Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Im sorry

Lauren was in the middle of a performance when she locked eyes with the female guitarist.

She did t think she'd see her again. She thought the woman quit.

Her ex, Y/N was there and playing the solo for Expectations.

Lauren was doing her dance, her eyes on the woman the entire time.

Y/N hadn't even paid Lauren any attention, her eyes on the crowd.

Lauren was soon off stage while the band she had never heard of played their song.

Y/N, was surprisingly the lead singer.

Lauren knew she was out-staged the second the woman opened her mouth to sing.

"I'm only whatever you make me and you make me more and more a villain everyday. But you don't know, you reap, you sow. Whatever you give to me, from yourself you take. But if you're a hater, than hate the creator, it's in your image I'm made." Lauren listened to the words, knowing the woman was dissing her.

But she deserved it.

Lauren had cheated on Y/N when the younger woman had told her she wasn't ready for sex.

So Lauren cheated over and over, having sex with random people to fill that void for her.

Y/N found out through the press and was heartbroken.

The girl had disappeared and left off the face of the earth.

None of her friends or family could contact her.

(G!P you)

Lauren wrote her entire album about this woman.

And here she was, out staging her abs showing her up.

"I sleep with one eye open and one I closed cuz I'll hang myself if you give me rope! I've lost all my faith and all my hope that everything means anything at all!" Lauren couldn't believe this woman.

She sounded fucking amazing.

She could listen to that voice for hours.

Your POV
I could feel her eyes on me through the entire show.

I sang two songs.

Easier than lying and People disappear.

This was our last song and we were having choreography.

"Don't call me by my name. All of this is temporary." I gently pushed the guy who was kissing down my neck, holding a finger to his lips.

"Watch as I slip away, for your sake. All of this is temporary." I pulled away slowly, feeling him roughly pull me back in.

My back was to him, his groin against my ass.

His lips found my neck.

I looked out at the crowd as I sang.

"Well, maybe I could hold you in the dark? You won't even notice me depart." I slowly pulled away again, him yanking me back into position.

He began grinding into me.

"Secondhand thread in a secondhand bed with a second man's head." A second guy came on stage, kneeling in front of me.

His lips kissed up my thigh.