Lauren Jauregui Imagines

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"Fifth Harmony's Lauren Jauregui Seen Out and About with Actress (Y/N) (Y/L/N)... Again?!"

You chuckled at the link your agent sent you, opening it to find some pictures of you and Lauren walking around the city with paragraphs speculating a relationship between the two of you. You turned off you phone, shoving the last bit of your breakfast in your mouth.

You grabbed your coat and stepped out of your hotel room, quickly making your way to the elevator and then towards the lobby. You stepped out the doors, spotting the uber you called moments ago. You were scheduled for an interview, but luckily none of it was going to be filmed so there was no need to dress up. You arrived at your destination quite quickly, being asked for a picture only once before checking in. You were directed to the room where you would be having the interview, a short light skinned woman coming into view as you stepped into the room.

"Good morning," You smiled at her, extending your hand towards her.

She took a tight hold of it, "Good morning. How are you?"

"I'm doing good. How are you?" You proceeded with the small talk.

"Great, I'm great. How about we just dive right into it?" She asked as she motioned for you to sit in the chair in front of hers.

You gave her a cheeky smile and nodded, allowing for her to continue. She introduced herself and you did the same, although she knew who you were. She asked you the usual questions about your career, a lot about the upcoming movie you were in, and some about your famous co-stars before shifting in her seat, preparing to ask the questions for her next topic.

"So, are you currently single?" She breathed out.

You smirked, rubbing your thigh subconsciously, "I, uh, I rather not answer."

She nodded but didn't seem satisfied with your answer. So she continued, "You've been seen hanging out with Lauren Jauregui quite a lot. You have anything to say about that?"

You chuckled, sitting up a bit in your chair. "Well, she's a great person to be around. I find her company very enjoyable."

She hummed, flipping the page in her notebook. "But you two... aren't, let's say, an item?"

You shook your head, "No, no. I wouldn't call it that." And as soon as you said it you knew those were a poor choice of words.

"Then what would you call it?" Yeah, you saw that coming.

"No, I mean..." You sighed, "We aren't together, if that's what you're getting at." Your hand cut through the air as you tried to end the conversation then and there.

"Alright," She smiled, although she looked unconvinced. She then moved on to ask about another topic, the tension in your shoulders quickly diminishing.

The next morning you woke up with your nose buried in waves of black hair and pale skin. You breathed in the girl's scent, cuddling closer into her back. You heard her breath out and shift in her sleep. She scooted away from you, so you tightened your hold around her waist, rubbing your nose on the back of her neck.

"Baby," She softly groaned. "It's really hot. Get off." She attempted to push you off, but her sleepiness prevented her from using her full strength.

You chuckled, kissing the side of her neck before sitting up. You looked around the room, clothes were scattered everywhere and you couldn't really tell what was yours at first glance. You shook your head, getting up and putting on a big t-shirt that was in your suitcase. You walked into the restroom, doing your business and brushing your teeth before stepping out to find a naked, pouting Lauren covered with bed sheets.

"You left me," She mumbled.

You laughed, crawling back into bed with her. "You told me to get off of you," You whispered as you planted kisses along her jaw.

"I didn't mean it," she hummed, melting into your arms as you wrapped them around her waist again.

She turned in your arms, her sleepy eyes opening slowly to look into yours. She caressed your neck, her hand then moving up and over your cheek.

"How have you been? We didn't really get to... talk much yesterday," She whispered the last part, her hand lowering to you collar bones.

You chuckled, capturing her lips in a quick kiss. "No we didn't," You murmured against her lips. She hummed out a small laugh, tucking her head into the crook of your neck.

"Really though, how have you been? I've missed you, you know." She prompted.

You smiled at her words, turning your head slightly to kiss at the top of hers. "I've been good. I've missed you too. A lot."

She smiled against your neck, but didn't say anything so you continued, "I had an interview yesterday. They asked me about us."

She chuckled, lifting her head from your neck. She shifted away from you and rested her head on her arm which she had propped up on the pillow.

"What happened?" She prompted with an amused smile.

"I tried to just fully avoid the question at first, but I messed up and had to lie. She asked if we were an item. I said that we weren't together," You shrugged, sinking into the blankets around you. Lauren hummed, her smile falling slowly.

"I really wanna come out already. I hate management," She groaned, sliding across the bed to be as close to you as possible.

"I know, baby," You didn't know what else to say.

You didn't know what her management was thinking at all. You were both proudly out, but they didn't want you two publicizing your relationship for some reason. Lauren tried to fight them on it, and she tried hard. But they had said something and she came back in tears and you really didn't know what else to do but hold her and agree to whatever they said, as long as you could be with her.

"I'm sorry. I know – " She started but you shook your head.

"Hey, hey. I don't – As long as I'm with you, it really doesn't matter to me who knows and who doesn't," You reassured her.

She nodded, mumbling something into your skin as she sunk into your embrace.

"What?" You cut her off softly.

"I was saying, that someday I'm just going to full on make out with you in the middle of the street so everyone knows about us and they can get off my fucking back," She finished angrily.

You laughed shortly, nodding, "Yeah, how about tomorrow during lunch?"

"Yeah, it's a date."

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