Voicmail- Lauren Imagine

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Laurens P.O.V
"4 years Lauren. Please pick up you're fucking phone. I've been such a mess. I can't get you out of my head. Please when you get this message, call me, something. Please I need to see you." I listened to it once again. Her voice... but I can't anymore. Not anymore.

Ever since she left that voicemail I've been complete shit. I've seen she's doing better. She selling records, making albums and touring the world. She has a girlfriend. She has someone who makes her laugh, smile, feel loved and make love to her. Sucks its not me. This liquor is sure making me talk a lot of shit.

Y/N P.O.V

Breath Y/N, it's just Ellen. Fuck who am I kidding, I'm going to literal shit myself. My queen, the gays of all gays. Ok ok ok, it's time. Concentrate.

"So Y/N how have you been?"
"I've been good. Working on my 2nd album, so studio has been my life for the past 2 months."

"Fun. So will there be any love songs? In you're last album, which was amazing by the way, was a very sentimental one for you."

"Yeah most definitely. The music I'm creating is gonna be revolved around my life and what i've gone through. A lot has happened since my last album and now, so I'm excited to see where my mind takes me this time around."

"Okay, I gotta ask. Now about 4 and a half years ago you dated Lauren Jauregui, correct?" I nodded. Can't disrespect queen Ellen.

"What was that like? Seemed like a lot of the songs from your last album was talking about her."

"Well you know, you live and you learn. Lauren was a great girlfriend and best friend all in one. Sure we had our fight and disagreements, but who doesn't. Through that time in my life I wasn't who I seemed like in front of cameras. Our relationship behind the camera was toxic. Too toxic to a point where we felt no pain or guilt, when we, and yes I'm the first to say it, hurt each other mentally. And yes I know I'm dating someone else and I love them with all my heart, but Lauren will always be my first love." I turn to the camera and keep my eyes glued to it. "And Lauren if you're watching this, I still love you. Those voicemails meant nothing. I was drunk and not in my state of mind. Please. I need you back. I love you."

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"What the fuck was that Y/N?" Emily walked up to me after my interview. "So I was just supposed to take that. It's like I just got hit in the damn head with bricks. That fucking hurts Y/N. If you didn't want me, you should've never gotten with me. You just used me as a distraction from that piece of shit who broke you damn it! You want to go back to someone who fucked with your heart and messed you up. Then go ahead so I'm fucking done. Have fun with that. And when she breaks your heart again, don't come running back." She started to walk away.

"Em." I called out, but she kept walking. "Emily!" I sighed when she walked out the door. I walked to my green room and sat on the couch. I slowly closed my eyes till a ring cut me off. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID.

'Lauren' it read. I clicked the green button and put the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?"
"I don't think you were a hundred percent honest on that show. I don't believe you. You have a dime, why would you leave her for a penny?"
"Lauren look you don't have to believe me, but what I said was true. Shit why have a dime when I could have you. She wasn't you Lauren, she wasn't you."

"Y/N we can't do this anymore. Hurt each other then run back when we miss them. It's not how it works. Yes I love you and miss yo-

"Then come back Laur.... we can make this work. I can change for you, for us. Fuck what everyone thinks."

"Y/N this isn't what we need in our lives! Can't you see that. You hate me one minuet then love me the next. I'm done, ok? I'm done...." The line went dead.

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"And now here to perform her new hit single "Voicemails" off her new album HeartBreak, Y/N."

You left a voicemail this morning
About how you can't live without me
The sound of the liquor echoed off your tongue
It reminded me of what went wrong

Once I finish I wiped my tears and walked off to my green room. Voicemails are all I'll have of her. Videos and pictures from the past, I'll hold onto till my last breath. Thank you Lauren Michelle Jauregui. For everything.