Harmony[Lauren/You]

Chapter 3

"Is the suite really that big? Where's Y/N?" Dinah groaned, finding it long for you to find Camila.

"Y/N must've find it hard to approach Camila." Sergio assumed, sitting on a chair next to Troy, facing the girls, and took a bite out of his pancake. "I mean, Y/N's still a bit...hesitant?"

His brother disagreed. "Nah, for all I know, Y/N and Camila must be doing something fun."

Sergio glared at Troy. "What do you mean, something fun?"

Troy gave him a deep throaty chuckle, he grinned at his brother. "You know what I mean." He wiggled his brows.

Lauren coughed wildly, choking on her food as Troy's words caught her by surprise. Troy quickly stood up from his seat and head straight towards the fridge to get her some water. Ally gently pats Lauren's back to help her while Dinah and Normani just watched her with an amused expression.

"Thank you." Lauren breathed out the the tickling sensation in her throat and took the glass of water Troy handed out to her.

"Dang, Laur. What did you swallow? The spoon?" Dinah chuckles.

Lauren rolled her eyes at Dinah, chugging down the whole glass of water and setting it down the island in front of her, letting out a sharp breath.

"Really?! You saw that?"

Camila's laugh erupted in the kitchen from the outside, making heads turn towards the door way. You and Camila entered the kitchen, her hands wrapped around your arm as she tries to contain herself from laughing. Troy shoots a smug smile at his brother, and to piss him more, he wiggled his brows at him.

Lauren's eyes glued down from her friends hands around you, her eyes hiding a furious glare that she doesn't even know why she's doing it. You bit your lip, holding in the smile threatening to form on your lips when hearing Camila's contagious laugh.

"So..." Troy crossed his arms on the island table and rest his chin above it. "Did you two had fun?"

You arched a brow at him. "Get your mind out of the gutter."

"You get your mind out of the gutter, I didn't even say anything." He countered.

"Well it sounds like it."

"We-" Troy was cut off by Sergio, sticking his hand on his younger brothers mouth.

"Thank you, Sergio." You sigh. Dinah got up from her seat and paced towards you, her feet stopping in front of you.

"I see you and walz here are in a good condition now."

You nod your head, looking down to the small latina beside you. "Well, Camila threatened me." You shrugged your shoulders. "I didn't have any other choice."

Camila gasped. "I did not." She lightly pushed you to the side."She begged for me to forgive her."

You snorted. "Since when?"

"Since you asked me to make a song with you." Camila smirked, walking towards an empty seat and begins to eat her cold breakfast.

"Really? Since when did the two of you planned on making a song together?" Ally asked, surprised.

"Anything can happen in just 30 minutes, Ally." Normani wiggled her brows.

The sound of chair being pushed back echoed in the room. You all looked towards Lauren, a very heavy mood radiating off her. Once again, you felt yourself being awestruck by her beauty. Her dark hair framing her face making her emerald orbs more prominent and beautiful at the sight, and when staring at her alluring red lips makes you want to taste it.

"You know, Y/N. Lauren might melt." Camila stated while chewing her food, making your face burn.

Lauren's eyes shoots towards you, along with everybody else. The prolonged empty silence making you nervous at the spot, and Lauren's beguile green eyes were like melting you into a puddle.

You coughed nervously. "I don't know what you're saying, Camila."

Camila giggles cutely. "Sure you don't."

Sergio's hand vibrated on the sound of his brothers muffled mouth that he covered his hand on. He retreated his hand back. "Say what again?"

Troy smirks. "Just like what Normani said, Anything can happen in 30 minutes."

Christina's fingers tapped on the keys while her eyes go back and forth from the papers to the screen. Her glasses rest gently on the tip of her nose while her eyes scrunched up as she scanned some incorrect words she typed. After breakfast, you all head out to the bus to get it started on the road. Christina called in a meeting to discuss your band's album that is coming up very soon. 

