Lauren Jauregui
"Uh, so.." Luke started awkwardly.
"You really didn't need to come over, you know that right?" I said in annoyance, still not allowing him to come into the bus.
"Zach told me to.." He trailed off. "Can I please come in?.."
"No, please leave."
"I just got here, come on." He tried again. "Please?"
"I didn't drive all this way for nothing." Luke continued. "If you don't let me in, should we go-"
"You, you should go." I sighed.
I wasn't exactly in the best mood. Being kicked out of my band's show? Yeah, that's something to be mad about. But, being forced to date some random guy that management sets you up with while your already in a serious relationship with someone else? That's stressful.
"Look, I just want to get to know you better so we don't hate each other while doing," Luke paused to find words, "this dating thing, I guess."
"I get it, Luke. I really do. But, please not today." I held my head. "I have a headache right now and-"
"I can take care of you." He suggested.
I laughed at his attempts to stay. "You're really persistent."
"Is that a yes?" He wiggled his eyebrows jokingly.
I smiled slightly. "Okay, fine." I opened the door to the Fifth Harmony tour bus. "Welcome to mi casa."
"Excuse me?" He blinked clearly confused by what I had just said.
"It's Spanish for my home." I clarified and turned to him. "Didn't you take Spanish in high school?"
"I dropped out." Luke shrugged.
Luke Hemmings
The girl's tour bus was much larger than I had expected it to be, and much different than ours. One of their walls were decorated with colorful tape and pictures of them with captions of the location or what they were doing. I thought about how hard it would be to actually set it up. I walked down the aisle that was surrounded by bunks, also decorated. I walked to the back room of the bus and looked at the messy room. There were two cases that were unpacked, yet open and filled with what I presumed to be dirty socks.
"Hmm, well sorry about that." Lauren chuckled and kicked them aside. "We're kinda messy here."
"This is nothing compared to Michael's room." I said with a tint of sarcasm.
She laughed in response and opened her mouth to speak. Before she could say anything the tune of 'Best Song Ever' by One Direction came on, which I am assuming is her ringtone. She motioned me to wait for a minute while she talked to whoever was on the other end.
"Hey, you." Lauren said, awkwardly walking in the other direction. I heard muffled sounds coming from the other line.
"Yeah, yeah I'm doing great." She replied. "I'm hanging out with Luke right now, actually."
"Yeah, him." Lauren turned around to look at me, and said "Oh yeah! You guys went on tour with them!"
So she's either talking to someone in Hot Chelle Rae or One Direction. I thought to myself.
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Publicity // Luke Hemmings & Lauren Jauregui
Fanfiction"We'll do it." Those three words triggered the start of this entire adventure. It's amazing how those three words meant so much to this. Why Luke agreed? Beats me. Did I take anyone's advice? No one gave me any.
