Lauren Jauregui Imagines |ABANDONED|

Cute Little YouTuber Part Dos

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Lauren

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I sighed as I lay in my bunk on the tour bus reading my book, but look over when Dinah yells my name and whips open my curtain.

"One of these days, you're gonna whip that curtain open and I'm either going to be getting laid, fucking myself, or sleeping naked."

"Well, I mean, the elevator, so..." Dinah says and I roll my eyes.

"Why'd you interrupt my reading?"

"Your not so little crush just uploaded a video." Dinah says and I shrug, but grab my phone when it buzzes under me.

"Ooh. It's from Y/N."

"I'll leave you two to sext then." Dinah says before walking off.

"We don't sext, Dinah!" I yell after her and huff when I hear her laugh. She drives me crazy. I read the text and open the link she sends me and pull out my earbuds when I see that it's her newest video. A cover of Pillowtalk by Zayn.

"Hello YouTube!" She greets, jumping into the frame of the video from the right. "It's me again!" She says, poking her head up from the bottom of the frame, making me giggle because she's fucking cute. "And for those who don't know me, I'm Y/N Y/L/N." She says, standing still like a normal person. "And you have cancer." She says, walking into the frame from the left with a doctor's coat, a stethoscope around her neck and glasses that look like Camila's on her face, minus the red and white polka-dotted bow on the corner of the frame that Camila's has. Then that clip cuts to another where it's just Charlie sitting in a chair, staring at the camera. She probably put his tennis ball over the camera or something, knowing Y/N. "So today, I'm doing a cover! Yay!" She says in a clip that's substantially louder than the others and then it cuts to a clip with the normal volume. "RIP headphone users." She says, chuckling. "Anyway, I'm going to do a cover today, Pillowtalk by Zayn, now, for those of you who haven't been here since for fucking ever, I hate One Direction, five direction now, I can't stand those boys, and yes, if you're looking at it from a legal standpoint, they're men, but, I don't agree with the fact that people call them men, because their boyband just took a break, also known as 'I'm done with your shit, good fuckin bye'. But it was a boy band. Not a Man band. Like what even is a Man band? That sounds fuckin creepy. I'm way off topic! Okay, I don't like Five Direction, not one bit, but lately, this piece of shit song has been my shit, so maybe if I record a piece of shit cover of a piece of shit song, I can go back to my normal Harmosexual life and never have to jam out privately or publicly to this song, so, let's get this shit over with." She says before the video cuts to her standing in what I recognize as her basement in a corner she converted into a soundproof recording studio, and she's wearing a different outfit, so this had to have been recorded separately from the intro, which I've learned is quite normal for Y/N. As she sings, I watch her closely, her facial expressions, her body language and that neck vein of hers, anybody who says mine is hot hasn't seen hers. God, what I'd give to have her screaming my name while I bite over that spot. I shake that thought out of my head and focus back on the cover, just as she finishes and waves to the camera. "So that was the cover!" She says, popping back on the screen, from the top of the frame this time, oh god, I hope she didn't get hurt doing that... She smiles and giggles. "I wonder how many of you I just scared." She says before cutely scrunching her nose. "Well, I hope you liked it, like, comment, subscribe, share, flip me off in the comments if you'd like, what ever you wanna do, and with that, I'll see you, my Freaks, in my next video." She says before walking out of frame as the end card pops up and the video cuts to random clips of Charlie sleeping around in the weirdest positions possible. I smile and share the video to YouTube and reply to Y/N saying that I loved the cover and to give Charlie some extra loving from me.