Lauren Jauregui Imagines |ABANDONED|

Sister's Girlfriend

Y/N Y/L/N was the captain of the basketball team, softball team, and soccer team, she was two three years older than her girlfriend and two years younger than her girlfriend's sister. Taylor Jauregui was Y/N's girlfriend, they met through soccer and started dating after a year of knowing each other. Lauren Jauregui was the protective older sister who hated Y/N for being so much older than her sister, and also wanted to have Y/N for her own.

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Lauren

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"Ugh. My sister and her stupid girlfriend are so fucking annoying." I say, looking at Dinah from my bunk. "Look at this shit." I say, showing her the picture of them on my phone.

"Why are you stalking Y/N's Instagram?" Dinah asks and I huff.

"Taylor tagged her in a picture and I accidentally hit her name, but I was too lazy to back out of the page." 

"So you decided to scroll through casually." Dinah says and I nod.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"So tell me again, why you hate Y/N?" 

"She's 18. Taylor's 15."

"It's not like they have sex, Laur." Dinah says and I huff.

"They fucking better not."

"Guys, come on, we need to get ready for the show." Camila says, coming into the bunk.

"Fucking Jingle Ball bullshit." I grumble as I get out of my bunk.

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Y/N

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I sighed as I got up off of the floor and took Taylor's hand as she helped me up as the ref reported the foul.

"Two shots." He says, walking over to me and I stand at the free throw line and take the two shots, and make both of them and drop back into a defensive stance and back pedal as the other team gets the ball. They get into their positions in and around the key and I watch as they pass the ball along the outside. From their one, to their three, from their three back to their one, who passes to the two, who hurls it over the key to the three who dribbles in to try to get to the basket and pinch in when she does as do the other girls on that side and go back to my position as the ball gets to their one again and watch as she gets a poor grip on the ball and intercept the pass and rush down the court and make an easy layup.

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Taylor

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After we had won that game, we had practices everyday after. Today wasn't any different. We were running cycles right now, and I was last because my hip has been bothering me since the game.

"Come on Tay!" Y/N calls out as she passes me, starting the final leg of her cycle and I groan as I finish this section and start the other part and my stomach drops when the team starts clapping for me. a way of encouraging those who haven't finished whatever everyone else has and finish the cycle and lay on the ground and look at Y/N as she comes to stand beside me and look down at me. "You did great, Jaguar." She says softly and I smile as she helps me up. "Now let's get you into the trainer's, yeah?" She asks and I huff, knowing she won't take no and let her help me into the training room and accept the kiss on the cheek she gives me before watching her disappear. 

"So. What'd he say?" She asks, watching me as I come into the locker room after being looked at by the athletic trainer.

"Well, a bunch of medical shit I didn't understand, but I'm out for three weeks." I say and she sighs.