Harmony[Lauren/You]

Chapter 10

"So what looks better, this dress or the first one I wore?"

"That one's better." You dazedly replied to Lauren's question.

Your eyes roamed her body, from her toned legs that is showing through the slit of her onyx dress, crawling up to her plump ass, curves and to the crevice between her chest. You gulped, your eyes fighting the urge of averting your gaze away from the woman in front of you. Lauren nodded, turning around and retuned back to the bathroom to finish.

"Y/N! Lauren!" Dinah's loud voice called from downstairs. "Hurry up before the ride gets here!"

"We'll be there in a sec!" You shouted back.

"Girl, you said that half an hour ago!" Dinah replied. "Are y'all f*****g up there?!"

"No! Y/N's just helping me pick a dress!" Lauren groaned coming out of the bathroom with a black heels in hand, finished with make up and all. That was fast.

Lauren sat beside you, her body bending over reaching down to put her heels on. You watched her admiringly, seeming to find it very unfair that the person next to you is unbelievably beautiful without even trying to. Her putting on the second heel had a little bit of trouble, when the other foot with a heel on is higher that the second, stopping her to reach over.

You watched her, amused. "Here, let me do that for you." You offered.

You moved down in front of her, on your knees, your hand above the heel of her foot while the other guided the shoe and put it on. "Perfect fit." You mumbled, your fingers started working on the straps. "A huge credit to your stylist."

You hear her sigh. "Actually...this was a gift from Brad..."

Sheesh, you forgot that son of a-. It's been 2 weeks and a half since the news about Lauren and Brad got back together, and to say those 2 and a half weeks was quite a pain for you, it was all over the news. Fifth Harmony fans had a bit of a battle, along with the fans of the Vamps and surprisingly your bands fans wasn't, they said they had no had no time for the couple, but what they're wasting their time on is still about you and Camila.

"Oh..." You voiced out. After you're finished with her heels, you stood up. "I hope he's treating you better." You told her, showing off a tight smile, looking down as you lend your hand out for her. "Shall we be off, milady?"

Lauren's lip erupted with a soft laugh taking your hand. "We shall." She nodded.

-

Music and noisy chatters boomed loudly inside your ears as you silently sat on the long stool by the bar. You heave out a long sigh, looking around the room scanning the heavy crowd, looking at some new faces while you see some familiar ones. Shawn's right there with a girl you met awhile ago, what was her name? Hailee? All you know is that she's very talented in music, you might even consider featuring her in one of your songs.

You frowned remembering something, or someone's, where were the twins? They said they're going to be with you the whole night knowing that you don't really like huge parties like this. Why did I even agreed to this?

Speaking of the twins there they are. Troy jogged towards you, jumping on the last empty stool while his brother leaned his arm on the counter, looking at the sea of crowd in front of you.

You watched as the people on the middle of the room danced to the music. Some hands pumping up the air while others jumped up and down bobbing their head.

You nudged Sergio by the arm. "Where's Lauren?" You asked.

Sergio dramatically spun his head towards you. "Take a guess who's she with." He smirked.

"Dude just tell me."

Troy turned his stool around, his face red from the drinks he's been chugging. "With that little punk from the skanks." He slurred.

Sergio held in his laugh. "From the what?" He asked again.

Troy looked to his brother. "You dweaf Gio?" Troy pointed his fingers at him. "I said, the little punk from the skunks."

You looked at Sergio in disbelief, watching him laugh to himself. "What? Don't tell me you don't find that funny?" You shook your head. "Geez, you need to relax, your humor is slowly being your inability."

"Shut up." You said to him. "Nobody told me that he's going to be here."

Troy moved his face close to you. "Y/N, everybody's here."

You move your head back as you pushed his face away with you palm. "Go home, Troy. You're drunk." Troy only laughed at you.

"You two left me for 20 minutes and you get yourselves drunk like that." You squint your eyes at the two.

"You're used to this Y/N." Sergio said. "When did Troy even watched what he's drinking?"

"Still." You looked over to Troy, seeing him lift another glass to his lips. "Give me that!" You snatched the alcohol from him and slapped his hand. "You will not drink anymore, Troy, and that's final."

