Based on my life lately... (except I don't have a girlfriend obviously)
My life has been a mess lately. Nothing's going right, school's been difficult, my family seems to be falling apart. The only stable thing is my relationship with my girlfriend, Lauren.
Lauren Jauregui. The love of my life.
Lauren and I met 4 years ago and have literally been inseparable ever since. My parents don't like her, not because she's a girl but because she's not exactly the best influence on me. Sure, Lauren smokes, has tattoos and piercings, but she has her priorities straight and she knows where she wants to go in life. Lauren's like a little puppy when you get to know her, if she'll let you get to know her, that is. She likes people believing the badass look and attitude she puts on.
Lauren's cares, she really does. She's always been there for me, she'll drop anything she's doing just to make sure I'm okay. And, right now, I'm not.
The tears are escaping from my burning eyes and running down my red cheeks. I just need Lauren, I always need Lauren. Picking up my phone, I unlock it, click on her name and dial her number. Lauren picks up within seconds, almost as if she was anticipating the call.
"Y/N, baby, what's up?"
"Lauren, I'm not okay. I need you, please come over here." I get out through ragged sobs.
"Hey, don't cry, babe. It's okay, I'll be right there. Do you want me to stay on the phone?" Her husky voice calms me as I hear her front door open and close.
"Please, I need to hear your voice. Hurry up." I plead, already hearing her start the car engine.
"I'm right here baby, it's going to be okay, I'm not leaving." I nod even though Lauren can't see me.
I crawl onto my bed, laying in the middle with my knees to my chest. Sobs rack through my body, and I hear Lauren whispering sweet nothings to try to calm me down. My eyelids start to get heavy and I feel myself falling into a deep slumber. I know Lauren has a key to let herself in so I allow myself to fall sleep, hoping I wake up in her arms.
It must've been hours later that I wake up. I find myself cuddled into the side of a very cosy Lauren. She's not dressed as she normally is, wearing grey sweatpants and only a sports bra. I can see her black sweater on the floor that she must've put on as she left her house.
Lauren's singing. It's our song. Photograph by Ed Sheeran. Her voice is soothing, I could just fall right back to sleep. But she stops, noticing I have woken up.
"Morning, sleeping beauty." She says one thing and already has me blushing. "Are you okay?"
My head is buried in the crook of her neck. I take a deep breath, her natural scent filling my nose. I could stay like this forever.
Nodding I reply, "I am now." Lauren chuckles and I can feel her hand rubbing up and down my spine.
"Good," She kisses my forehead, "now, do you want to tell me what's wrong, princess?" I love this side of her, it's the side only I see.
"Everything." I mumble and she sighs.
"How about we just run away together? Then everything would be perfect." Lauren suggests jokingly.
Giggling, I slap her chest and reply, "oh yeah, and then my parents would hate you even more than they do now."
"That wouldn't really matter though. They wouldn't be able to find us, we'd finally be free." I push myself up and straddle her waist.
"God, I love you so much." I whispered, staring into her mesmerizing green eyes.
"I love you too, babygirl." She replies, leaning in for a passionate kiss.
As we're kissing, I think about Lauren, everything she's been through with me and how I would never be able to repay her. We pull apart and I just sit there on her lap, staring.
She pulls me closer, sensing that I'm about to cry again. I burst into tears for the second time but this time, Lauren's here, just like she always is.
"Cry, babe, it's okay. Everything's going to be okay."
A/N: I mean, it's a bit over exaggerated.
- aimee
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