3rd pov:
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"Let's go baby." You over hear Brad say to Lauren. She nods, says her goodbyes, and the two go sit at their own table to talk. "Oh my god. Did he call her baby?" You ask Dinah who was sitting next to you. "Maybe?" "D... I'm not okay." You say looking down. "Play it cool." Normani says from the other side of you. "Because she likes that." Dinah finishes. "Cool. I gotta go." You say not waiting for them to respond and leaving.
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"So what if I'm getting a little attention?" You scoff at Lauren as you put on lip gloss. "You're gettin' a lot more than a little." She says with her eyes raking over your body. "Not from anyone that matters." You mutter. "I just think you shoud be careful." "And I think that if you really feel the need to tell someone what they should and shouldn't do, you should pick up your phone and call your boyfriend." You say angerily before walking out the door.
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"You're such a dick! Why are you even here?!" You ask Lauren. "I'm a dick?" She asks confused. "I'm not the one taking advantedge of girls, Y/n!" "You do know that not everyone is trying to get into my pants right?" You counter with her. "You'd be suprised." She mutters. "You can't tell me who I can and can't have sex with! Because that's none of your business anymore, Lauren!" You yell at her gaining the attention from everyone else in the room. "Were you going to have sex with her?" "Oh my god!" "What?!" She asks. "You're insane!" You yell at her. "You're avoiding the question!" She yells back. It's silent for a moment. "What if I was?" "What?" "You heard me. What if I was?" Lauren's nostril's flare in anger as she glares at you. "What you don't like that? You don't like the idea of Perrie's hands.. all over my body?" You teasingly run your hands down. "You don't want that?" You ask her. "No.. no I don't like that one bit."
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