Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Something Cute

Lauren Jauregui and I have been together for about 8 months now, and it's going really good. Our relationship has been public from the start, and I do get hate, but it's not that hard.

I have a pretty happy-go-lucky personality, so I just don't let it get to me.

Right now, I'm on my way toLauren's place, to spend the day with her. She came back from tour a few days ago, and we've spent about every day together. I park next to her black Rage Rover, and hop out of my car. I knock on the door, and hear her yell form somewhere that it is open.

I open the door, put my coat on the hanger, and my bag down. "Babe? Where are you?" I call to Lauren . "In the kitchen!" She yells back. I giggle and go over to her. She is stood over the stove, stirring something. I wrap my arms around her waist, and she just continues stirring.

"What's cooking good looking" I say, making her laugh. "I'm making lunch. Stir fry." She says. "Hmm, it smells good!" I say. "Thanks. It's almost done, and then I can give you a proper welcome!" She says. I laugh at her. "OK, can I get you something to drink?" I ask Lauren. We are both very at home in each other's homes.

"Sure. Thanks babe." She says pecking you on the lips, and I go over to the kettle to make us some tea. I am waiting for the kettle to boil, and I quickly reply to a text from my mom. "Aaaand done!" Lauren says, flipping a lid onto the pot. I look up, and put my phone on the counter.

"So does that mean I get a proper welcome now?" She smirks, showing her dimples. She walks over to me, and wraps her arms around my waist. "Hi." She says smiling. I smiled to. "Hi." I say back. She laughs, and kisses me. "I missed you, you know?" She says as I pull back. "And I missed you to. Even if we did spend the entire yesterday together." I say laughing.

"Ha-ha, you're so funny!" She says sarcastically. I just smile, and she continues, "Now please get some plates, before I ban you from my kitchen." She threatens. I laugh and walk over to the cabinet that holds her plates. I stand on my tip toes and reach up, grabbing two plates. "Why do you keep the plates so high?" I ask as I set the plates down next to the stove. She laughs again, and kisses my cheek.

"Because not everyone is as short as you." She says.I gave him a look, and say, "Well, if I could be taller, I would." She grabs my wrist and pulls me closer to her chest. "No." She says. 'No' what?" I ask her. "You can't be taller. I like you like this. We match up perfectly." I smile and stand on my tip toes as she bends her head down a little, so I can reach her lips.

"That was real cheesy." I say. She just shrugs up her shoulders, and grins. "But it was cute." I continue. She kisses me again, but I pull back. "I'm hungry." I say. "Well, let's eat." She dishes up the food, and we sit on the couch in front of the TV. Lauren sits with her legs propped up on the coffee table, and I sit cross legged next to her.

"This is really good." I say to her. "Thanks. Maybe someday I'll give you cooking lessons." She jokingly offers. I smack her shoulder. "Hey! I can cook really well! I just burnt it that one time! And you were distracting me!" I say, referring to the time I cooked for us, and I accidentally burnt the food, because Lauren was being all sexy and walking around shirtless. Lauren throws her head back laughing, and I laugh too.

"Oh, so now it's my fault?" She asks once she regains his breath. "Yes!" I exclaim and she laughs some more. "Well Fine! If it's so funny, you pick out any dish, and we'll go get the ingredients, and I'll make it tonight, while you stay far, far away from me!" I challenge, shoving some of the food in my mouth. She laughs some more but agrees. After we finish eating, I take our plates to the kitchen, and pack them in the dishwasher. I go back to the couch, and cuddle up against her chest.

"Let's watch the cooking channel, so I can get ideas for tonight." She says. I giggle and nod my head against her chest. She sees some pasta with chicken and chillies, and recons it looks good."Ok, I'll make that, but my own variation." I say to her. She nods.

"Let's go get some stuff" she exclaims, and I smile sitting up. She dashes upstairs to put her shoes on, while I put my coat on. "Let's go babe!" Lauren says, picking me up, throwing me over her shoulder and carrying me to her car. I laugh and playfully hit her back. She puts me in the front seat, then walks around to get into the driver seat. I stir around to get comfortable, and then Lauren pulls away.

