Bad Intentions

five.

One month later

I stormed through the cooperation building of the record label, heading towards Scooter's office. I was outraged by what I found out, and I needed to talk to him now.

He happened to be in a meeting, and bursted through the doors, scaring some people.

"Oh hey Lauren, I wasn't expecting you till five. Aren't you suppose to be at the video shoot?" He asked, standing up from his seat and walking towards me.

"Don't act like you don't know what happened." I said, pointing my finger at him.

All eyes were on us, and he looked at me confused. "Lauren, I'm kind of in a meeting." He whispered, walking me towards the door.

"I'm practically on the song for five seconds, how the fuck is this supposed to help my comeback?!" I said, turning and facing him before leaving.

"Lauren, we'll talk about it later. I'm in a meeting." He whispered, cracking the door and peeking his head out the door.

"Stop bullshitting me!" I raised my voice at him. The next second he shuts the door in my face.

I grunted, and hit the wall with the palm of my hand. I don't understand how this is helping my comeback, when I'm on a track for five seconds, and you can't even hear my vocals.

Since the last time I heard the track, there had been some major editing. Before, you could clearly hear my vocals, but now I'm in the background, basically harmonizing with Jilly. The only voice you hear is Zayn's.

As I was walking down the hallway, I was approached by someone I never thought I'd meet in my life. "Lauren right?" The brown eyed guy asked, holding his hand out in front of me.

"Y-yeah, I'm Lauren," I stammered, shaking his hand.

"I'm Ju-"

"Justin, I know who you are." I said, starstruck that he was actually in front of me. "Why are you here?" I asked him, shaking my head so I can get out of my trans.

"I'm just grabbing a few stuff. I'm here with my manager." He said, looking behind him but not seeing anyone. "Well she was here a second ago." He laughed.

"Aren't you at a new label?" I asked him, remembering reading something about him leaving this label to Lyon Records.

"Yeah, I actually am. There just holding some of my stuff, but she's got it handled." He said, waving his hand dismissively.

"Sorry Justin, I had to-" The woman paused as she walked up to us, and smiled at me. "Wow, is this Lauren Jauregui?" She asked, sticking her hand out for me to shake.

"Yeah, it's a pleasure meeting you Miss Lyon's." I said, shaking her hand. I was shaking one of the most powerful manager's hand in the world.

"Call me Cookie," she smiled. "I saw you earlier this morning and I was going to speak to you, but you seemed a bit agitated."

"I actually was," I mentioned, laughing lightly as I ran my finger through my hair.

"I heard you on the song with Zayn Malik." She stated, with a smile on her face.

"You actually heard me singing or you heard that I was on the track?" I chuckled, but actually wondering what she heard.

"I had to listen really carefully." She laughed. I frowned a bit and rolled my eyes. "You needed something way better than that. Like your own song, or a duet with someone." She suggested excitedly.