Unbreakable?- Lauren/You

We Were Staying In Paris

This chapter will be way more intense than the last one. Just a warning so you guys can prepare yourselves. And please don't kill me for doing the stuff I'll do c: Love you all and enjoy c:

Lauren's POV:

It's funny how one person can change you completely. Or make you return to your original self. How they can make you wake up from a senseless sleep. How they can open your blinded eyes. And as I made my way to the hotel we would be staying in Paris, with Ty by my side, I noticed how uncomfortable and out of context it was.

He held me with an arm around my shoulder, talking something about his flight that I couldn't care less about in that exact moment. My mind was in the person who changed me. Y/N Egmont.

Back in Amsterdam, she went through the concert flawlessly, as if nothing ever happened. As if she wasn't hurting inside. She sang every song of the set as any other song, even when they defined her own feelings. She put on a mask. She told people that she was okay. She told Weiss that she just didn't want it to make things awkward while they worked.

But I knew that she was lying. I knew because she sat alone in the plane we got at seven a.m.- yeah, what the fuck- and never said a word. I knew because I saw her hiding her tears behind her sunglasses. I knew because I could feel her pain. She was hurting and it hurt me.

All I wanted was to get away from Ty and go to the best of my friends and hug her. And be there for her. I didn't, though. I couldn't. Not until I had everything sorted out with my boyfriend. Not unt he was out of my life.

When we got to the hotel, I tried to go to Y/N and talk to her, but Ty intertwined our fingers and pulled me inside with him. He booked us a shared room with a king sized bed. This made things easier. Or harder, depending on the point of view. I heard Y/N getting a room with Dinah.

Ty asked the staff to take our bags to the room and lead me to there. When we entered and the staff left, he started kissing me. It felt nauseous. Thinking that those same lips were locked with somebody else's some days ago. I didn't kiss back with as much hunger as he did. I couldn't do that.

He started attacking my neck. "I missed ya, baby girl."

"Yeah." The answer came out. "Of course you did." He pulled away, list evident in his eyes as he looked into mine. Nope. Not gonna happen.

"Ty. I don't feel like it right now." I walked away from him and sitting on the bed.

"Aw, babe, c'mon... It's been forever." He walked to the bed and sat beside me.

"For me, you mean."

"Huh? Watcha mean?" He tried to sound innocent, but I saw his eyes widening a bit. Looks like the jaguar just got its prey, huh? And not in the good sense.

I caught my phone, opening the gallery, getting to the picture of him kissing the stripper and throwing the IPhone at him. His eyes widened completely. "Laur, this is not what it looks like."

"Yeah, it's not only what it looks like." I said bitterly, sarcasm all over my voice. "I bet you two fucked after that picture was taken."

"Who sent you that?"

"Doesn't matter, Tyrone." I answered. "God, you're not even trying to deny it!" I laughed.

"Lauren, everyone makes mistak-"

"I know that!" I yelled. "But come the fuck on, you cheated on your ex and now you're cheating on me?!"

"Do I have to remind ya of your part in the first situation?"

"No, you don't. I am well aware of it and I regret it all. I regret you." I stated.

"Oh, now you regret me, huh? Now that I ain't mainking ya feel good?"