Say You Won't Let Go (Lauren/You)

Chapter 7: Happy Birthday

(So I lied. I fucking suck at time lines and completely forgot Lauren's birthday was in June and the summer tour starts in July. I couldn't not write a birthday chapter and I like my stories to be somewhat realistic that's why time lines are important. Okay carry on...)

Lauren P.O.V 

Me and Camila are currently on our way to pick up my family at LAX. They flew all the way out here for my 19th birthday and are staying for three days. I haven't seen them in months so I'm excited to finally have some of my moms cooking and my siblings banter. 

"Did you hear about Y/n?" Camila asks from the passenger seat.

"What that she's supposedly dating Cara Delevingne? Yeah." I say trying my best not to sound jealous. We haven't hung out since the boardwalk two weeks ago. We've talked, or texted I should say, a few times but that's it. This is why I don't get my hopes up, like I said before Y/n could get any girl she wants and it's not like I'm a famous model like Cara.

"Don't be like that Lo, there's only a picture of them hugging and you know paparazzi likes to blow everything out of proportion."

I didn't respond cause I knew she was right. I pulled into LAX's parking lot and parked as close as I could get to the entrance. I looked over at Camila and gave her a smile to show that I'm fine and exit the car. 

I look at my phone to see my mom had texted a minute ago saying they landed. Me and Camila walk through the sliding glass doors into the airport and went to baggage claim to meet them. 

"Are you sure you don't want to do anything big for your birthday?" Camila asks but I couldn't answer her because two bodies have me in a tight hold.

"Lauren!" Chris and Taylor say at the same time. I look over their shoulders to see my mom and dad approaching us with wide smiles as they wheel their suitcases behind them.

My siblings release me from their grip for me to run at my parents and pull them into a big hug thinking about how much I've missed them.

"My girl is already 19 next thing I know I'll be walking you down the aisle." Dad says as we pull away from the hug.

"Okay papi let's not get ahead of ourselves now." I say. Sometimes he can be a little dramatic when it comes to our birthdays.

"Happy birthday Mija."

"Thanks mom." I smile and pull them in for another hug.

Chris and Taylor grab their suitcases from our parents and we all walk out of the building to my car. Camila took shotgun, my parents took the row behind us and my siblings took the last row. The whole ride home my family was filling me in on the things I missed and our plans for the next three days.

I pull into our driveway and notice Camz looking very excited and when we weren't getting the luggage fast enough she kept telling us to hurry. I would have found her behavior odd if I didn't know her so well and the reason she's like this is because of the pizza I said we'd order. 

I walk up to our front door and open it, "We're back!" I yell out to a seemingly empty house. I furrow my brows in confusion. "Ally!...Normani!...Dinah!" I turn to Camila who just shrugs her shoulders.

"Maybe they're in the backyard?" She suggests. Right they're probably out there soaking up the sun or something.

I help my family with finding their rooms first before going to the back door to get the girls to come say hi and get ready for dinner later.

"Hey we're bac-"

"Surprise!!!!!!" A whole bunch of people say in unison.

I see the girls, Bea, Natalie, Shawn, and about 15 others. I walk down the steps with my mouth still open as Dinah, Ally and Normani run up to me and pull me into a group hug, Camila joining seconds later.