The Lie (Camren)

1. Pilot

Lauren's POV

The crowd screamed, for once again, my name. They needed more. They always needed more. "Lauren, Lauren, Lauren" was all I could hear inside London's Royal Albert Hall stadium. You could only listen to their screams. For sure, Europe consisted of the most avid and supportive fans.

Despite the exhaustion, I was still on the stage wondering how my feet kept me standing. The microphone was right in front of my face with my hands grabbing it forcefully. I lifted my head, shutting my eyes. I felt the first droplets of sweat running down my temple, to my ear. 'Next time I am gonna tie my hair up. It is so long that I can feel it stroking my back.'

"Lauren, we love you!"

"Marry me, Lauren!"

"Laureeeen!"

"More...More... More..."

VIP seated fans screamed without stopping. I took a breath, satisfied, before opening my eyes and leaving the stage. This was the last concert of my world tour. I never thought I could make it.

Opening my eyes I watched for the last time the cheering crowd beneath me. The lights were back on to the crowd and I could see them clearly now. Thousands of people clapped and cheered for me. My green eyes scanned them until they focused on a girl that looked at me in awe and started crying, shocked that I laid my eyes on her. She extended her arm desperately at me saying something to me, but I couldn't read her lips.

I smiled at her and instinctively I looked at the other girls beside me.

'What others?

'What others Lauren? Comport yourself!'

I was alone, just with myself.

'What others?'

Unbelievable that after two years, there were times that I thought I wasn't on my own on the stage. That there were four other girls with me. Those that used to be the Fifth Harmony. Our band broke up in the worst way it could. And that was all because of her. The girls were dead to me.

'Why the hell am I thinking of them? Maybe it's the project I was asked to participate in. Which I'm not planning to accept under no circumstances. Maybe it's because our last concert as Fifth Harmony was right here. That's it! Me, Lauren Jauregui, one of the greatest trending pop stars in the world, can't be thinking of that little group. It belongs to the past."

***

Two years ago

The song was coming to an end and the crowd cheered, holding banners or recording each moment with their phones. Dinah's and Ally's voices balanced so perfectly, making me admire their talent. My eyes were pinched to the crowd, but I didn't actually watch them. Fidgeting on my seat, I tried to find my composure and stop my leg from its uncontrollable waggling. There was only one thing in my mind, staring at the crowd. Nothing else. It was a habit anymore.

"We know, we know ([Camila] Ye-e-yeahh) we know yeahh"

"All about you ([Camila] Ye-e-yeahh)"

"Ooooh we know, we know, we know ([Camila] We know, we know)"

Camila's voice once again stood out. It was so distinctive! I could even hear her breathing near the microphone, waiting to sing her part. She could turn every live performance an experience of a lifetime. Way more different than what it sounded like in our album.

However, this time she sounded different. Way too different. I don't know if the other girls noticed the tremble in her voice. I gulped down. 'Is she crying? Don't look at her Lauren! Don't! Just don't!'