Thank You For Saving Me // Stauren

chapter twenty one

Steven's P.O.V
We were in the cab. Arriving to the airport. To go home. That's all we wanted to do, but we knew for a fact there would be paparazzi there... And we were right.
"Right. We're here."

As we walked into the airport, there was nothing... Where were they? Me and Lauren went through the security and put our backs through the check out thingy so we didn't have to carry them. We walked through the airport minding our own business before being bombarded by a group of paparazzi's along with a bunch of questions.

"Why did you keep it a secret?"
"Did you cheat on your boyfriend Lauren?"
"Steven, Did you cheat on your girlfriend?"
"How long has this been going on?"
"Is there anymore secrets to tell?"

The flashes were blinding.

Lauren's P.O.V
Questions. Questions. Questions. I said nothing. After around twenty seconds my vision went blurry and so did my hearing all I could see was flashes, and blurred faces. I held Steven's hand tight as I started to hyperventilate. In other words I couldn't breath. I felt so closed in. Until I could here Steven's voice...

"Hey... Laur... Ju... foll... me... do not... le... g..." I couldn't hear him clearly as the hearing was still blurred but I heard him more louder than the paparazzi.

We soon got away when they weren't aloud to go any further without a ticket. My hearing, breathing and vision went back to normal but I still was zoned out. I stared at the floor, still being pulled along by Steve. Until I stopped in place and couldn't move. I felt so guilty. I kept this from pretty much everyone but the cast.

"Laur, c'mon..." He tried walking on but I still wouldn't move. That's when he grabbed my hands and looked into my eyes. "It's ok... They may know about us. But it'll be gone in around a week, and we'll be back to normal. I promise." I slightly nodded to him before we walked on and bordered the plane.
I sat at the window again. Somehow, the view from a plane made me feel better. I guess it distracts me from the problems we have.
The ride seemed to go on forever. I felt more and more sick as we stayed on the plane. I was also thinking about how many paparazzi's there'll be at the airport because no doubt there will be. Steven grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers, as the pilot announced that we would be landing in 10 minutes. I'm glad he was there.

We walked through the airport. No one looking or staring. Good sign, right? WRONG! As soon as me and Steven stepped outside, we were caved in by around 10-15 paparazzi people. All the flashes made me flinch until I couldn't take it anymore. There questions panicked me more and more until I broke down. Tears streamed my face and I couldn't breath. I also couldn't move much.

"St.. Ste... Steven!" I shouted over the millions of questions. He pulled me out of the crowd with our bags as we got in a cab and drove off. I was still finding it hard to breath in the car and I couldn't stop crying, no matter how much Steve tried to soothe me.

We got back to the apartment and I just sat on the couch in a ball. Today had been horrible. I was still feeling sick, I couldn't stop crying, being harassed by the press and the big "everyone knows" deal.
It wasn't that late. Around 7ish and I wasn't tired I wanted to go out for a walk or something to calm me down. So, I decided to change my clothes so I could but as I walked pass a window I saw them. The press! They won't leave us alone! I'm sick of it!! I can't deal with them, even if they were across the road. I just give up with them all. I went to the bedroom and laid on the bed. I think Steven was in the kitchen making a coffee or something like that. I turned to face away from the door as I silently sobbed, not knowing what to do. I needed to go out and get something, but I couldn't risk getting caught. So I got out my phone and asked Emily...

Steven's P.O.V
I finished up in the kitchen and made my way to get a shower, until I walked by the bedroom Lauren was in. I heard her, quietly crying. I thought instead of leaving her alone, I'd try to... Well I don't exactly know but I'm sure it's better than her being alone. Before we were together she was alone most of the time when I wasn't there. So I guess I kinda feel guilty.
I knocked on the door before walking in.

"Laur? You ok?" I asked quietly.

"Mhmm..." When she answered I could tell she had been crying.

"You want me to leave you alone?" I asked just in case.

"No. Don't leave..." She sounded like she was begging which made me feel so sad.

"Ok... I won't." I went laid down next to her as she turned over to face him.
"Babe why have you been crying?" It took her a while to answer after I asked.

"I just don't want them to be around anymore. I can't go anywhere and I hate it." She sobbed.

"I know, me too." I hated to see her so upset. She's been through so much, and the past few days she hasn't been that happy which makes me feel like I'm failing.
After around 15-20 minutes she fell asleep on my chest. I kissed her forehead which made her smile. That also made me smile too.

--A/N--
Ok so this is a long chapter and got super sad. Idk why I did this buuuuuut all well
Peace out ✌🏼️