Photoshoot

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(Keaton's POV)

The lights dim and I walk off stage holding Lauren's hand tight in my grip. I can feel the cold silver band press up against my warm skin. My grip loosens when I realize I'm probably holding her too tight. I just don't want her to leave. She came into my life in a flash and could probably leave it just as fast. We get to the bus where Jack is patiently waiting for us.

Walking onto the bus Wes says "Yo that was sick" keeping a smile on his face.

"You really rocked it Lauren" Drew tells her.

She looks at me then back at Drew "Well it wouldn't have happened without you guys."

I look at her not just admiring her beauty but I really just look at her. Some people fake their smiles but her's is so real. It scares me that it's the realest thing in my life.

"Where are we off to tonight?" Lauren asks Jack.

"A hotel near by. The boys have a photo shoot in the morning and matter a fact I just got a text saying they want you there as well" Jack says to Lauren.

I can only imagine a photo shoot with her. Hopefully this is just the first of many.

"Really?! A photo shoot?!" She exclaims.

"Don't get too excited all they do is ask you questions and take your picture" Wes says laughing at her excitement.

"This will be interesting" I accidentally say out loud.

She pulls her hand away from mine and she crosses her arms "Are we almost there Jack?" Lauren asks turning her back from me.

"Oh shit" Wes says laughing at Lauren's reaction.

I pull Lauren closer to me and turn her towards mine. I pucker my lips and point at them. She leans in and kisses

"You guys can't stay mad at each other for very long can you?" Drew asks watching our every move.

"How can you stay mad at someone like her?" I ask rhetorically.

The bus comes to a stop "Please get some sleep tonight so you look decent tomorrow" Jack warns us before we grab our bags and pile off the bus.

Lauren follows me into our room and as soon as I hear the door shut I turn to her dropping the bags. She approaches me slowly and bites her bottom lip. Jeez I think she knows just what she is doing to me. My body tenses up and she is close enough to kiss. But instead of kissing we both just stood there. I could feel her breath and it was giving me the chills. I could practically taste the strawberry chapstick she had on her lips. I keep my lips pressed together trying to resist, but I can't. I place one of my hands around her waist and the other on her cheek. My lips reach out and touch hers. She lets my hands wander over her body and she starts undressing. I slip off my shirt taking my eyes off her for less than a second and she is already naked.

"I need to shower" I mumble before her lips shut me up.

Her hands play with the belt loops of my jeans before I unzip them and let them fall to my ankles. I step out of my jeans and the second I finish Lauren is already laying in the hotel bed.

"You coming?" She asks me with a wink.

I slide my boxers off and walk over to the bed. I lay my body on top of hers and we start having sex. I swear each time in different. She's not just a girl to me and she never was.

We both finish and catching her breath she suggests "Maybe we should both shower."

We get up and walk to the bathroom I turn the shower on and wait until it is at the perfect temperature. I lay a couple towels near the shower for us to dry off after. Lauren had already gotten in the shower by the time I had turned to walk away to get the towels. Her hair was damp and I had hopped in the shower with her. She reaches around me grabbing a bottle of shampoo. Once she washes it out of her hair she reaches for the conditioner behind me. Before squeezing some into her hands she hits my bum with her hand. We both smile at eachother and I kiss her nose before she starts conditioning her hair. I grab the shampoo and wash my hair, then wash my body with some soap near by. Lauren washes her body and we both reach outside of the shower grabbing a towel. She turns off the water and after drying our bodies we hang the towels. We walk back to the bed and lay down.

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