seven eleven ∞ m.c.

fourty

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lauren walks around vegas, head spinning, phone vibrating every minute. she finally answered it, michael breathing. "where are you lauren, i didn't mean it like that. you know that, why is this marriage thing a big deal?"

"what if we were really married? you'd be focused on whether calum, luke, and ashton have your blessing."

"it wasn't like that. calum was a coverup for my parents, lauren. pete, karen, daryl, im sure they'd leave me if i married without their consent." michael admits, looking down at the stream beneath his feet.

"im sorry michael, i-i didn-"

"it's fine babe, just tell me where you are." he says sternly, happy that they aren't in an argument anymore.

"im by the mgm grand. i'll go to the hotel." she smiles. "meet me there."

"okay, baby."

••••

"i love you so fucking much." he mumbles against her lip, pushing her down on the bed.

he intertwines their fingers above her head, breathlessly leaving kisses down her neck. "room service, stop what you're doing because everyone heard you last night."

haley walks past the doorway, michael squinting. "room service doesn't clean the room everyday."

"we do. we're tidy in this hotel and you're just a mess."

"bitch," lauren snarls, sitting on michael's lap. he chuckles, while kissing her temple. "im bored of sitting in here. let's go to the hollywood sign."

"that's far." michael concludes.

"further the better!"

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