The meeting was held in the lounge, just at the very back of the room of the tour bus, the girls were respectful enough to give you some privacy. The twins lounge at the long couch on your left side while you and Christina sat on the single chairs oppositely.

"So, we need to change some things on your album." Christina announced, pulling off her glasses before setting it down on the coffee table.

Sergio frowned. "Why? I thought it was already fine?"

"It is, but it's a little too plain." She explained. "We need other voices to sing with you in some other songs."

Troy brows furrowed while nodding his head, trying to understand what Christine is trying to say. "What do you prefer?"

"Well..there's some artists from the next stop we'll be in, and Simon already had talked to them in singing with you on one of your songs." Christina's lips slowly grew an exciting smile.

The twins smile grew wider as well, being excited on who it will be. You contemplated for a moment, thinking of what songs they'll be in. The songs you composed were only for three people, and not knowing that there's going to be an addition to one of the songs, it'll be hard for you to fix the timing of the songs.

Troy spun his head towards you, seeing your reaction his smile faded. "What's wrong, Y/N? Don't you like it?" He asked. Sergio looks st you as well.

"No it's not that." You shook your head, side glancing Christina. "Its just that, it'll be very hard to adjust some of the songs."

Christina pursed her lips and nods her head in understatement. "That's been on my mind for quite awhile now when I heard your songs." She recalled, looking down on her wrist watch. "Look, I'll give you time to fix some of your songs before Simon calls me for your decisions."

Christina closed her laptop and slid it in inside of her black suitcase, clipping the lock close and swing the strap around her shoulders after standing up. "Since then you better get ready for your rehearsals this evening."

"Rehearsals? But we're still on the roa-" Sergio's body collided towards the wall while you and his brother rolled over the carpet floor.

Christina smiled down at the tree of you, the sudden halt of the bus hadn't even affected her. "I guess we've just arrived, pack your stuffs and be ready to the hotel you're staying in." Christina informed before turning to her heels and exited the room.

Troy tilted his head up. "How did she even?"

"Lucky timing, I guess." You mumbled coherently, rolling over on your back and breathing in the air that was squeezed out of you.

You sat on the edge of the stage, your leg tucked under your thigh while the foot of your other leg flail down the stage. Your fingers swerve on the pad of your laptop, checking on and editing some songs you'll be picking on using for featuring other artists that Simon picked.

"And a One, two, three, go." Sergio counted while he hits his drumsticks together.

"If I couldn't buy you the fancy things in life, shawty would it be alright

Come one show me that you do." Troy sung some verse on one of your songs.

Like a light bulb switching on, you got an idea. Your hand slid down on your jeans, pulling out the phone from deep within your pockets and dialed Christina's number. It ringed for a couple of seconds before Christina's voice came in from the speaker.

"I hope you're ready to die for disturbing my sleep." You hear her groggy voice from the other line.

You huff quietly, amused, and looked down to your wrist watch. "Is this what managers greet us?"

"Y/N?" You hear a shuffling noise from the background.

"It's still 7:00 in the evening." You told her. "already done with work?"

"No.." She groaned. "I'm almost done, I'm just waiting for you guys to submit some of the songs you picked."

"Well, about the songs.." You begin to say. "Look, Christina I-"

"Inah."

Your brows scrunched. "What?"

"Just call me Inah, calling me by my whole name is too formal." She explained.

"Okay...As I was saying." You continued. "I tried adjusting some of the songs and it's really hard but,"

"But?.."

"There's this one song I can still try to adjust."

"It's alright, as long as if there's some one featuring."

"May I ask if who'll be the artists I would be working with?" You asked.

"Let's see here..." You hear papers shuffling from the other line. "You'll be picking on ; Hailee Steinfeld, Jacob Whiteside, Adam Levine and Justin Bie-"

"Adam Levin." You cut her off. "Adams perfect."

"He is isn't he." Christina mumbled dreamily. You groaned at her. "I'll send you the address of the studio we'll be working in tomorrow, in the time being yo-"

You almost lose the grip and drop the phone as you jolt from your place, hearing the loud crash from behind.

