Fifth Harmony Imagines and Preferences {Completed}

This Is Why I'm Gay {Lauren}

   "Good morning, baby," Lauren coos, peppering my face with kisses. She sat up, now on top of me. "Good morning, babe," I reply. Lauren giggled, and climbed off of me. "I'm going to make you breakfast in bed, so don't move!" Lauren perks. "But my phone is over there," I whine pointing to the table on the other side of the room. "Too bad," she answers, and skips out of the room, to go and make breakfast. I was fine, until my phone rung, signaling that I got a text. I went to move, but I heard Lauren's voice from downstairs, "Don't you dare." I groan, and fall back on my bed. My phone ring again, so I crawled to the edge of the bed. I tried to reach my phone, but it was no use. I sat and thought for a moment. Idea. I pulled all of the pillows from the bed, and put them on the floor. Playing a quick game of lava, I swiftly grabbed my phone, and jumped back onto the bed.

From Unknown: Hey, princess.

To Unknown: Who tf are you?

From Unknown: You'll know soon. Do you have a boyfriend?

You have changed Unknown's name to Fuckboy.

To Fuckboy: No.

From Fuckboy: Good.

To Fuckboy: I have a girlfriend.

From Fuckboy: Oh. I can fix you.

To Fuckboy: Excuse me. I don't know who the fuck you think you are talking to, but I do not need to be fixed. Fuck off, and go bother someone else. How do you even know who I am?

From Fuckboy: Feisty. I like it.

From Fuckboy: I've seen you around.

To Fuckboy: How did you even get my number?

From Fuckboy: Not important.

This is why I'm gay. "Hey! I thought I told you not to move! Who are you texting, anyway?" Lauren said with a pout on her face. She put the tray of food down. "This dumb Fuckboy. He said he wants to 'fix me.' I told him to fuck off, but he won't leave me alone." Lauren's face fumed with anger. "WHAT!?!? Give me your phone!" "Lauren, it's not a big deal-" "Now." Uh oh. She is piiiisssseedd.

To Fuckboy: Actually, I have some time. Where are you? I'll meet you.

From Fuckboy: I knew you would cave.😏 2142 Roanoke Ave.

Lauren made a disgusted face, and when back to typing.

To Fuckboy: Be there in 10.

From Fuckboy: See you then.😏

"Lauren, what are you doing?" I question. "Get dressed, were going to go visit this fuckboy." I pout and whine, "What about the food?" "You can eat when we get back." "Nooooo," I drag out, but go to get dressed anyway.

Soon, Lauren and I were on our way to this dude's house. I was upset that we had to leave the food, but I was happy that I was about to see this go down. The car stopped in front of a small house. Lauren hopped out of the car, and knocked on the door. This should be interesting. I got out of the car, and leaned against it. A boy about 20 or 21 opened the door with a smirk on his face. His face fell, when he realized I wasn't at the door. It begins. "You're not (Y/N), but you're prettier," his smirk returning. He's right about that, but he's still an asshole. This sets Lauren off. Her fist collided with his face, and he fell back on the ground. "Next time you decide to text or call MY girlfriend again, your nose won't be the only thing broken," with that, Lauren turned around and walked back to me. She put her lips on mine, in a loving kiss. "You. Are. Mine. Got that?" "Yup. All yours" I answer, out of breath. "Yay!" "What are you so happy about?" "I get to eat my food now!" Lauren chuckled, and pecked my lips again. I love my awesome badass girlfriend.

A/N: How'd you like it? I thought it was kinda funny. Again, thank you guys for reading!😘