Birthday Lap Dance (G!P / Laurmani)

Part II of II

A/N: Several people either asked for a second part or a full book. I'm only doing a second part, and I really don't care if you like it. 

I woke up to someone banging on the door. My first instinct was to jump out of the bed and answer it, but that turned out to be a mistake. A sharp pain hit my temple, and I fell right back down on the bed. Someone started stirring under the sheets, and it freaked me out until I noticed it was Normani. She pulled the sheets down from her face and glared at me angrily as if to say, "How dare you wake me up so rudely?" Does she not have a top on? And, where are my clothes? Did we...? Oh, yes we did.

"Guys, it's one already. We have to take off in an hour." I could hear Ally shouting through the door.

"We'll be out soon," I shouted back. "Ow. Fuck!" Yelling made the pain in my head even worse. I then reached over to shake Normani. "Come on, Mani. We have to shower and pack."

"I feel terrible," she mumbled.

"Me too, but we have to go."

Normani groaned and struggled to sit herself up. "Ew! What is this gooey stuff in the bed?" She paused to look own at herself and then looked me up and down. "Wait. Why are we naked?"

"Why do YOU think we're naked?" I asked sarcastically.

Normani could be a little ditzy at times. It took a few moments for it to click. "Oh my god. This is weird."

"You didn't think it was weird to give me a lap dance?" I asked.

"No. Not really," she answered.

"Whatever, Mani. You can take a shower first."

I really wanted to sleep a little more, but I needed the time to pack my stuff. After Normani finished showering, I went in to take mine. When I got out, I did a half-assed job of blow drying my hair and dressed. Normani packed while I was bathing. Right at 2:00 pm, Ally knocked on our door to let us know it was time to go. She was always the one to keep us on time.

Over the next couple of weeks, we did some interviews, performed at some shows, and prepared for our Summer Reflection Tour. Fortunately, no one asked us what Normani got me for my birthday. She was acting weird around me, though. She even started rooming with Dinah forcing me to room with Camila, who was really messy. We weren't having our usual late night talks. She didn't sit with me to watch the news. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was feeling awkward about what happened on the night of my birthday.

During the tour, we still did interviews for promotion. During one of them, the interviewer asked which one of us could teach him how to twerk. Ally named Normani and Dinah. I pulled Normani to the center and blurted out, "But, Mani can do tricks with her ass."

"I have a dress on," Normani complained.

"Who cares? That's even hotter," I said.

Normani got into position to give instruction to the interviewer, and I shouted, "Mani, do tricks!" But, she ignored me.

After the interview, we got in our van to be taken to our concert venue. Normani made sure she wasn't sitting next to me. This was getting annoying. I pulled out my phone to respond to text messages from my friends. Unexpectedly, a text popped up from Normani. We were in the same vehicle. Why was she texting me?

Normani: You can't say things like that in interviews.

Lauren: Like what?

Normani: Like I can do tricks with my ass. People will get suspicious.

I didn't bother with replying. She was getting on my nerves. This odd behavior continued for another two weeks until it became a different kind of odd behavior. I was in my bunk on the tour bus listening to music when Normani crawled in and cuddled with me.