"I'll fix that!" Troy shouted.

"Y/N, are you there? What happened?" You hear Christina's voice few inches away on the phone.

"Yeah, I'm here." You say over the phone, placing it back again on your ear.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing, Troy just broke the drums." You stated nonchalantly, shrugging your shoulders.

"You guys should be very careful with the equipments." She scolded. "Remember, the band still hasn't yet earned enough money."

"Don't worry, Inah." You assured. "We'll be very careful." Your eyes flinched, hearing a crashing sound again. You let out an irritated sigh, glaring at Troy as he attempt to assemble the drums back together.

Christina hummed, you can feel her uncertainty all the way from where she was. "Just be sure you guys won't break anything else, if not, I'll take it out on you Y/N."

You opened your mouth but before you could reply she hang up. You looked at the screen. "Why only me?!" You groaned.

You set the phone down next to you, huffing out a tired sigh as you noticed that you've been wasting too much energy than you used to be. You raked your hands through your hair, contemplating all things that had happened throughout the month. You were just a person living in a quiet town, plowing soil, harvesting vegetables. Now you're in a band, making songs and in the process of touring around America. You did not expect life escalate that quickly.

"Tell me why we didn't bring Troy with us?" Sergio asked.

The automatic glass door opened, letting the two of you enter the building, the centralized air embracing your bodies replacing the warm climate that your body collected from the long walk outside.

"It's because..." You try to explain. "I don't know, I'm still pissed at him for breaking three microphones yesterday."

Sergio shrugged. "You can't blame him, he grew up breaking things." He chuckled deeply.

"Did he break his brain too?" You grumbled, annoyed, pressing the up button of the elevator and waited.

"Lighten up, Y/N." He gently pats your back. "I'm sure Troy's learning his lesson."

"Cleaning our rooms and the girl's rooms still aren't enough." You grumbled. "I don't even know what Inah's going to do to me."

"Inah?"

"Christina," You told him. "She told me I should call her that because calling her by her full name was too formal." You shrugged.

"Already in the nickname basis are we?" He smirked.

"Shut up, she's too old for me."

"She's only 25, Y/N, Not 75." He says. "You're 19, both of your age's are not that much of a big difference."

"Why do you sound like I'm going to date her?"

"Easy there, that's not it." He raises his hands in defense. "You and I both knew that you're going to date Lauren."

You snorted. "No I won't."

"You'll see." Sergio muttered but you ignored it.

The elevator dings and the metal doors open. You and Sergio went in, your thumb pressing the 27th floor. You lean your head back against the wall, your eyes staring at the numbers as the yellow light flickers to what floor you're in.

"Can I ask you something?" You said, cutting the silence that is slowly consuming the room.

"That's the first." Sergio chuckled shortly. "What?"

"What's going on between...you know." You shyly scratched the side of your neck. "Lauren and Brad."

You felt Sergio shrug. "I don't know."

"I thought you and the girls were close."

"That doesn't mean I knew something about it." Sergio remarked, you can feel him staring at the side of your face. "All I know is that talking about Brad is a sensitive subject for Lauren."

You lightly nod your head in understatement. "Do you think we'll find all about it?" You wondered.

"I don't know." Sergio clicked his tongue. "Do you?"

"I do not fail on finding things." You confidently stated.

"How will you be able to find it out?"

Your eyes shoots towards the boy beside you, your eyes narrowing like he said something stupid. "Dude, you can always find it out all in the internet, I mean it's not like they're not famous or anything." You rolled your eyes at him.

"Oh, right." Sergio bashfully smiled at you. "Google knows everything."

The elevator dings, signaling that you've arrived at the floor you picked. Your eyes caught the empty hallway as the doors finally opened. You and Sergio exited the elevator and scanned the doors one by one, finding the room number Christina told you where to meet.

"Thanks girls." Troy muttered breathlessly, closing his eyes as his body falls on to the couch in the lounge of the tour bus that he and the girls are hanging out.