The store is about a 15 minute drive away, and two minutes into the drive, my phone rings. "It's my mom." I say. "Put it on speaker." Lauren says.

"Hi mom! You're on speaker!" I inform her, and she laughs. "I'm assuming Lauren is there?" She questions. "Hi Mrs (Y/L/N)!" Lauren says. "Hi." She greets. I hear my sister in the background yelling, and then my mom and sister are also on loud speaker. I laugh, "This is like a conference call!" I say, and everyone laughs.

"So what have you guys been up to?" My mom asks. "Well, not much, were on our way to the store now, because Lauren reckons I can't cook." I say. "I did not say that." Lauren quickly interjects. I laughs, and my mom and sister joins in. "What are you going to make?" My sister asks. "My chilli-chicken-pasta!" I proudly say.

"Oooh, that's good! Lauren , you better watch out!" She says, and we all laugh again. "So when are you coming to visit?" My sister asks me. I smile at Lauren , and think of the conversation we had the other day. "Well, I was thinking maybe you would come visit me over break?" I ask my sister. "What?" She asks, slightly shocked. Then Lauren takes over, "Well, we were thinking maybe I could fly you and your mom out over the brake. I have time off then, and (Y/N) has time off from work too, and then you could be here for Christmas and stuff, and you could see London?" She asks.

My mom and sister are shocked. "Are you sure Lauren ? I mean it's a lot of money?" My mother asks."Absolutely! You can just think of it as an early Christmas gift." I smile at the wonderful girlfriend I have.

'Thank you' I mouth to her, and she smiles. "Oh my gosh! Thank you Lauren! If I could see you, I would totally hug you now!" My sister yells. "Oh! And would I meet the girl's?" She asks. We laugh. "I'm sure we could arrange for something." Lauren says. We talk for a few more minutes, but then had to hang up because we got to the store.

"Thank you." I said leaning over and kissed her cheek."It's a pleasure. And can you believe it, after 8 months of dating; I'm finally meeting your mom and sister!" She says. I smile, "yeah. It's weird that you've only talked over the phone." later when we get to his house, we unload everything, "ok, I need to start in a little bit, so we have about half an hour cuddle time." I say leaning against the kitchen counter. Lauren rushes over to me, and wraps her arms around my waist, picking me up, and carries me to the couch.

"Let's not waste any time!" She says laying both of us down on the couch. When the show is done, I sit up. "Ok. I'm going to get down to business now. You just sit here and look pretty ok?" I ask her standing up and walking to the kitchen. "Whatever you say baby." She says and I can hear the smile in her voice. I am busy stirring the chicken when I feel two arms snake around my waist. "No. Go back to the couch. You're going to make me burn something again!" I say to her. She laughs, and kisses my cheek.

"Do you need some help?" She asks me. "Nope, you just go sit on the couch." I decline, and send her back to the living room. She laughs and slaps my bum as she walks out of the kitchen. I suddenly get a brilliant idea, and yell to Lauren , "If this comes out good, you're totally doing the dishes!" "Sure!" She yells back. I smile to myself, and continue making the food. When I put the dish in the oven to bake, I tidy up a little, and Lauren enters the kitchen again.

"It smells good." She complements, leaning up against her counter. "Yeah, and it's going to taste good to, and you're going to do the dishes!" I say, walking to her. She smiles and pulled me close. "You know what I just realised?" She asks as I stare into her eyes. "What?" She kisses my nose, and I scrunch up my face.

"I just love you more and more every time I see you." She says. I smiled, "I love you Lauren .""I love you too baby." Then she kisses me. I luckily set the oven timer, and I hear it go off. "Hmm, dinners ready." I say pulling away and slipping both my hands down and place them on her chest.

"Just a little while longer..." She says grinning. "Nope. You go get some plates." I order, wiggling out of her arms. I dish us up some of the pasta, and we sit down at the TV again. I stare at Lauren , and wait for her to take a bite.

"This is good. Almost better than lunch." She says taking another bite. "Just almost?" I ask her, putting on a pouty face. "Well, if I say it was better, will you help me do the dishes?" She asks smiling. "No." I say, also smiling. "Ugh! Ok, it is better. Much better." She says. I kiss her cheek, "thank you. I love you" I say as I make her do the dishes.