My girlfriend, Lauren, and I have been together since she went onto the X-factor and was put into the group Fifth Harmony. I have and will always support her through the fame and glory.
Sometimes, it became a little unbearable and the pressure would get to Lauren, meaning she would have an anxiety attack. But she never complained, because, well, it was her dream to become what she's always wanted to be. It worries me sometimes, when she gets cooped up and doesn't talk about her issues or her thoughts.
One thing that I've always admired about her though, is the way she never let herself change. Like most people do when they think they've finally hit the top and they stop caring. Almost as if saying 'Well, I've made it. So what's the point of trying anymore?', and they turn into some drug addicts, alcoholics, etc. Lauren didn't want to be like that, and she kept her promise to me; to never change and never let the fame get to her. She has stayed her happy, little, jellybean self.
But lately, I've felt like we've become more distant. And I scares me, honestly.
Becoming distant with someone you love, hurts because you don't know what's going through they're head, so you're left in the dark. No one likes to be left in the dark. For all you know, the person you love could be lying to you and you wouldn't even notice because you're blinded by the love you have for them. The scary thing about being blinded by love is not noticing the pain that they're making you feel, the wrong that they're making you do, the hurt that they are making you cause other people close to you. But you still don't notice. Because what you feel for them is such a strong emotion.
I have been on tour with Lauren and the girls for the past few months, Lauren not wanting to leave me behind in Florida. We've just arrived in New York, and the city lights lit it up like a christmas tree.
I was in the living room of the hotel room when Lauren had stormed into the hotel room angrily, slamming the door and marching into our room and slamming that door too.
Not long afterwards, the rest of the girls came rushing in, "Lauren!" Dinah yelled, the girls not noticing me on the couch.
I stood up, putting my book down. "What happened?"
All three heads snapped in my direction, some faces going into worry, fear, and pity. I didn't like that look.
"Y/n! We didn't see you there! How ya been girl? God, your hair looks great! Did you do something different to it? Your eyebrows is on flee-" Dinah rambled on nervously.
"Dinah! Can you tell me what happened?!" I yelled, growing frustrated.
They all took a glance at each other before Dinah spoke again, "Y/n, you might want to sit down." So I did, I sat down, ready to listen. "I'm sure you've noticed how Lauren has become so distant. So us being the great best friends we are, we confronted her about it. The girls and I can see the pain it causes you, Y/n."
I sat there, slightly dumbfounded, taking all of her words in. "What did she say?"
Dinah hesitated, "Well, this is where I think you should go talk to her about it. It's really not my business to tell." She gave a sympathetic smile.
Looking around the room, I found the rest of the girls nodding their heads with same sad smile as Dinah. I let out a huff of air before getting up and walking to my bedroom, where Lauren was currently taking a shower.
