Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Nurse Lauren

Prompt: Its time for the dreaded medical checkup you have to attend now that you're seventeen. Only this one's a bit more R-rated ;)

“Come on guys, I'm SEVENTEEN. I've only had sex TWICE. I don't need a full body checkup anymore!"

Maybe throwing in the past about only having sex twice wasn't the best option as my mom turned around in the passenger side seat, giving me a “We WILL be discussing this later," look.

In my defense, I wasn't at ALL happy about being dragged to yet ANOTHER full body checkup. Last years checkup was the WORST. The attractive, voluptuous nurse Dinah Jane got promoted to working with the kids at St. Jude's which was fine and all for HER, but her patients weren't left well off. An old, gray haired man in the ending years of his life named Mr. Hunt took her place and practically scared all the patients away.

“It's OKAY this time Y/N," my dad added, keeping his focus trained on the road. “Mr. Hunt retired, they hired someone else whose a little more AGE appropriate."

Yeah, because he really retired due to his “age".

After one of the other female patients complained about being “felt up", more started coming out about their encounters with the pedophile and all of a sudden - POOF. The man's retired and living somewhere in Europe away from public scrutiny and shame.

“Great," I replied sarcastically. “I only hope THIS one can keep their hands to THEMSELVES."

My heart sank as we pulled up in front of Memorial Medical Center, a local clinic/hospice that catered to regular checkups and the sick elderly. Citrus Springs was a VERY economic compacted town. It sat in nowhere California and resided comfortably with only a thousand people.

Talk about a small town.

“Alright honey, we're going to sign these forms and come back in an hour when the checkup is finished. Don't give the nurse a hard time okay?"

I gave in, nodding my head with a breathless sigh as my parents filled out the excess paperwork, scrolling through Tumblr in my twenty minute wait to be “examined."

“Y/N Y/L/N?" A surprisingly feminine voice called out. My parents gave me a quick kiss to the cheek and walked out of the clinic, leaving me alone in the hands of a health care “professional".

“Might as well get this over with." I mumbled, placing my phone in my pocket as I made my way towards the raven haired woman with her gaze locked on a clipboard.

“You called for me?" I sarcastically asked as if I hadn't had the time of day to FORMALLY introduce myself.

“Yes I did," her husky voice lingered in my ears, making me wonder how her face compared to the sound of her voice. “Right this... r-right this way." She stuttered as our eyes locked.

She had intimidating green eyes similar to mine with long, raven colored hair that cascaded down her back. Her obviously toned body was fitted by a nurses uniform that hugged her curves perfectly, and the red lipstick on her lips looked like it was begging to be smudged by my lips. Her hips swayed as she walked, my gaze focused on the swell of her ass that bounced with every SINGLE movement.