pretty hurts // laurinah

one

October 25, 2015♡
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I sighed impatiently as our van was stuck in the same exact spot behind a red light, just as it was 5 minutes ago. In these moments are why I hate Los Angeles but I hate everything so there's no difference. By the looks of it, I was the only that wanted to jump off the car and run to the airport. I'm probably the only sane person out of the five of us.

Today the four of us would be flying to Europe for our European part of tour. Camila will be flying in a tad bit later because she has some things to wrap up with Shawn since their song is releasing in like a month, I've never seen her so dedicated or so excited about any song. I'm still trying to figure out if that's a good thing or not.

We're all supportive of her, just like she would be for us but it's just different. It's just giving me this vibe that she isn't happy with fifth harmony anymore, fourth harmony sounds like her idea of a good life, but that's not confirmed so don't start a Twitter war.

I pulled my tinted sunglasses over my eyes blinding me from all the flashing lights as the four of us walked down the corridor to our first plane. It takes more than one plane to Europe actually if you didn't know.

Couldn't help but get anxiety when I rode planes especially fully packed ones like the one of many we would be riding today. I'm just an anxiety pron type of person, the slightest things freak me out, my uncle called me crazy at our family reunion because there was a wasp net.

I adjusted my hood as I ran into a middle aged man," Watch it you idiot," I heard him hiss before handing the lady his ticket. I frowned internally noting to pay more attention, I don't like it when people yell at me, makes me feel more of a burden than I already am.

The lady cleared her throat staring coldly at me with her hand out impatiently. " Oh sorry, here," I muttered quickly handing her my ticket. She snatched it from me and I'm pretty sure I heard her scoff as she bitterly stamped it.

She gave me back my ticket ushering me to leave her vision," Have a nice flight, uh Miss Jauregui." I cringed as she mispronounced my name, she was just a total snobby ass bitch. Not the first encounter with one of those.

I walked through the tunnel and onto the plane with out another word, from me or the others. That's what I love about them, they know when not to push it and ask questions. The same thing for all of us, that's probably why we haven't ripped each others heads off by now.

I plopped down in and shoved my bag under my seat in complete silence even though there was a thousand things on my mind right now. But that's ok sometimes, it's ok to have conversations with your head. So that's what happened for the first part of our adventure to a whole different world, well country.

Mani sat next to me humming to Beyoncé trying to make small talk but I didn't budge, I was mentally and physically drained  and really didn't feel like talking about things that weren't meant to talk about.
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By the time we were safely in Italy everyone was dead tired and the only thing that made us look alive was probably our fatal but beating hearts. To add our luck we had the EMAS in like 6 hours and Camila still wasn't here.

I groaned as someone's phone went off as I buried my head deeper into the pillow of the couch. Someone better have a good damn reason for disturbing my 3 hour sleep. " You gonna get that or what?" I asked bitterly.

I could feel Dinah's apologetical smile radiating my body," Sorry Lo I'll be back in a minute." I sighed in relief as she walked out of the room and it was dead quiet, just how I like it.

I think we are all fed up with Camilas shit and being late for everything nowadays. The band should always be her number 1 priority, but she thinks her little amazing duet with Shawny boy is way more important but I would beg to differ.