Lauren Imagines

Tag, youre it

Y/N POV

Wake up, get ready, go to Starbucks, and then go to work. It is the same everyday. My timing was about the same. The same drink with the same cashier. Today I wanted to do something different.

I walk pass Starbucks catching some confused looks being thrown my way. I been doing the same routine for 3 years so this is a pretty big change up. I make my way over to the park with the coffee that I made at home in my hands. I spot a bench that had a perfect view of the lake.

"Tag you're it" I hear and feel a tap on my shoulder. The sensation was alarming yet calming. I turned and was met with a pair of green eyes staring into mine.

"What" I said breaking the stares

"I said tag ,you're it " she said and I step back to get a better look at her features. She was quite a sight. With her black raven hair that drapes over her shoulders to her long ravishing legs that were bare.

"I'm confused" I spoke

" Play a game with me" why would a grown gorgeous adult want to play a game and with me . Like wtf!

"Tag"

"Why tag" I say

"Because tag is a analogy for touching someone but never really touch their soul but resting more weight upon their shoulders. It's for a book I'm writing. I need to play the game in order to write about it" I never thought about it in that way before. Her mind must be beyond advanced . So pretty and smart maybe I will play her little game.

"Tag, you're it" I say tapping her shoulder and running away

We played for about an hour running around and hiding behind trees. We soon stopped the game from exhaustion.

"What time is it" I say losing track of time

" 10:30" she spoke with her raspy voice

" oh shit I'm late for work I have to go" I say in a panic realizing I was about 45 minutes late

"Wait what is your name" she ask with pleading eyes

"Y/N and what's your name" I say in a rush

"Lauren"

"I hope you have an ideas for your book now lauren" I say packing my stuff

"I got everything I need" she says with the biggest smile on her face

LAUREN POV

Y/n rushed off to work but she forgot something very important. Her phone! How am I suppose to give it back to her? I look through the phone and found out that she works at a record label. I rush over to the building that wasn't that long of a jog. When I got there I was met with the receptionist.

"Does y/n work here" I spoke timidly

"Do you have a reservation with the boss?" She is the boss here. Wow y/n must be smart to run a record label.

"No but I have her phone could you maybe-"

"Lauren" the girl from the park appears from the elevator

"Y/n y- you left you phone at the p-ark" why am I so nervous all of a sudden to talk to her

"Oh my gosh thank you. How can I repay you?"

"A date would be nice but it's whatever " I say under my breath hoping she didn't here me

"A date would be awesome" she says making me blush

"I already put my number in your phone" I then feel my phone buzz in my back pocket

Y/n: 'Tag, you're it'

A/N
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