Author's note:
Trigger warning at the bottom of this chapter proceed with caution. I'll tell you when we get close to it. If it's triggering stop when you see the second trigger warning.
Lauren's POV:
Driving to the restaurant with five people in a small black suv, is kind of hectic in a way. Dinah took over the radio while Ally drove, Norman is on her phone with someone, leaving Demi and Camila next to me in the way back of the SUV sitting awkwardly with Beyonce blaring around us.
Ever since overhearing Camila earlier I haven't been really receptive to Camila's attempt at conversation with me. I mean why would I? I didn't know what to say, what if what I overheard slipped out of my mouth while we were talking? So instead of embarrassing myself any further I just kept my head down while Ally drove to the restaurant.
Demi kept side eyeing me to make sure I was ok which I wasn't but that's nothing different to what I feel everyday. I feel like there's always something wrong with me. Am I over dramatic? Yes I am. I'm sure of it.
I didn't want to explain to her that I overheard Camila's conversation about me. That i have something wrong with me. Or that my anxiety was at all time high because of food I soon will be consuming.
I didn't want to eat, I just can't, maybe I can get a salad or something. No even that's still too much. I'm gonna gain so much from this dinner. Fuck! Then all my progress would have gone down the drain. And I can't have that. I worked too hard. I'm gonna have to work ten times harder now. Is that even possible though?
I could feel my anxiety in my hands if that makes since. Which I doubt. My hands felt funny, numb but not, sweaty and cold. I had this feeling of wanting to squeeze something to eliminate the weird feeling. They're warm but not to hot. My fingers were shaking. My heartbeat is fast which didn't surprise me, my breathing is surprisingly slow which wasn't normal if you're anxiety is high, well in my case it's not.
I'm scared what if they find out that I can't eat or that I don't want too? I'll be in so much trouble. Fuck I hate myself so much right now. Why can't I be normal? Is that too much to ask, for I don't think so.
All of a sudden I felt someone's hand on my shoulder causing me to jump up in fright and whip around and curl up in defense.
What the fuck?
"Woah, I'm sorry for scaring you little lady. You must be Lauren, I'm Max, Demi's body guard and now yours I guess. Nice to meet you." this so called Max said with a thick Australian accent, while giving me his hand to help me out of the car.
Body guard? Why? This confused me to no end. I didn't give him my hand instead I gave him a small simile in return. I didn't trust him so i didnt want to be near any male figure. I then tried to get out of the big car by myself.
Mistake number one . I lost my balance which led me to falling in someone's arms. It had to of been hers? Why just why, I not have any luck? Of course not its me Lauren Jauregui we're talking about. The klutz.
"Hey Lauren long time no see." Camila said while helping me stand upright. She was giggling and I honestly thought I died and went to heaven because that sound was heavenly. Wow. What the hell?
Clearing my throat, I pulled myself away from her and backed up too Demi who was taking to i believe his name was Max if I remember correctly.
Demi looked over at me and gave me a small smile and continued to talk to max. Dinah and Normani were up at the front with Ally. Camila was walking over to them when I heard a scream.
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