Write On Me Universe

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A/N: Firstly, I would just like to say that, while I am happy you guys wanted more of this universe, I am not doing this because you guys asked (some of the comments were actually a little bit irritating because it felt like they were a lot more forceful/aggressive than others, which I don't appreciate). I am posting this because I have dozens of headcanons about this AU thanks to mama-lolo (the original thread is still on the original oneshot in the oneshot booklet, but it kind of got off track thanks to some people who will remain nameless here), and I don't want them just sitting on the google doc. Sometimes, I might turn a few of them into actual oneshots, it just depends on how I feel.

I'm going to upload the headcanons in groups of five or six, and I'll try to keep them in order, but sometimes they won't be so just bear with me, it's kind of hard to keep things in chronological order when you have ideas at different times.

Finally, thank you to Drunk_Breadstick for making me this cover. I appreciate it very much and I kind of owe you a favor in thanks.

(This is the actually the final note I swear) It's lowkey important to know that for this AU, an executive decision was made to make Lauren the youngest out of all of them. I just feel like for some the headcanons it just makes a lot of sense. So, in this original oneshot, Lauren is in her first year of college, Camila, Dinah, and Normani are all in their second, and Ally is in her third.

Okay enough of my rambling, read and enjoy (though most of you have probably already read this part)!

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Lauren should have expected her habit of drawing on her arm when she was bored would lead to trouble. It was basically ingrained since the time she could write that if you wrote on yourself, there was someone out there that your writing would appear on.

Society called this person your soulmate, but Lauren thought that was a load of shit. Sure, the thought of someone being made specifically for you sounded cool, but just because you were made for each other doesn't mean you'd work out. Maybe it did, but there wasn't a one hundred percent guarantee that just because you find your soulmate means you'll live together happily.

Now, Lauren Jauregui was not a very sociable person. It just wasn't in her nature. College wasn't going to change that. Until it did.

Lauren preferred to stay quiet in her classes, and when she wasn't in class, she was either in the library or in her tiny apartment just off campus. She stayed away from parties, and generally spent her time alone, which was perfectly fine with her.

Until, in one crazy, unexpected week, she found her soulmates. Her four soulmates. She knew she had four, because since she was fourteen, four different handwriting styles would appear anywhere on her body. Lauren would have written back, but every time she tried she chickened out, afraid the four strangers wouldn't like her.

She has four soulmates, and she meets them all in the same week.

Lauren Jauregui was screwed.

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She runs into Camila first. Literally runs into her. Well, technically Camila is the one who basically trips and stumbles into her.

It was a Tuesday, and she was on her way to her English Literature class, listening to the 1975 on her phone. She had just set a reminder for a massive paper due in her class when a somebody crashed into her, knocking her over and into the grass of the quad.

"I am so sorry," the stranger exclaimed, hoisting herself up and scrambling to help the black haired girl up and pick their stuff up off the floor. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I'm in a rush and I didn't see you and-"