Annoying the Stubborn

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"Jauregui, I've been sitting here for an hour and a half now!" Y/N complained from downstairs, wondering what in hell could have been taking Lauren for so long.

She was aware of how much time it takes up for a girl to get ready but that doesn't mean that she's used to it. No one really made her wait and when someone does, she doesn't like it.

"You've been saying that for the past hour!" Lauren yelled back from her room.

"Can you just come down already? Isn't Camila waiting for us?"

"She's still getting ready. No point of hurrying."

"You could've told me it would take you a year to get ready! I could've been somewhere else and picked you up when you're done!"

"I'm not appreciating all these comments, Ryford!"

"Just get your ass down here and—"

Y/N's words got lost in her mouth as Lauren showed up on the top of the stairs, wearing a tube top, ripped jeans, and heels, all in the color of black. Her outfit was covered by a blush colored coat while she had a thick choker and multiple rings for her accessories. Lauren always looked good but Y/N never saw her dress up like this. Her make-up wasn't too heavy but it was enough for the billionaire's jaw to drop.

"You were saying?" Lauren asked, grinning whilst approaching the stunned billionaire.

"You look really good," Y/N said, almost breathless. Her feeling of rage was easily swept away, staring at the goddess in front of her. "I feel like I'm underdressed now and that's coming from a model. Wow."

Lauren giggled and walked past her, causing the billionaire to follow her with her hungry gaze. "Camila said that Taylor's got a huge a house and if there's going to be a lot of people, I can't just dress like trash."

Y/N frowned snaking an arm around Lauren's waist before leaning in to her ear. "You never dress like trash."

She pressed a kiss on her neck, erupting a shiver to run down Lauren's spine. Her husky voice wasn't helping either.

She wasn't used to Y/N being affectionate with her at all times. It was always sexual remarks and touches that would lead to bed or somewhere they could be alone. It was now easy to confuse whether Y/N wanted her in a sexual or romantic way. But did Y/N really know what romantic meant?

"We've got a party to go to," Lauren said, stepping back from the billionaire with a sheepish smile. "And we promised Camila a ride, remember?"

Y/N huffed dramatically as she rolled her eyes. "You promised, I didn't."

"Come on," Lauren said, hooking her arm around Y/N's and pulling her along to the front door. "Camila's my friend. Therefore, you should be friends with her too."

"And friends meant free and responsible rides to parties?"

Lauren grinned as she opened the door for the both of them, stepping out to the cold. "Isn't that what are friends for?"

"Friends aren't cockblockers," Y/N grumbled, fumbling with her keys and leading Lauren to her car.

Lauren snorted and passed the billionaire. "Oh, honey, they are."

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It's been an hour since the three got to Taylor's party and Camila was right—they were in a freaking mansion. Wild Thoughts by DJ Khaled featuring Rihanna and Bryson Tiller was currently heard throughout the lot and everyone was having fun. Even if it was a school night, the place was still packed.

Packed enough to have Y/N and Lauren grinding against each other whenever they had the opportunity to. Actually, they've been all over each other since they got there and everyone noticed but they prefer not to care. Lauren wanted to have fun tonight and Y/N wasn't going to be the one to keep her from doing that. The billionaire didn't leave Lauren's side even though people tried to start a conversation with her or invite her somewhere else in the house. She always pulled the green-eyed girl along with her. Lauren didn't mind. She loved Y/N's company as well and she felt different when girls she didn't know began surrounding her.