Lauren Jauregui Imagines

She sleeps with you for a bet (part 1)

The light shining from the gap in between the brown curtains causes me to rapidly blink until my eyes are use to the light. At first I don't recognise the unfamiliar bedroom but then I remember everything.

"Is everything okay, love? You seem awfully lonely sitting here by yourself." a dark haired stranger tells me as I sip my drink at some random bar.

"I'm fine. Can I help you with anything?" I ask the stranger, not in the mood to strike up a conversation.

"Actually you can. My mates ditched me and I need some company. Mind if I join you?" she asks me, staring at me with her bright emerald eyes.

I politely nod and about an hour later both of us are slightly tipsy. Turns out the girl's name is Lauren and she's in a band. We really hit it of and soon enough we are the only people left in the bar.

"Well since it's dark and cold outside, would you like to sleep at my place? I'll take you home in the morning?" she offers and I can tell by the look in her eyes that she is planning something that doesn't involve sleeping at all.

My brain tells me to decline her offer but soon I find myself sliding into the front seat of her expensive car.

I sit up, rubbing my slightly aching temples before I scan the room for a piece of clothing to cover up my naked body. I find the shirt Lauren wore last night and carelessly pull it over my head.

Lauren is out of the bed already so I make my way downstairs, knowing that this is going to be really awkward.

As I start to wander around the house I realise it is much larger than I thought. This girl must be in a seriously famous band! Or she runs with the mafia but I'm hoping she's part of a famous band like she said.

After walking for what feels like an hour, I finally hear her voice in the distance. She must be talking on the phone or something. Soon I hear another voice and I realise she has company. Walking closer to the sound of the voices, I can make out the conversation clearly.

"So how was your night?" the stranger asks Lauren . "Great. She was great. I believe you owe me a hundred bucks." Lauren  says. Someone owes her money? Maybe she really is part of the mafia! "Yeah. You earned it man! I must admit, when we started this bet I never actually thought you'd go through with it!" The stranger says.

What bet?

"Yeah. It was tough getting that brunette to trust me enough to bring her here. Curse Normani for picking the most difficult girl there." Lauren says and they both let out a chuckle. My eyes are drawn to the strands of brown hair hanging over my shoulder and then everything clicks. They are talking about me.

This Lauren girl was dared to get a random girl to sleep with her. Her mate picked out a girl that looked like a challenge and as usual I fall victim to the pain and misery. I don't have feelings for the girl but I thought we got on well. Guess I was wrong.

I slowly retreat to the bedroom and gather my things. My dress I wore last night was torn so I go through her drawers for a pair of sweatpants and a shirt.

This girl played me, the least she can do is donate me a pair of clothes. I realise I have no way to get home but I push it to the back of my mind. All I want to do now is get out of here. I plan on sneaking out without Lauren knowing but I walk straight into her chest as I exit the bedroom. "Where are you going? I thought I could make you some breakfast?" she says with a smile. I bet it's a fake one.

"No thanks. You already slept with me. The bet was only on us having sex, not you cooking me anything so cut the act and get out of my way." I say harshly. A shocked Lauren steps aside and lets me walk past. Just as I touch the door handle, I hear Lauren's voice from behind me.

"Wait."