Fifth Harmony Imagines

L.M.J.: Games (II)

I'm so horrible at updating, oh my god. I have a very good reason, though. I'm finally done with school, so expect more updates!

Here's Part 2 of the Lauren one-shot. Forewarning, I'm slightly embarrassed by this smut, so don't judge me.

Oh, and listen to the song while you read it.

On a side note.

Lauren's :) selfies :) lately :) have :) been :) killing :) me :). I swear to god, that girl is gonna give me a damn heart attack

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Your P.O.V.

After leaving me ridiculously turned on, Lauren ran back upstairs, slamming the bedroom door shut behind her.

That little devil. I knew she was gonna get me back eventually, but not like this.

Groaning, I stood up, yanking the bandana until it loosened enough for my hands to slip out. Damn, she tied those things tight.

I quickly cleaned up the mess of food we made, making a mental note to make a trip to the store this weekend.

"Lauren!" I yelled, walking up the stairs. The door was locked, my frustration apparently evident since I heard her adorable giggle from inside. "Oh, so you're laughing at me now?"

She laughed louder, a small smile making its way onto my face.

I couldn't resist her cuteness. Let's be real, who can?

"How do you even do that?"

"Do what?"

"Go from the most adorable human being on the planet to a frustratingly seductive one?"

Honestly. It was unreal how she can switch in 2 seconds flat.

"Magic." I rolled my eyes, resting my forehead against the cool wood. I'm starting to believe she was real. There's no way someone can be that attractive, intelligent, talented, etc., all at once.

"Can you let me in, please?"

"Nope."

"Please?"

"Nu-uh."

"Pretty please with me on top?"

"Hell no."

I sighed obnoxiously. "Lauren Michelle. I need to get ready for Mani's party. It's already 5."

"That's why we have a guest room, Y/N." She teased. Lauren had always been one, but I didn't know she'd take it this far.

I rubbed my temples, attempting to soothe the ache in my head. I admit, I brought all of this on myself, but she wasn't making it easier.

"Fine." I grumbled, stomping grumpily down the hall.

This is going to be one hell of a night.

* * *

"Dinah, I fucking hate you right now."

After a long, reflective shower, I decided to blame Dinah. She gave me the idea, after all. Technically, I didn't have to do it, but these girls are extremely persuasive.

Literally, every single one of them.

Ally, making me pray with her, Normani dragging me to her dance studio, Camila and I doing a Banana Eating contest. Now Dinah.

The Camila thing was awful. I haven't picked up that yellow fruit in months.

"Whoa there, Grumpy Pants. Chill. I didn't do anything." She had the nerve to laugh at me, making me almost trip while putting my underwear on.