changes (lauren cimorelli)

Calvin

Ashers POV

Reaching over and slamming my hand on the hotel alarm clock. Silencing it from make that stupidly annoying noise. "I'm sore".

I looked down and chuckled at Lauren. Running my hand through her hair and she loo-

*bang bang bang*

"Yes?"

*bang bang bang*

"Bro what do you need" I said getting annoyed. Waiting for a yelled but not getting it so I laid back down.

*bang bang bang*

"I swear to god this better be important" moving out from under a tired and upset Lauren. Finding some shorts to put on and a shorts bra.

Throwing my hair up in a bun and moving to open the curtains.

*bang bang bang*

"shut the fuck up I'm coming!" I grabbed my phone and walked to the door, to hopefully quiet the stupid bitch at the door.

*bang ban-*

His hand going almost near my face so I moved to the side.

"Fucking stop bro. Why are you fucking bugging at 6 in the morning"

Lauren's manager walked through without me noticing it was him at the door. "Lauren get up you have to be at the shoot in an hour to get makeup done. And your little girlfriend needs to lose the attitude if she wants to be with you."

"Okay mike I got it." Lauren said sitting up and groaning lightly. A smirk comes over my face.

He stood against the desk and crossed his arms just staring at her.

Lauren moved her head forward as if she was asking what did he need. "Come on Lauren. Now"

"I'm naked dumbass" his face automatically turned red and let out a small oh before running out of the room.

The door closed and Lauren laughed, asking for a shirt. I grabbed one out of my bag, Lauren quickly reaching out her hand to take it.

I threw it over my shoulder and walked over to the bed. Putting my knee on the bed and pushing her lightly back onto the bed. Her smirk covered her face before she reached for the shirt.

"You'll get that after baby" she said as she slipped on the shirt. Pushing me off of her jokingly too to other side of the bed.

"Come on. At least get ready. We have a few shots to get down."

My eyes opened and I looked over to Lauren buttoning up jeans. "We?"

She stopped her movement and said 'fuck' under her breath. "Yeah. We?"

I stood up and slowly walked to get my phone. "What do you mean we"

"They want separate and couple pictures of us. It was suppose to be a secret. I know you don't want to be very public with ourselves. But this is part of the business. I'm moving out of my comfort zone and modeling for Calvin. Please be here with me."

I realized she thought I was mad. I wasn't. More so caught off guard. "Hey hey. It's okay. I'm not mad. Thank you for at least telling me" I wrapped my large arms around her and pulled her into a thigh hug.

I felt her relaxing under me. She pulled my waist into hers and smiled "you're definitely getting some tonight"

"Even after 4 years, everytime you say that I get excited."

***
"Can you move a little to the right. Right there don't move! Lauren come in."

Lauren walked in from the pitch black of the studio. "Woah."