Lauren Imagines

The End, Part 2

A/N: I changed the name of her ex as the story took a different direction to what I originally planned and I didn't feel it was right to use actual names, so he is now Alex. I hope that that doesn't ruin the story or confuse anyone. 

Your POV:
~ a month later ~

They say it takes 3 weeks to overcome a bad habit. My bad habit was stalking Lauren's social media, thinking about her every minute of every day, wondering if she's missing me like I'm missing her. Wondering why she was with that asshole Alex, wondering why she hadn't followed me when I walked out that day. It's been over 21 days since then. They were wrong. I haven't broken my bad habit. Maybe it's because I'm weak, maybe it's because I'm still in love with her, or maybe it's just because she's a celebrity and all my social media has been filled with her tongue stuck down Alex's throat for the last 3 weeks.

What happened between us? Why did she lie to her parents about me? Why did she get with him? But the one thing that upsets me more than anything is the fact she didn't follow me, if she loved me like she said she did then did I at least not deserve some sort of explanation for her behaviour?

I bet she's with him now, enjoying all the media attention and support her new relationship has. With him she can go out on public dates, hold his hand in public, kiss him in public, and according to social media they have been taking full advantage of that. No matter what I do I can't seem to escape seeing them together in everything I do, pictures in magazines, suggested posts on Instagram. My mother always told me that getting involved with someone famous would mean trouble, and I should have listened to her.

Lauren had let me down, hurt me. Torn my heart out and broken it into a million little pieces, and seeing her parade around with her new boyfriend, it felt like someone was rubbing salt into my wounds. One thing was for sure though, I would never trust anyone again, or give myself so willingly to someone the way that I had done with Lauren. I had built new walls around my heart, vowed I would never let anyone inside them, they couldn't be breached and so I could no longer be hurt.

Lauren's POV:
That day had been the worst day of my life. She walked out of the door and I was frozen. I could feel his arm tighten around my waist, my parents eyes staring at me in confusion, his breathe on my ear as he whispered 'stay where you are. Let that slut go, remember why I am here'.

She wasn't the slut, I was. All of this was happening because of me, because I was an inconsiderate fool. Y/n was the best thing that had ever happened to me and I had lost her. The pain on her face when she found out what I had been trying so hard to hide wouldn't leave my mind. I felt myself sinking deeper and deeper into a depression, the words she said burning deeper into my soul, tormenting me constantly. How had I let this happen? She was my entire world and I just stood by and watched as she left because I was too afraid to stop her.

I had tried to reach out to her so many times in the last month. I had tried to get the girls to talk to her for me but Normani and Dinah were no longer talking to me because of what had happened. Ally had spoken to me but refused to get involved, and I knew she was on y/n's side too. All I knew was that y/n was staying in Camila's apartment, and that was only because Camila had sent people to collect her stuff. The problem was that Alex hadn't let me leave his side for the past month, he knew if I got the chance I would go and find y/n and explain everything to her. He wouldn't let that happen.

Except now I had a chance. Alex had had to return to Miami for the week, something to do with his work, I'm not really sure and I didn't care enough to ask about it. As long as he was out of here, management would be off my back and I could finally try and talk to y/n about all of this mess that I had caused. I need to get her back. It feels like I can't breathe properly without her, like a part of my own being is missing. You really don't know what you have until you lose it and this pain I felt was unbearable. I don't care if I lose everything else in getting her back, I love her and I need her next to me and I need her to understand.