XXVII Imagines (Lauren/You)

New manager (part 2/2+1)

It's been a few weeks since I'm the manager of Fifth Harmony. Uncle Simon warned me about the girls. Especially Lauren. They can be angels, but behind the cameras, they can be a little bit.. more like really intimidating.

Ally is an exception. She is literally a ray of sunshine. Or like a ball of fur and bubble made of sunshine and rainbows. Does that even make sense? She bakes the best cookies and cake ever. She's my mom.

Camila and I got really close, along with the other girls but Camila was different. She's like this little sister I've always wanted. Even though she can be a little too touchy sometimes.
But whenever Lauren is around, she tries to avoid me. Which confuses me a lot.
Im glad she seems a little more confident now. I always catch Camren glaring at each other like they're up for a challenge.

Dinah.. She's my partner in crime. We pull a lot of pranks on the staff and the girls. With her, I can laugh and live the childhood I never had. Oh, and don't ever piss her off or pull a prank on her. Her revenge is the beginning of World War 3. You should never, and I mean never, get on her bad side. If you do, prepare to emigrate.
She also can be a little creepy sometimes, hiding in a bunk, watching me undress..

Normani and I are the weirdest friends ever. She taught me how to twerk, and since then we always twerk on Spongebob and even Mozart and Beethoven. We also go outside and make vines with strangers. Like the first week with the girls, Mani and I went out to get some food. When she was waiting in line, and started to get impatient. Their song "Write on me" started playing in the supermarket. She randomly began dancing and twerking behind people with the groceries in her arms. And of course I had to film that.
Just one thing, never eat her food. I almost got beaten up if Ally didn't stop her.

Lauren.. She is-

"Y/N! Help me with my outfit." She ordered, changing behind the curtain in the corner of the dressing room. Camila rolled her eyes as she watched me sigh and stand up from the couch where I was cuddling with her and made my way to Lauren.

The girls just finished performing, Camila, Lauren and I were left in the dressing room. While the others left to the tourbus.

I slipped behind the curtain and stared at Lauren, struggling with the zipper in the back of her outfit.

"Are you just gonna watch or help me?" She glared.

I stopped myself from rolling my eyes. I don't want to argue.

I pulled the zipper down, making me gulp and the sight. She was wearing a red lace bra.

Lauren probably noticed I was staring, because I practically zoned out.

I knew she was waiting for me to continue. She wants me to help her change.

Ignoring my nervousness, I continued and slid her outfit down her legs, her stockings following after.

There she stood. Only in red lace underwear. Did she do this on purpose?

A slight pain in my back shook me awake from my thoughts. That's when I knew, I was pinned against the wall, hands on my hips, body pressed against mine.

"You can touch me." She whispered, a smirk plastered on her face.

Her hot breath against my neck was driving me crazy. I held her face in my hands and pressed our lips together roughly.
It was nothing close to gentle. We never were. Lauren and I had something no one was allowed to know about. Our feelings were mutual. But these feelings are not the feelings everyone thinks about. These feelings were different. We both wanted to take control, we both wanted to hurt each other in a good way. We loved challenging each other. We loved teasing each other. You cum first, you lose. Even though you both get what you want after that.