Lauren Jauregui Imagines

Don't

"Hault." Your son had come to a stop, his smile immediately dropping. You stood next to him, quite upset yourself.

"When we enter this store, don't look at nothing, don't touch nothing, don't breath on nothing, because you're not getting nothing. We came here to get a present for Dinah's daughter, and Dinah's daughter only." Lauren growled, crushing your spirits.

"Damnit. Jax, I told you not to seem too excited. Now we got caught."

"Okay, but why we all going inside, if we can't get anything." You let go of Jax's hand and stepped away from him, your eyes wide in fear.

"Really now? You really wanna talk to me like that? They cut my damn stomach open, to take your mega mind ass out of me, and you really go and give me this attitude. Back me up Y/N." You hands shook, and you struggled to say something.

"I.....I-...Listen to your mother kid."

"I would ma, believe me, but how am I gonna listen to someone who don't have no logic. I don't know why we all had to get off for, if we shopping for Beyonce only. And I didn't tell you get knocked up, that was on you. But you failed to give birth to me, push harder next time mom." Your jaw had now made itself comfortable on the parking lot ground, Lauren's usual green eyes now a stormy grey.

"Fine, go wait your ass in the car, by yourself, with no air conditioning, with those windows rolled all the way up. Let's see if you still breathing by the time we get back." Jax still didn't get the hint, his mouth open to say something else already.

"Shark week?" Two teenage girls watched from the distance, their eyes wider than Mia Khalifa's pus-

"Fuck. No." Lauren harshly gripped Jax's ear and dragged him back to the car.
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Jax had ended up staying in the car with the windows rolled down three inches. You offered to stay with him, but quickly got shot down by Lauren's nasty glare.

"Do you think I have no logic too?" Lauren spoke, breaking the thick silence there was around you. You panicked, if you agreed with Jax, you'd be in for it, but if you kissed up to her too much, you'd be in for it too. But the thing is, with Lauren you couldn't tell when too much, was too much.

"Lauren-"

"Nevermind, I see where you stand.

"But I didn't say anything!?"

"You took forever to say something, that means you had to think about it, so that means you think I don't have any logic."

"Lo, even if you didn't have any logic-" Lauren quickly spun on her heel, sending a nasty glare your way. "Which you do, which you do. Jax was in the wrong, he was being a bitch. You graduated with a 5.2 GPA baby, Jax's is twelve, the dude knows nothing compared to you." Lauren smiled, and kissed your cheek. For the time being after that moment, you followed your wife around the store like a love sick puppy.

If you couldn't tell, this was rushed as FUCK.