Viridescent Flares

53

The next morning, we had to wake up early for a local radio run and since Timothy didn't live with us anymore, Daniel offered to drive us to the venue but I told him not to bother, knowing that he would have to wake up earlier than he should.

"Baby, hurry up, we're going to be late," I said from the other side of the door of the bathroom, waiting for Lauren to finish.

"I'm almost done!" She said, and I couldn't help but laugh at her cute voice.

Yesterday made me realize that I shouldn't be scared of thinking ahead for my future. I learned that Lauren would be someone who would either stay, or runaway . . . but always with me. She'd always choose to stay on my side no matter what the situation is. Although it was also assuming that we'll be together until the end, I thought that it wouldn't hurt as long as I know my limitations. Besides, I'd find a way to make us work even with the fights we'd have. I'll never give this relationship up knowing that I'm finally able to think for a future. I am committed to Lauren now—to us.

"Y/n," I heard a voice called and I shook my head to see the love of my life standing before me.

"I'm sorry, did you say something?"

"You seemed to be thinking something too deep. What was it?" She asked, her hand reaching out for my own comfortingly. "Is there something wrong?"

I smiled, appreciating her warmth. "Nothing, babe."

Only if she knew that I was already thinking of how big our bedroom would be, and the rooms of our future children.

"Okay," she said, giving my hand a squeeze before letting it go. "Well, I was asking for your opinion on how do I look? Is it okay? Do I look fat?"

I furrowed my brows before stepping back a bit, scanning the outfit of her choice and immediately shaking my head. "No, baby, you look great."

She was wearing a cream white sweater with a sunflower design, black leather jeans with her heeled boots. And who is Lauren Jauregui without her beanie? Right. That's not Lauren Jauregui.

"You always look great," I said, smiling reassuringly at her before placing a kiss on her forehead. "Ready to leave?"

She nodded almost excitedly and took my hand, pulling me out the door.

➳

"Before we invited you here in our radio run, we made a research about your relationship and we noticed that you don't interact that much during interviews and you're a lot sweeter on your social medias. What does that mean?" The host of the radio run, Rex, asked with a strong British accent.

"Well," Lauren said, playing with her ear piercing as she looked at Rex, "we try to contain our affection for each other every interview we have with the other girls, because we're there as a girl group and not as a couple. There are several interviews that we have only for the two of us and that's the time given for us to be affectionate with each other. I mean, we don't even have to be affectionate in front of everyone just to prove that we're girlfriends or we're—we're in love with each other."