It's a Summer Fling

Chapter 9

Lauren's P.O.V.*edited*

*Graphic Towards The Ending* (if you don't like cutting just skip it. I'll put it in bold so you know what to skip.)

Before Zayn left he made me take a cold shower then make me drink tons of water to sober up. After he had helped me I made sure to give him my room key. He promised to come in the morning.

When my head hit the pillow I had some troubles going to sleep, so I decided to call someone that might help me.

It rung four times before he picked up.

"Hello?" he answered probably not knowing who would be calling at this time.

"Simon, its me Lauren. I know its late, but can we talk?"

"Lauren, is everything okay? Is anybody hurt?"

"Everything's fine Uncle Simon. I just wanted to talk to you about me and Zayn. I can't 'date' him. I ruined his and Perrie's relationship."

"Sweetie, everything's going to be fine. I promise. Have I ever done something that would hurt you?." He said waiting for a response.

"No.. but I just don't like the idea."

"You guys can break up after both you're albums come out. That's all we need for you two to do. Can you at least agree to that?"

"I guess.. I'll try and make you proud Simon." I said about to end our call.

"Oh wait Lauren. Zayn told me earlier to call Lana to not put your interview in Teen Vogue yet. Can you tell him that they already published it for next month?"

"Sure, but if you don't mind me asking, why did Zayn want it out of Teen Vogue?"

"Have no idea, sweetheart. I guess you'll just have to ask him. Goodnight, Lauren."

"Night." she ended the call thinking about why Zayn wouldn't want their interview published. Was it because of Perrie? Or maybe even because he didn't want everyone to know they were dating. Well fake dating.

She decided she would worry about this all tomorrow, besides if she didn't sleep know she wouldn't get any sleep before The Today Show.

~Lauren's Dream~

I had woken up to get dress only to look around and see Zayn on the edge of my bed.

"Hey sleepy head."

I giggled admiring how cute he was "Hi." I said with my raspy voice.

"I love you." He looked serious.

"Well that was fast." I stood up from the bed to look for my costume but Zayn held my wrist. "What?" I said turning around to see Perrie on the bed instead of Zayn.

"What the hell..." I tried pulling her off me, but failed.

"Stay away from Zayn." she started standing up to be face-to-face with me.

"Or what?"

"Or I'll make you're life a living hell. I'll make sure no one buys albums from you or the girls. I'll even make Simon drop you from Syco." she said squeezing my wrist tightly, making me wince in pain. After all my scars on my forearm were still sensitive.

"Okay.. whatever you want just please... stop hurting me."

"Never." she laughed, making sure to squeeze my wrist harder.

I screamed loudly to signal for help. The only response I got was Perrie shaking me saying, "Lauren!"

~Lauren's Dream Over~

"Lauren! Love, wake up!" I opened my eyes to see Zayn shaking me from side to side.

"Zayn! You're okay!" I reached up to hug him scared that whatever happened in the dream would happen soon. I was breathing heavily.

"Are you okay?" he felt my forehead, "You're burning up. Maybe it would be better if you don't go to The Today Show. I'll stay here with you." he suggested.

I nodded my head no, "I can't let down the Harmonizers like that." I said getting up slowly, walking to bathroom. "I'll be fine, just wait for me." I shouted from the bathroom. Locking the door I walked to the cabinet where I had but my shaving razor. I stomped on it taking a blade out. I stared at the razor thinking if she should or shouldn't. I didn't want anyone to worry about me, but the pain of thinking that I was a home-wrecker was unbearable. I slid the razor across my wrist where Perrie had held me in my dream. I continued the routine until I felt better. I then decided to get dress before Zayn would wonder what happened to me.

I walked out making sure my wounds looked presentable to me. "Can we just get this over with so we can just come back fast." I said marching towards the door. Zayn came up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. "If I agree will you tell me what happened?" I turned my head to look him in the eyes. "Okay." of course I wouldn't tell him the truth, but I had to make him believe that.

We walked out. I felt his hand hold on to mine. It was like old times when we could be a normal couple without all this drama. God if I could rewind time I would still be with the love of my life, Zayn.