Just A Text Away - A Camren Fanfic-

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Lauren makes her way down some dark, dimly lid alleyway, almost bumping into trash cans, people and lampposts every few seconds. Her eyelids are hanging and her makeup is smeared over her face slightly. It's late, or maybe even early, but she doesn't care. She isn't done partying yet.

"Jauregui, here you are.." Someone sighs, making the green eyed singer look up. She can't really see the person anyway however, since her vision was blurred by all the alcohol and drugs she's consumed the whole night.

"C-claiere?" She slurs, wondering who this female voice belongs to.

"Jesus Christ, no." The voice chuckles, taking her hand and pulling her forward. "It's me." She whispers into Lauren's ear, seductively.

"C-Camz?" Lauren hears herself say then, hope evident in her voice as the hears the person sigh.

"Mood killer.." The girl who has an arm wrapped around her waist, says. "It's Lucy, dumbass."

Lauren blinked a few times, her vision still to blurry to really identify the person standing in front of her. "Oh." She says, not really knowing how else to reply but realising even in her drunk state of mind, that she'd made things awkward now. "Sorry.."

"Ready to go to my place?" Lucy asks then, seemingly ignoring the short, awkward conversation that had just happened.

Lauren shakes her head however. "I wanna dance, Luce.." She says, using the nickname she'd given the girl a few weeks ago, after they'd started hanging out more often since a little while.

"You can't dance.." Lucy says then. "Not right now, you're too far gone."

"I'll just take some coke to freshen up, I'll be fine." Lauren fights, eyebrows furrowed as she still tries to get Lucy's face to become HD instead of the pixels she was seeing now.

"And what if some people recognise you in there again?" Lucy asks, pointing at the door of the club Lauren had been planning to party at. "You know what the media is already saying about you right? It won't be good for your reputation if-"

Lauren scoffs. "F-cuck that reputation man.." She slurs. "I just wanna have fun."

Lucy rolls her eyes but eventually let's the green eyed popstar go anyway, knowing fighting won't be a good plan anyway, since Lauren always wins, especially when she's this fucked up. "Just one hour or something, okay?" Lauren asks then, holding onto her hand tightly.

"It's closing in like half an hour, but fine." She says, rolling her eyes before following the stubling girl into the club.