"It's alright, Troy." Camila replied, sitting on the opposite couch. "Y/N really took it too far, do you think?"

Few hours after you left, Troy finishes his punishment, or in other words you call 'disciplinary action', he then accompanied the girls to the tour bus since they felt that hanging in the hotel too much was pretty boring

Troy groaned. "I get the feeling that she isn't yet satisfied of the punishment she gave me."

Dinah arched a brow at him. "You don't have to do it in the first place."

"She's the boss, it's not like I can do anything about it." Trot shrugged.

Lauren rolled her eyes in the idea of you bossing around people. "What could I expect, she's Brad's brother." She murmured.

"How long have you knew Y/N?" Normani asked.

Troy squints his eyes as if doing it help him more on remembering. "I met her when I was 7 years old, she's just 5 that day." Troy begins to tell. "And I'll tell you, she was a brat that day when she just came from the UK."

Ally stood up from her seat. "Lauren, how about we get some snacks?"

Lauren nods, standing up from her seat next to Camila and exited the room with Ally.

"What was she like back then?" Camila asked.

"Oh gosh, she was a stubborn kid, still is but a little bit," Troy's lips formed a smile from the memories. "She was very judgmental, snob and hard headed."

Normani nods her head. "I see those traits a little bit on her but, she's good." She shrugged.

"So what happened?" Dinah crossed her arms. "Ya know, she changed a little bit from what you said." Camila nods her head, agreeing on her friend.

"Her Grandma shaped her bratty attitude." Troy chuckled.

"You guys talk a lot about Y/N's grandma." Camila observed. "Tell us more about her."

"Grandma Y/L/N is a very kind person, she's very well known in our hometown for helping others." Troy explained. "She's very loved by the people, mostly Y/N since, she raised Y/N all on her own."

"Why? Where's Y/N's father?" Camila asked.

Troy's lips shuts tight, his lungs hitched, he did not expect someone to ask that. He shook his head. "It's not my place to tell."

Dinah groaned. "You guys really have the habit to hide things from us."

"To be fair, you're hiding things from us as well." Troy countered.

"And what would that be?" Dinah arched a brow.

"Brad." Troy stated. "Why and how is Brad related to you girls?"

Ally searched the pantry, her eyes scanning for snacks and instant drinks. Meanwhile Lauren sat on the stool, watching ally with an amused expression, finding it quite funny that the small girl hasn't yet noticed that she's not even helping her.

"Lauren..." Ally called out in monotone voice.

Lauren hummed, looking down on her phone, eyes watering as her chest achenes, reliving the moments she and the person she had fallen in love on.

"What do you think of Y/N?" Ally softly mumbled, carrying on her search, moving onto another pantry.

"What about her?"

"I don't know...its just that," Ally paused, taking out three bags of chips and moving on to the refrigerator. "You and Brad had something and we were there to notice it but, why doesn't he even mention Y/N to us?"

"I don't know." Lauren shrugged. "I've been thinking of it as well." Lauren stated nonchalantly. "Who cares, I don't see something good about Y/N."

"Something good?." Ally looked at her confused. "What do you mean, Lauren?"

"She is Brad's sister, Ally." Lauren clarifies. "Don't tell me you already trust her."

"Y/N's different from Brad." Ally justified. "You and I both know she's better than him."

"But still," Lauren looked away. "Their siblings, someday, Y/N's going to do something the same like Brad has done."

"No, Lauren." Ally confidently stated. "Someday, you'll see that Y/N's different from him."

Ally closed the fridge, holding a jug of orange juice. She exited the kitchen not even sparing a glance at Lauren, disappointed at her for thinking about you like that. Lauren sighs, sliding off from the stool, taking the bags of chips before exiting the kitchen as well, towards the lounge they were before.

"He's a great guy, isn't he?" Sergio chuckles, closing the door behind him while you waited for him in the middle of the hallway.

"Yeah, fun guy as well." You added in monotone voice as the two of you begin to find your way towards the elevator.

