Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Gorgeous

"Do you think it looks good on me? I mean it's white like what if I stain it or something. Oh my god, my hair, wait, why is my lip stick like that, oh shit what if-" Lauren has been complaining about her look all day and it's getting pretty annoying because she looks fine just the way she is. "Fuck, I can't believe-"

So I decided to do something about it. I walk up to stand behind her and wrap my arms around her. She stops and raises an eye brow at me through the mirror. I smile at her and kiss the side of her neck.

"Lauren Jauregui, you are gorgeous. There is nothing to worry about." I tell her. She sighs and nods with a smile. "Good, now you better go before your late again." I said with a small smirk and unwrapping my arms around her waist.

"That was your fault last time. You distract me." She pouts fixing her hair a bit and turning around to look at me.

"You kissed me."

"You bit me."

"You licked me."

"You touched me."

"You fucked me."

"Y/N!" She slaps my arm.

"What? You did. That's why you were late." I laughed.

"Whatever. I've got to go." She says gathering her stuff and walks towards the door to leave.

"I'm pretty sure your leaving something." I said crossing my arms against my chess.

"I don't think I'm-oh wait." She walks over to the counter and picks up her phone. "That's what-what? Why are you staring at me like that." She frowns.

"Nothing. Go on." I rolled my eyes. I hear her giggle before walking over to me and pulling me into a slow long kiss before pulling back.

"I love you, baba."

"I love you too, lo."

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A/N: Been pretty busy, sorry.