Dark Paradise (Camren)

The Hunt (5)

POV Lauren Jauregui

After spending some time with Taylor, she got a call, it was her "boyfriend", so she asked me to take her home, I was a bit disappointed, but I didn't want to disrupt her romance, after all, I had her age once and I know how exciting everything is. I thanked the heavens that Mike didn't come out to greet me, I said goodbye to Taylor with a big and tight hug promising to pick her up soon and spend some days at my house, I walked to my silver Volvo entering it, without further ado I started the car and left, escaping the place that once I called home, turning just around the corner I abruptly braked the car, squeezing the steering wheel, my eyes quickly watered and a few tears ran down my face, I leaned my head on the steering wheel, I don't believe that I wasn't being strong enough. "So many years have passed, Lauren" I murmured to myself, but going to that house really didn't do me any good, memories came in full force making me dizzy, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling as much air as I could and letting it out right after, trying to control myself and get rid of the mess that my head became in a few minutes.

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After my alarm went off, I cussed, indicating my bad mood that day, I slept alone and hadn't planned for it, I thought about calling Britt last night, but I thought it would be best to take some time apart after that little scene in the club, sometimes when things get out of my control I lose my patience and it was like this that I was this morning, without patience for anything.

I only drank a black coffee, made by me with such distaste that when I brought it to my mouth I felt my stomach turn and my body stiffen in alert, it was strong and bitter, like me that morning.

I grabbed my Volvo's keys and went towards the garage with my phone at hand searching for a phone number.

-Hello... - dragged the voice on the other side on the line.

-Be ready in 10 minutes, I'm coming.

-What? - it was all I heard before ending the call.

The streets of Miami were increasingly becoming harder to drive on, a lot of hurried and dumb people behind the wheel and that was making my day even worse. I was wearing dark sunglasses, my eyes burned and I was wearing combat boots, which made me cuss mentally, it was a hellish heat in that city and I'm sure I'd suffer.

I parked the car in front of the humble house and started honking, I hated arriving at someone's house and honk, I consider it rude, but really knowing Normani, if I don't honk until her neighbors complain, she would just leave me hanging for hours. Normani's curves passed by the door and damn, she looked deliciously sexy. Her breasts were being supported by a blood red bra, visible in her white shirt with a sentence from one of Ed Sheeran's songs and her really well drawn ass inside a black skirt. The noise her heels produced when they touched the ground was horrible, but bearable and by her face, I could also see that she was in a bad mood. Great, I wasn't in the mood to talk anyways.

-Can I know where we are going? - she asked as she opened the car's door.

-To Camila's workplace. - I answered starting the car, Normani was going to turn on the radio when I swatted her hand away.

-Ouchhh! - she grumbled - Why can't I turn on the radio?

-Music makes people happy and I just want to enjoy my bad mood today. - I said as picked up my bag from the back seat, without losing control of the car.

-You are going to kill us, Lauren. - muttered Normani.

-I want to die sooner anyways.

-God, you are such an asshole, don't talk to me today, I don't want to get upset. - she said and I threw my bag in her lap.