"Can I ask you something?" Sergio's heavy footsteps echoed in the empty hallway.

"What?"

"Do you uh.." Sergio frustratingly scratched the back of his neck. "Do you by any chance uh..took a liking on Camila?"

You pursed your lips to a tight line. "Don't worry, I won't steal your girl."

"My girl." Sergio snorted. "I was just asking."

"Don't lie." Your eyes rolled to the side as you glanced at him. "I know how you are when you had a crush on someone."

"And how am I?"

"Do you by any chance took a liking on Camila?" You mimicked. "You turn into a formal goof very quick."

Sergio made a face. "Whatever."

"I win then."

You dug your hand into your pockets, finding it boring for you to walk all the way to the elevator. Arriving on the intersection you continued to head straight to the other hallway but before you could even cross, you felt something bump on you thighs. You look down, your eyes landing on a small figure that had fallen down on her rear.

You crouched and gently placed your hands on the sides of her body. "I'm sorry." You apologized softly, pulling the little girl back to her feet.

The girl looks up to you, her curly brown hair falling back from her shoulders and her fringe weaved to the side for you to see her face clearly. You freeze on your tracks, staring at her Y/Eye/C that is eminent from her pale face.

Her eyes scanned your features, a bright smile slowly forming on her face. "Y/N!" A cute squeal escaped her lips, her arms fly up to wrap itself around you.

You immediately shot up and took a step away from her, your heart pumping insanely in your chest, feeling like it wanted to jump out of your ribs. Sergio's eyes almost bulge out of its sockets, his jaw dropped from the resemblance he's seeing in front of him, he took out a device from his pockets before secretly taking a photo.

You nervously licked your lips. "W-why do you- know my name?"

"Mommy told me you're my sister." She smiled cutely, walking towards you, bringing up her arms to have you carry her small frame.

Your eyes widened from the words that rolled out from her lips. You stared at the small girl in front of you, Angelina?. Your hands slowly inched closer to your little sister, a small smile slowly curving on your lips. You abruptly paused on your tracks, Wait, if she's here that means...

Sergio notices you. "What's wrong?" He asked, placing an arm on your shoulder.

"Angelina!"

You staggered back, your shoulders jumped and trembled as you hear the voice you never hear of for 13 years. Footsteps neared your area, you heart deafening your ears by its loud thump. You hastily grabbed Sergio by his arm and pulled him across the hallway, ignoring the little girl that is looking at you with a frown on her face.

"We need to go." You pulled Sergio.

But before you can take your first step, a voice called your name, making you freeze on your spot. "Y/N?..." Your eyes widened from the sound of her voice. Tears gathered in your eyes blurring your vision.

"Y/N?..baby?.."

Sergio jerked forward, recovering from the shock as well and continued on to walk as you pull him by the arm towards the elevator just few meters away from the intersection, his eyes scanning the woman from head to toe, capturing permanently of what woman looked like in his mind. You ignored the calls and pressed the button of the elevator close.

Your back fall against the cold, metal wall, sliding down slowly as the tears in your eyes escaped. Chest twist, lungs tight as sobs escaped your lips. Sergio blinked, staring at the door in front of him.

"Phew, that was intense." Sergio awkwardly laugh, looking down at you as he scratched the back of his neck.

His forced smile fall down, finding it hard to comfort you since he never done it before, and it's the first time you let yourself be vulnerable like that. Sergio bend his knees, placing a hand on your back, soothing you reassuringly, whispering words to make you feel better.

"Someone's at the door." Troy munched on a doritos, making Camila cringe at him. He gave her a look. "What? Don't tell me you hate doritos too?"

Camila slowly nods, pursing her lips at him. "I don't see any reason to not like it."

"You're just like Y/N." Troy clicked a tongue. His ears perked up again, hearing a knock on the tour bus's door again.

"I'll get it." Lauren shouted from outside the lounge.

