little games [camila/you]

VIII - o h l a u r e n

"Y/N?" I heard Joe say on the other line.

"No, this is Patrick."

"Wow, fame really does change people huh?"

My lips curled making a grin appear on them as I shook my head, "What's up, brother?" I placed the other headphone on my ear as well, walking towards the hotel.

"Well, I missed your stupid ass so I wanted to see what you're up to and how you're doing," he replied.

The receptionist greeted me with a smile which I returned with a nod. The elevator was busy so I walked up the stairs.

"You know, on tour, in Philadelphia. How are you doing?" I walked down the hallway and stopped in front of my room to look for the key in my pockets.

"Same old same old. I've been seeing you on the news lately more often than I ever saw your ass when you were here."

"Really? I bet they say nothing about how I'm playing," I opened the door and got inside, throwing the key on the little table afterwards.

"Yeah, they don't. They write a lot about your active love life though," he was chuckling as he said this.

"My nonexistent love life, you mean?"

I went directly to the bathroom to wash my hands. After opening the speaker, I placed my phone on the edge of the sink. 

"It doesn't seem so at all, I'll tell you that much. You have sippers or shippers or whatever the fuck it's called, who support you both with Camila and with that Lauren girl."

"That's not my business."

"So you don't like them?"

"What do you mean like them?"

"Come on, Y/N, we both know that when you're single you always like to flirt and sleep around." His comment made me roll my eyes while I was fixing my hair, looking in the mirror.

"That's different, Joe."

"Damn I was thinking that you'd end up doing them both. Especially Lauren seems to be so freaking hot, I'd totally tap that."

"What the fuck did you just say?" I got out of the bathroom and walked down the hall, "Listen here you fucking dickhead, I'm not going to hear you mention them or talk about Lauren that way again. Disrespect her once more and I swear you'll be dead."

"Don't be pathetic, Y/N, we've known each other for a longer time."

"And yet if you do it again you'll be killed in a time shorter than your dick."

I hung up muttering an "asshole" as I walked towards the living room of the suite and switched the light on.

"The fuck, Jauregui!" Definitely not a very calming thing when you open the lights and suddenly see a figure sitting there.

"Nice seeing you too, Y/L/N," she had a wide grin on her face. What a nice timing, though. "Oh, and overhearing you."

"How did you get in?"

"It was hard, I had to open the door."

I rolled my eyes at her receiving a giggle in response, "Chris gave me the keys, see," she showed the keys in her hand and then gave me a cute smile with her hands on her back.

"Where's Camila?" We had agreed to make a short Q&A together for fun. The three of them had shared tweets earlier today telling the fans when the livestream was going to be. So I knew we'd eventually meet, but I didn't expect to see Lauren so soon.