who i was, and nothing else"
"but i do-"
"then why are you fucking Engaged you son of a bitch!"
"I DONT KNOW!" he shouts back, walking up so close to Lauren that she could hear him breathing, "why can't you open your goddamn eyes and see that i don't want to be engaged! i wouldn't have done ANY of this, if i wanted to marry her! you just can't see that because your so wound up in your own self pity and insecurities!"
Damiano looks at the girl one last time before walking off back down the corridor towards the cafeteria, rubbing his fingers through his hair.
"bipolar cunt"
<3
oh god no
that's not what we wanted to happen is it
what does this mean for Damiano and Lauren?
damn i need to think of a ship name-
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music - Damiano David
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