Publicity // Luke Hemmings & Lauren Jauregui

Chapter Nineteen | Alcohol's Aftermath

Lauren Jauregui

I woke up, head aching, along with my mind racing. What the hell did I do last night? I looked around, I was safe in my bunk. What? I just sighed, laying back down on the pillow.

I opened up my phone. The bright light making my eyes pained.

Justin: (1) Missed Calls, (5) New Messages

Rena: (1) New Messages

Luke: (4) Missed Calls, (13) New Messages

I bit my lip, remembering that I called off the project. I had no need to talk to him, no right.  I opened up Justin's messages, ignoring everyone else's, reading them to see what he had to say.

From Justin:

What did I do?

From Justin:

Did Selena tell you?

From Justin:

I'm sorry, I just didn't think you'd find out, I just missed you and everything.

From Justin:

She meant nothing. Please don't do this.

From Justin:

Please, don't leave me. I need you.

My mouth parted slightly, realizing what he was saying; he cheated. That fucking bastard. Anger flooded my thoughts, I wanted to scream, pull my hair out. Nothing was going well on my side of the story, why? Why can't I have a happy ending? A Prince Charming?

To Justin:

That wasn't the reason why we were breaking up. But thanks for giving me another reason. And one last thing! I don't need you, fuck off.

I threw my phone down the bunk, huffing loudly. He cheated on me. He fucking lied, telling me he'd wait, take care of the apartment for me -- for us.

There's no us with anyone anymore is there?

I let go of Luke, he's happy with Rena. And yes, I wanted to end things with Justin, but on good territory. He was one of Dinah's closest friends, as with me and the other girls. I didn't want to break his heart, I didn't want to break mine. I let the tears slide down my cheeks, makeup running down with them. I whispered to myself, "Why me? Give me a break, why do I have to have the hell of everything?"

I slid the curtain to the bunk open, wondering how I had gotten home in the first place. I sighed, finding it was still early in the morning. I checked my phone again, 4 AM.

I wiped my eyes until they were completely free of any moisture, I couldn't let anyone see me like this. Weak. I let out another sigh, standing from the comfort of the bunk, then walking into the other room that held food and drinks. I opened the cupboards, pulling out a plastic water bottle. I opened the wood drawer, finding loads of medicines that were thrown there just in case. Pulling out an aspirin and taking on, I chugged the water down with it.

"Please?" I heard someone say, raising an eyebrow I walk forward, straight to the front of the bus.

"It's a simple plan, really. Just break the two up!" The owner of the voice was Camila.

"Mike and Miranda are in on it, too." She adds, hoping to get whoever was on the other line to comply to her plan.

"Luke isn't in love with her, yeah, I know, but I can't do that!" I heard the voice practically yell into the phone, "I can't do that, love. You have to think about Rena's sake here, she loves him, she's happy, and he's happy with her! I can't break the two up I'm sorry."