What You Need (Lauren/You)

Ch. 16: 1000 Hands

Lauren POV.

My mom and Camila rushed to the giggling mess that was y/n. [a/n: I don't know why, but whenever I get hurt I laugh]. Everyone's attention was now on her, so I was free to laugh at her as much as I wanted.

"Lauren, quit laughing at her." My father scolded, but I could tell he was holding in a laugh of his own.

"Are you okay?" My mother asked, concern evident in her voice. She and Camila both helped her up.

"Physically; yes." Y/n nodded. She stumbled a little before she regained her balance and made her way back to her bed.

"What's your name?" My sister asked curiously.

"I'm y/n." She said, "I was with Lauren."

"With her when?" Someone asked. I looked to the corner of the room, where the voice came from, and rolled my eyes when I saw Brad. He was standing there with his eyes glued to his phone. He was clearly oblivious to the entire situation.

"He's a keeper." Y/n said sarcastically.

"I'm Dinah Jane and I think we are going to be great friend." Dinah introduced herself to y/n. I rolled my eyes at my best friend and my hopefully-future-girlfriend as they started a conversation together.

Eventually, all my friends were engaged in the conversation. Y/n kept Camila, Normani, Dinah and Ally all laughing. My friends seem to like her.

My parents approached me, seeing as they waited for everyone else to leave me alone, I knew they were going to ask me what happened.

"Lauren," my mom sat on the edge of my bed, placing one hand on my knee. "I know you just got back, and I know you probably don't want to talk about it, but we need to know what happened." She said calmly.

I felt tears sting my eyes as I thought about everything that happened. Getting attacked in that back alley. Getting sedated. Waking up in some random lunatic's basement. Being forced to have sex with y/n. My hair . . . My beautiful, precious hair.

I felt tears start to stream down my cheeks. I looked down at my hands and shook my head softly. "I don't want to talk about it." I murmured.

"Lauren, I understand that but-"

"I don't want to talk about it!" I snapped. My voice was trembling, by now the chatter in the room had stopped and all eyes were on me.

I was only seconds away from full-on sobbing. I pulled my knees up to my chest and hid my face.

In an instant, everyone was surrounding me.

"Laur, what's the matter?"

"Talk to us, Lo."

"We're here for you, Lauren."

We're some of things people tried soothing me with.

I felt someone climb into bed with me. They wrapped their arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

"You're okay, Laur. You're safe now." Y/n's soothing voice whispered in my ear.

"Tired, tired, you're all I want, yeah
It'll be 'til the end, give me nothing I've ever tried
It'll be the perfect sin, something like the truest lie
Everywhere somehow, the only place I'll ever be
As long as you hold me down, oh such a liberty

Warm me with your touch, pressure from your fingertips
Never be enough, I'll do nothing but submit

I just wanna feel a thousand hands from you, only you
Can you make me feel a thousand hands from you, only you?

Grab a hold of my soul and make me feel complete within
you'll be the one to show these goosebumps on my skin
I'll wear my heart on my sleeve, I need you to feel the pain
Would you take a bullet for me? Cause you know I'll do the same

Warm me with your touch, pressure from your fingertips
Never be enough, I'll do nothing but submit

I just wanna feel a thousand hands from you and only you
Can you make me feel a thousand hands from you and only you?

I just want to feel a thousand, from you
A thousand hands from you
Just wanna feel a thousand
A thousand hands from you
Feel a thousand hands from you"

By the time she finished singing the super amazing, fantastic song, I was cuddled up to her.

"That song was pretty fucking dope." Normani said, looking at us in awe.

"What the fuck did I just watch?" Dinah asked, looking lost.

Leave it to Dinah to ruin a moment.

[a/n: wHo sHIPS
CAMREN??👀]