The Dancer (Laurinah One-Shot)

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HEY LOVES ❤️

Here I present a cute little Laurinah one shot for a cute little birthday girl Smiley_Lovatic21 😁🎉

Happy Birthday and enjoy mija~
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Lauren stared at her reflection deeply. The girl before her was no punk and was not going to act like one. Even though deep down inside she was scared shitless, right now was her time to shine.

"Lauren Jauregui you are no pussy. You may eat them but you are not one. You are what you eat ! Wait-" The Cuban girl shook her head, starting over, "Lauren, this is a simple conversation. Do it just as planned. Nothing too flirty, nothing too pushy, just conversation."

For the past couple of weeks, Lauren had been enjoying her summer break back in Florida. Being a culinary student wasn't all fun and games, and being able to just lay back and finally relax was amazing. With her having this abundance of free time, the green eyed girl loved going to Busch Gardens to just let loose. Her inner child went wild at the theme park and loved it.

But what went even crazier, was her attention during the shows. Everyday there would be a show with dancers and one particular one caught her eye. With her slick blonde hair and God sculpted body, Lauren swooned at the mere thought of the mysterious girl. She didn't know her name nor even if she was into girls or not but Lauren was fascinated by her.

The Miami native looked sternly at her reflection, "It's just a conversation. You can do this. Right after the show, go up to her and just do it. You're Lauren fucking Jauregui, do you see yourself ? You're hot !" Lauren nodded, flipped her hair, and strutted away from the bathroom mirror only to come running back. Nervously, the girl ruffled up her hair, "Okay, fix your hair first, jeez."

"Mija ya nos vamos !" Clara yelled from downstairs making Lauren's heartbeat pick up. This was finally it, the moment she had been waiting for ever since last night. She could practically hear her best friend's voice cheering her on.

With one last check in the mirror, Lauren smiled and turned to go downstairs.

She was ready to see her girl.

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Fiddling with her fingers, Lauren nervously looked around, trying to calm her nerves. She was actually going to go up to the dancer after the show and give her the note. The simple note of:

You're honestly one of my favorite dancers and I've wanted to speak to you for a while. Here's my number, maybe we can be friends :)

-Lauren

"There she is !" Her mother nudged her, knocking her out of her reverie. There nearly in slow motion stepped the thick dancer wiping sweat from her brow as she quickly paced her way towards the concession stand, her hold on money evident.

Lauren gulped, instantly feeling her body quiver, "Matter of fact, I think I'll do this tomorr-"

"Oh no no no no," The Cuban woman stood up, yanking her daughter up by her arm, "I did not drive all the way over here for you to act like this. Vete niña !"

Nearly tripping flat on her face, Lauren gulped and made her way towards the dancer. Reaching into the front pocket of her cute overall shorts, the dark haired girl sighed. This was going to be just liked she practiced. A simple conversation. That's how it would be. Running her fingers through her hair, the Cuban girl finally stepped up behind the blonde girl.