Lauren Jauregui One Shots

Undercover

Y/N stretched her arms above her head as she hit her alarm clock to turn it off. Hopefully she wouldn't have to live in this safe house anymore, she missed her bed.

Y/N was working undercover right now, she ran a restaurant but on the side line she was a police officer. The lieutenant was an old friend of her fathers; she had been doing undercover work for the last 4 years. But this case had only been going on for 6 months.

She couldn't wait for it to be over, the mark, Carlos, was an asshole. She would have loved to have just shot him by now but she couldn't ruin the hard work her and the police department had put into the case.

Carlos was wanted for drugs, human trafficking and the death of over 16 women. He was also Y/N's biggest case in her career, so far.

During Y/N's morning run that morning Carlos had called her and asked her for a favour. He wouldn't tell her until she agreed to invite him over for breakfast.

This way why she lived in the safe house, in case the case went badly she didn't want anyone knowing where she lived. Using her real restaurant probably wasn't a good idea but it made for a good cover for her.

Y/N was in the middle of cooking pancakes when Carlos came through her front door, she had told him to come in as she was focused on cooking breakfast.

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"So will you be there?" Carlos asked stuffing his face with his third pancake. Y/N was slightly hoping that he would choke since she wasn't allowed to poison him. But unfortunately it never happened.

"Of course I'll be there, it's my restaurant. I cook the food dumbass" Y/N sassed as she washed up the frying pan. The urge to do a Rapunzel and smack him around the head was too much to bear.

"Don't be an asshole, I mean I want you at the table. Eat with us, meet the girl I'm seeing and her friends" Y/N sighed wiped her hands on the cloth draped over her shoulder.

"I'll see what I can do, want a secluded booth?" Carlos nodded and shot Y/N a smile.

"You're the best" Y/N nodded with a smirk. Shut up you grimy asshole.

"Tell me something I don't know" I cannot wait till this is over and you are out of my life. Y/N thought to herself checking her phone.

Once Carlos left, Y/N headed upstairs to shower. Y/N kept wishing that this case would be over soon, she couldn't stand to be around him any longer.

"If it isn't over by the end of next week I will kill him myself" Y/N told her reflection in the mirror as she applied her makeup.

"You nervous?" Y/N asked through her Bluetooth headset as she drove to work, Carlos was driving to pick up Lauren. Y/N was happy he wasn't picking her up from her place.

"A little, I hope you'll like the girls. I've only met once"

"So how long have you and this chick been dating? And how come I'm only hearing of her now?" Y/N killed the engine and handed the Valet the keys to her Camaro. Y/N normally would have driven to her parking space herself but she had a lot to prepare for tonight.

"About 2 weeks, I'm gonna ask her to be my girlfriend tonight. And hopefully we'll seal the deal" Carlos said with a smirk on his lips. Y/N puked in her mouth a little bit.

"You haven't slept with her yet? Isn't junior working?" Y/N chuckled as she donned her white chef's coat. Y/N was glad he hadn't slept with her. The profile the department had on him had guessed that he killed them because he couldn't get an erection and it angered him.