Troy hears muffled voices outside, squeals and laughs coming closer. Camila looks up towards the door and squealed, jumping off from the couch and lunged at someone just by the door. Troy paused the movie, tilting his head up to the side checking on who it was.

Troy's jaw dropped. His hands froze while the bag of chips in his hand tips over, spilling all its contents all over the carpet. His eyes stared at the slender figure entering the room, their mix of brown and blonde hair pooling over their shoulder, framing up their face making their chiseled jaw noticeable.

Troy squealed in his seat like a child. "Perrie Edwards!"

You stared at Troy, watching him having a conversation with his ultimate crush, Perrie Edwards, when did she even got here?. You squint your eyes, remembering that there's still new unfinished business that you'll be giving him to work on, in fact, the rooms aren't still clean either.

The seat next to you sunk, you look down to the side and see Ally, crossing her arms while a hidden glare shoots directly towards the two in front of you. An amused smile curved upon your lips and turn your attention back again to the brown haired boy in front of you, his smile was brighter than they used to be, his laugh was contagious, even the girl in front of him laughs with him as well.

You lean your head to the side. "So, anything new when we were out?" You asked Ally.

"Nothing new." She forced a laugh.

You furrowed your brows at her. "Something tells me that's a lie."

"Nothing really happened." She pushed. "We were supposed to watch movies, then somebody here." She briefly looked towards Perrie. "Just had to stop by."

You threw your body back and lean against the sofa, one of your arm resting above it, just the back of Ally's head, and kicked your leg above the other leg to rest on it.

"Where's the others?" You asked.

"Dinah, Normani, Camila and Lauren is in the kitchen eating, again." Ally's brows perched, like she just noticed something. "Speaking of eating, I haven't yet saw you eat since morning."

"Oh, I never noticed." You stated nonchalantly, contemplating on if you ate at the studio while Adam was recording. "I guess, eating a piece of pizza is considered as a breakfast."

Ally shot up from her seat then glared down at you with her hands on her hips. "No, you need a better meal to eat, young lady." She scolded, her hand clasped around your wrist and pulled you up towards the kitchen.

You groaned, prying your hands as you try to pull away. "For a small girl you're really strong." You murmured.

Ally turn her head towards you. "Did you say something?" She asked, a sinister smile on her face.

Oh s**t. You shook your head. "Nothing important." You forced an open smile.

The both of you arrived at the kitchen, your eyes catching the rest of her band mates with their heads on the food. Ally pushed you to an empty seat and walked towards the pantry, searching things for you to eat.

"Hey there monkey." You greeted, placing your hand on Camila's head and ruffling her hair, watching her stuff a banana in her mouth.

Camila gulped. "When did you arrived?" She asked, wiping her mouth.

"Just a couple of minutes ago."

Dinah placed her utensils down on her plate. "Well hello to you too, Y/N, me, Normani and Lauren are fine."

You forced a chuckle, scratching the back of your head. "Hey there, Dinah, Normani." You greeted the two, then lean over to the counter, looking over Dinah to the raven haired girl that is next to her. "H-hey...Lauren." You greeted but she ignored you.

Your brows scrunched, then faced forward with a confused expression, not really knowing why Lauren was acting that way. You placed your chin on your palm, disregarding the loud clangs of metal pans, and watch Camila as she was very serious about eating her banana's, never in your life that you've seen a person this serious about a banana.

You stared at her with a small smile. "Easy there monkey," You placed your free hand on her back. "No one's gonna still your banana's."

Camila huffed. "Someone always do." She glared at Dinah.

"It was an accident, Walz," Dinah excused. "I was hungry, I had to eat something."

"How in the world would you eat something and say it was an accident?" Camila raised a brow at her. "You're chewing it for godsak- Ouch!" Camila rubbed her arm, frowning at Ally when she hit her with a spatula.

"Don't use God's name in vain." She glared at Camila before continuing on to cook.

Dinah laughed at her before going back to eat her food. Camila pouted, rubbing her arm. You chuckle at her cuteness, placing your hand on her head again and ruffling her hair. You don't know why, but you liked doing that to the cute Latina.

