lauren jauregui imagines ✓

you propose;

uploaded: 07/08/17

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this one's really long, y'all. hope you enjoy!

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lauren's pov

"girls, he's the last one." Our tour manager, william bracey, informed us.

    we all nod and look towards the entrance where all the other fans had come through. a young man, who seemed to be around twenty-five, walked over to us. i looked behind you to see if there was a girl accompanying you but there was none. although it seemed a bit odd that you were here alone - i pushed away the thoughts and put on a big smile. a string of 'hello's' and 'hi's' came out from my four other bandmates and i, to greet the fan.

"hey," you spoke - your voice coming out in a nice husky tone.

"thank you for coming out!" dinah smiled.

"no problem."

    you gave each of the girls a short hug one by one, stopping at me since i was the farthest from the entrance. you engulfed me in a gentle hug and immediately i was consumed by a smell i knew all too well. i unknowingly squeezed you tighter and held on a bit longer than i probably should've. i only noticed this after an awkward cough was released from your mouth.

   blushing, i immediately let go -keeping my head down to avoid eye contact. normani thankfully interrupted the silence by asking you what poses you wanted for the pictures and that you could choose four. not paying attention, i observed you. you wore a custom made, black, 'fifth harmony' snapback, with a loose red button up flannel, along with a pair of black skinny jeans, paired with plain black high top converse. you looked incredibly handsome in your simple attire but what got me the most was your eyes.

    i was so lost in my thoughts that i hadn't realized that we were staring at each other with everyone else's eyes on us. camila, elbowed my ribs releasing me from the deep trance this mans beautiful blue eyes had put me in. looking at her, she gave me a look that i couldn't quite describe. so, i took it as 'get it together'. i look towards the stranger once more before getting into the first position you had requested - which had you in the middle with your arms draped around ally and camila's shoulders with normani, dinah, and i huddled up close to them.

*snap*

    the first picture had been taken. while informing us of what you wanted for the second photo, camila whispered, "what the hell was that?"

"what do you mean?"

    you continued to speak as camila spoke again, "i mean you basically eye fucking this complete stranger just a minute ago. i mean, you do remember that you have a girl, right?"

    the young man finished explaining, so we begun to get in our positions when i scoff. "are you serious? of course i remember. he just looks so familiar -i just can't figure it out."

*snap*

"i think you're just tired. it's already been a long day. when we get back to the bus you should rest up before tonight's show."

"yeah," i sigh. "you're probably right. i haven't been sleeping all that well, lately. it's just hard since i've been really homesick."

"oh, i'm sorry."

"it's fine. just two more weeks, 'til our next break -then i can go home."

    camila nods and we all move into our next positions. this time, i'm in the middle besides this guy and everyone else is surrounding us with shocked looks on their faces. looking towards the camera waiting for the photographer to snap the picture -i hear gasps from the girls. confused, i look beside me to see that you were no longer beside me -but instead on one knee.

    you pulled off your snapback to reveal long y/h/c hair before peeling off what seemed to be your mustache. once done, i gasp, realizing it's y/n. my hands shoot to my mouth as you smile up at me with those pearly white teeth. "what is going on?" i ask suddenly very confused.

"lauren michelle jauregui," you pull a ring out from your shirt pocket. i shake my head -not believing that this was actually happening. no fucking way. "i have known you nearly all my life. we've been best friends since the second grade, and deep down i've always known, that you were the one for me. but i didn't do anything about it until almost five years ago, when i asked you to be mine; and for some fucking unknown reason -you said yes. we've had-"

    you were cut off by the sound of dinah's voice. "this is cute and all but can you hurry up and ask her already so i can post it on snapchat?"

    we all let out a short laugh when ally pinches dinah, telling her that she's ruining our special moment. she groans and mumbles a quick 'i'm sorry'.

    you look back up at me after rolling your eyes and cracking a quick smile. "to hell with it." you take a deep breath before staring through my soul and asking the much awaited question.

"will you marry me?"