Behind Closed Doors - Demi Lovato / Lauren Jauregui / You

Chapter 13

" Hi, I'm Lucy. Lucy Vives actually." She smiles, holding out her hand for me to shake.
Taking her hand in mine, I gripped onto it and shook it.

" Hi...." I said, letting the end consonant ring out.

Noting my uncertainty of her identity, she continued.
" You don't know who I am do you? Gosh Lauren. I've been there for most of your childhood and I don't even get a shoutout?"

" No , I'm pretty sure I have mentioned you a lot of times?" Lauren stated , sounding unsure.

" No , no. I've heard of you plenty of times." I said , trying to cover up the fact that Lauren had only mentioned her briefly on the odd occasion.
" Would Carlos Vives be your dad?" I asked , noting the Hispanic appearance.

" That's the one." Lucy confirmed , smiling.

" Ahh, I know what Lucy you are now. Lauren doesn't shut up about you." I confirmed, backing up Lauren. " You're the Lucy from her childhood."

Nodding in agreement , Lucy smiled again , reassured that Lauren hadn't ignored her.

" We met in school and haven't been separated since. Well we are now because of Miss popstar here and I'm at college but other than that we are inseparable." Lucy added, putting one arm around Lauren's neck and pulled her into a side hug.

" Yeah, I can't get rid of her." Lauren joked, rolling her eyes whilst Lucy pushed her away.

" You love me and you can't deny it." Lucy reaffirmed, with a glint in her eye.

Noting Lauren's response, she avoided direct eye gaze with Lucy and began to avert her eyes elsewhere across the room.

' That's debatable." Lauren joked, grabbing my hand. " We should move into the living room. My mom's gonna bring the food in, in a minute."
Pulling my hand, we were led into the living room where the rest of the family were sitting.

There was music blaring from the speakers , differing between hispanic and Latin music to songs that were dominating the charts. Conversing with various members of the Jauregui family, time had began to pass quickly and within that time, I began to feel at ease and more comfortable around the family despite the language barrier that appeared to become a handful at times although there was always a cousin or Lauren at hand to help with it.

Deep in conversation about the music industry with an aunt of Lauren's, I hadn't realised that Mike, Lauren's dad had entered the room despite the various greetings shouted across the room to him until a hand was placed on my shoulder.
Looking up, I realised it was Mike and I stood up and greeted him with a kiss on both cheeks and a hug.

" Hello kiddo. How are you? Great to see out here with us!"

" It's my pleasure and thank you for having me. How are you?" I replied.

" Yeah, I'm good, good. Listen I want to have a talk with you. Mind if you'll take a walk with me out back?" He suggested, pointing to the direction of the back yard.

" Err, yeah of course." I said with my heart in my mouth.
I didn't know what he wanted to talk about and the fact that he wanted to talk in private was what was causing me to worry.

" Why do you look so worried? You know if I wanted to kill you , I would do it somewhere less public than this." He joked, pointing to the house.