Grow Old Without You (Chapter 4)
HEADLINES: Lauren Jauregui, part of the Grammy Award girl group Fifth Harmony is back in Miami! Is she back to rehearse for the farewell tour?
Fifth Harmony, back together for their Farewell Tour!
Lauren Jauregui, secret daughter. Reason why she left Fifth Harmony?
Mini Jauregui! Lauren Jauregui back in the US sporting a Mini Me!
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LAUREN NOW
I woke up from the my phone ringing on my neck. I fell asleep talking to Keana last night about our run in with the paparazzi. I guess I fell asleep while she was talking about her shoot, that I dropped my phone on my neck. I answered the phone, not even looking the ID, as I felt Kara snuggle closer to me. It was bad when we came home, and she wouldn't let go of me. We went straight to my old room, and shared my childhood bed. The same bed I shared with Camila when we were having sleepovers. Anyway, the phone call.
"Hello?" I whispered, I feel my eyes slowly closing.
"Lauren Michelle, open your fucking phone right now. I sent you pictures from articles. Your child is on every magazine and paper in America. Hell, she might be making the morning news right now, so get your ass up and fix this." Keana screamed at the phone, waking me up instantly. Did I hear her right? Kara's in the headlines?!
"What are you saying? Kara is what?!" I couldn't believe this is happening right now.
"Open your TV! I am coming there in 2 days." Keana said as she shut the phone. I slowly wobbled out of Kara's grip as I ran to the TV room, opening the TV. Keana was right. Kara's face is in the news in every channel. What the fuck am I gonna do? This is not how I want to tell my daughter about my past, the reason why I left the group and went to Italy. This is not how I want her to meet her mom and her sister.
"Laur. There are a hundred of Paparazzi's outside. What's happening?" Taylor said as she sat on the couch sitting beside me. I felt tears welling up my eyes as I pointed to the TV screen that has Kara and I's recent airport madness, videos included. "Oh god." I heard Taylor sigh as she put her arm around me. She understands what Kara has to go through, what I have to go through to fix this. And the way to fix this involves me setting my feelings and emotions aside and just act upon what's best for my child, even if it will break my heart.
"My phone's blowing up from calls from Management. What the hell is going on." My dad said as he marched in the living room, seeing me in tears. He saw the TV screen with Kara's face in the headlines, still talking about how I've hidden her for the past 10 years. "Oh goodness." He sighed as he walked to my enveloping me in one of the tightest hugs he's given me in the span of 10 years. "Everything's gonna be alright, Darling." He whispered to my ear as I broke down in his arms.
Kara and Lana's best interest has been the Jauregui's and Cabello's main priority. My dad asks updates about Lana from Alejandro and Sinu, and they do the same on Kara. We always have a mutual ground on how we want them to live normally, and out of the spot light. Out of the Divorce mess that Camila and I are still in, and out of the fame's mess that would potentially break them. We never talked about how are we going to tell them about each other, and how are we going to address the "other parent" questions, but now that they're getting bigger and wiser, and under this circumstance we might have to think about it, and talk through it.
"Baby, I called Sinu, and they'll contact Camila so she could fly here with Lana. We need to get these things settled before it turns into a big mess." My mother said as she kissed my head. I was still in my fathers arms, loving every minute of protection. I maybe 32 years old, but a father's hug is a father's hug.
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Grow Old Without You (A Camren Story)
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