"Don't worry, monkey," You told her. "I'll buy you banana's anytime you want them, but not always."

"Really?" You nod your head. Camila squealed, throwing her arms around your neck. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

A loud stool being pushed back startled you, you pulled away from Camila's arms and looked towards Lauren, who somehow stood up from her seat with an irritated face.

"I lost my appetite." She said. "I'm going to the bunks, everything's was fine awhile ago but somebody arrived."

You never assumed on things, but when those rolled out from her lips, it sets you off, when it felt like she was referring directly to you. When Lauren's about to walk past you, you stood up from your seat and grabbed her wrist, making her jerk back and look towards you, a furious glare on your face.

"Got a problem with me Lauren?" You asked.

She tires to pull her arm from your grip. "Let me go! Y/N!"

"I won't unless you tell me." You prompted. "What's you're problem?"

"You." Lauren admitted, her eyes squinting. "You're the problem, why are you even here?, after what happened to me and Brad you just suddenly appeared out of no where and came in to my life." Lauren's emerald orbs bored into yours, her eyes blinking the hidden tears away. "Now tell me, Y/N, is this another one of your brothers plan again?"

You scoffed, looking in her eyes in disbelief. "Why?" Your voice dropped to a whisper. "Why do think I'm part of his plan, Lauren, what did I do to you?"

Lauren's eyes flashed in guilt, seeing you shadowing the hurt in your eyes. She succeeded to pry her arm from your hand and massaged her wrist from your tight grip. Her lips parted, wanting to apologize but she knew she had said too much.

She put on a hard look, arching her brow at you. "You're his sister, Y/N, even though you two don't much look alike, but you two still act the same." She listed. "The way you move, speak, and no matter what you do you'll always and will be the same as him."

You slide your tongue across the top of your teeth, looking down while resting your hands on your hips. You inhaled deeply, rubbing your temples frustratingly. The four still watched, Ally looking at Lauren angrily, comparing you to him again.

Normani's eyes jumped between the two of you, she could feel the intensity radiating in the room from the both of you. Camila's lips fall, looking at you with a worried expression, she can see through those tough exterior, she knew you're hurt after what Lauren had said, but who wouldn't?, who wouldn't be hurt if you're being compared with an another person.

"Did I do something to you that Brad did as well?, Lauren?" You asked, both being angry and concerned at her.

"Nothing yo-"

"Then f*****g tell me why, Lauren" You growled, trying not to shout at her as possible. "Whatever Brad might've done to you is out of my knowledge, so stop f*****g comparing me to him!" You didn't intend to do it but the anger gathered in your chest blew up, you shouted at her.

Lauren staggered back, startled as your fist collided at the table, making the others jumped in their seats as well at the loud noise. The front door of the bus slammed close, Sergio rushed in the kitchen, his eyes scanning the scene as he tries catch his breath.

"What's going on?" He asked breathlessly, worried.

You ignored him. Ally twists the stove close and immediately round the counter towards you, finding a way to ease up the tension between you and Lauren.

Ally grabbed your arm. "Don't touch me!" She flinched when you yelled at her, stepping back as you moved away from her, your chest rising and falling deeply with heavy breathing.

You looked down, storming past Lauren bumping her lightly on her shoulders before heading straight in the bunks, slamming its doors shut, startling the people following you with their eyes. Lauren stared at the closed door, a guilty expression eminent on her face. She looked around, finding the people in the room glaring at her, mostly Sergio, Camila and Ally.

"I was already starting to like you as a friend, Lauren." Troy's voice entered the room. The side of his arm resting on the side door frame while Perrie stood just next to him, letting Lauren know that they've seen all that had happen.

Troy pushed his body from the frame, stepping closer to Lauren, looking at her in despise. "And here I thought that you're not the type of person to judge others." Troy laughed bitterly at her before walking past her, opening the door to the bunks and slamming it shut, again.

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