Y/n pov
I took the joints out of the cigarette carton and rotated them around in my fingers, contemplating whether to light them or not. It's not like anyone would know if I did anyway. I decided to use them, so I walked out to my backyard and sat in a cushion chair. I removed the lighter from my pocket and placed the joint between my lips before lighting it. I almost instantly felt myself calm down as I let myself relax and lean back against the chair. I grabbed the remote to the projector and the TV and turned on Netflix.
Halfway through the movie I chose, I realized my phone had been buzzing beside me and also that I had smoked way more than I intended to. I opened up my phone and saw Lauren had called and texted multiple times, but I also saw a text from Ariana.
From: Grande
Hey, we should hangout tonight
To: Grande
I have a girlfriend so fuck off
She didn't reply right away so I decided to check Lauren's messages.
From: Lauren
I'm sorry I forgot to text or call you. It lasted longer than I thought
From: Lauren
I saw your interview. You did amazing.
From: Lauren
Are you ignoring me
From: Lauren
I'm coming over if you don't answer me soon
From: Lauren
Thats it. I'm coming over. I'll be there in an hour
When I finished reading Lauren's messages Ariana replied making me forget about Lauren's last message.
From: Grande
Not for long...
To: Grande
What the fuck is that supposed to mean? What are you planning to do?
From: Grande
Oh trust me, I won't do anything. It'll happen soon. She's hiding something from you.
I stopped texting her because I got aggravated from her mysterious bullshit. Everything was still pretty hazy when I heard someone at my front door. I groaned and slowly walked towards the front door. I took money out my pocket expecting it to be the pizza delivery guy since I ordered some during the movie. There was another knock on the door before I got there so I yelled that I was coming and to chill out. I swung the door open and stared at the money in my hand, counting it.
"So how much are the two pizzas?" I question still looking at the bills.
"Two pizzas all for yourself?" I heard a familiar husky voice say. My eyes shot up from the money to see Lauren standing there and not the pizza guy like I thought.
"U-um uh yeah. I'm just super hungry, you know. Haven't eaten all day." I lied. She can't know I was smoking.
"And your eyes being red? What's your excuse for that, huh?" I just looked down and avoided eye contact with her. My right hand cupped the back of my neck and slightly rubbed it as my left hand went into the front pocket of my pants.
"So you don't respond to me all day because you're too busy getting high?" She exclaimed when I stayed silent. "So you care more about getting fucked up than you do your own girlfriend!?"
"Jesus, Laur, I didn't know I had to interact with you every second of every damn day." I tried to stay calm, but I'm getting really pissed really fast. I was getting mad from her yelling at me and in the back of my mind was Ariana's message saying Laur was hiding something.
"You should atleast acknowledge me when I've been trying to reach out to you all day. That's kinda how a relationship works!"
"In case you didn't know, Lauren, I've never exactly dated anyone before and we have only dated like a week. So excuse me if I'm having a little difficulty trying to figure it all out!" By now my jaw was clenched and my fists were balled up at my sides, but even though I'm pissed I would never hit Lauren. As much as I would like to think I would never hurt her, I needed to leave before I did, whether it be physically or verbally. I walked over to the garage before grabbing a pair of keys and running to the car of the keys I had grabbed, which was the Camaro. I jumped into the car and sped out the driveway, hearing Lauren yelling for me to come back and how it wasn't safe for me to drive in my current state. I ignored all of her yelling and kept driving away.
When I made it to my hidden place where I took Lauren the first time we hung out, I quickly parked and ran to the little pond. I walked over to the bank and sat down with my knees up and my arms wrapped around them. By now the effects had worn off and I sat there thinking about what just happened. I could feel my phone vibrating in my pocket so I took it out and the last thing I saw before turning it off was multiple texts and calls from Lauren and even some from Scott.
All I thought about was Ariana's texts about Lauren lying to me and hiding something. What was she hiding from me? Was she cheating on me? I immediately clenched my jaw and tensed at the thought. I stood up and walked back to my car and opened the glove compartment, grabbing the pack of cigarettes and the lighter I kept in there. I walked back to my previous spot before sitting and lighting the cigarette and taking a long drag. I closed my eyes, relaxed, and let my fingers fiddle with my necklace.
What the hell happened to my good luck?
A/N I'm sorry it's later than I meantfor it to be published, but I have exams and stuff. Comment and vote. As awesome as the votes are, I want to see more comments even if its just a random one about nothing even relevant to the book.