Troy only respond with a huff. What a child. You look back to Sergio, finding him looking around the room. "Who you looking for?"

"The girls." He replied.

"The girls?" You snorted. "Or Camila?" Sergio ignored you, making you smirk knowing that you're right. You look around the room as well, searching for a certain raven hair that is the first on the list you always wanted to find in a crowded room.

You hear the music stop and switch to a relaxing one, the soft graze of drums, the prolonged sound of the piano and a short sound of something peculiar, but in all it makes an airy but beautiful sound that is pleasuring to the ear.

You leaned slightly over to Sergio. "You better find Camila, fast."

"Why?"

"Dude, there's drinks in every corner of this room." You said. "And girls get flirty when they're drunk." You smirked mischievously, seeing Sergio tensed. "You better hurry up, Troy said everybody is here." You paused moving closer to his ear. "That means Austin might be here as well."

Then there goes Sergio, squeezing and fighting through the heavy crowd to find Camila. You laughed to yourself, shaking your head as you watched your friend. You look towards Troy to find him already out in the cold.

So I heard, you found, somebody else.

You spun your twisting seat around and watched the crowd, pairs huddled closer at the slow song.

And at first, I thought, it was a lie.

I took all the things that made sound,

The rest I could do without.

Your Eye/c eyes squint, your sight focusing on the two figures dancing slowly along the amount of people that is swaying in the song.

I don't want your body but I hate to think about you with somebody else.

Our love has gone cold, you're intertwining soul with somebody else.

The scene in front of you wiped the smile off your face, and an unbearable pain in your chest. Within the numerous bodies intertwined together, it was as if the light wanted to make you feel more terrible, under the dim spotlight you see Lauren's face smiling lovingly at the boy before her, Brad.

Your eyes scanned the person you never seen for years, he looks the same as you left him. He still looks like s**t. The last thing you wanted is to envy him, but you still did, wishing that you were him and that maybe you can experience loving Lauren, and being loved back by her.

Your lips curved into a sad smile. She's already happy, who am I to go against it?

"Hurts like hell doesn't it?" You turn your head and see Troy's tired eyes looking straight at Lauren and Brad. "But that's the part of being in love, Y/N, love makes us feel everything at once." The glass clink in front of him as he flicked it with the nail of his finger. "Love,"

Sergio pushed through the busy crowd, his neck stretched as he scanned the entire room looking for a certain latina. His eyes traveled from up the stairs, the front of the hall, the stage and every corner of the room just to find Camila.

"Love, brings different versions of ourselves, whether if it's positive or negative."

Sergio's face brightens up at the sight of Camila, but soon falls down as he see's Shawn with her. He watched as Shawn moved closer to Camila with a smile on both on their faces. Camila smiled shyly when Shawn gently placed his hand over hers, bringing up to his lips planting a soft kiss on her knuckles.

Sergio swallowed the lump in his throat, facing down blinking the tears away. He looks up again with a sad smile, before retreating back to where he camw from.

"Love, we all do anything just to experience it, even though it gives us the amount of pain that will permanently stay in our hearts."

-

You lay flat on your back as you stare at the bunk bed above you, feeling the soft bump of the bus while it maneuver freely on the road towards to your next destination. You hear the bunk in front of you creak followed by a pair of lower limbs dangling at the edge.

Troy has his arms crossed at the back of his head, staring at the ceiling above him, doing what you're doing as well. The days pass by quickly and soon it's going to be the end of November, then first week of december your band will be releasing its mini Christmas album, that trend world wide when you and the twins posted a snippet.

Troy spun his head, looking towards his brother from the other side of the bus, staring at his brothers back that is facing him. "Gio's been acting differently these days, did you notice?"

You hummed. "Something might've happen." You assumed. "Has he ever told you something about it?"

"No."

"How about we talk to him later?"

"Good idea." Troy grunted jumping down from the top of the bunk. "I'm starving, I'm getting a snack you want anything Y/N?" He asked staring down at you.

"I don't know get anything what is available."

Troy hums in reply exiting the room to get you some snacks. You sigh, the room slowly falling into deep silence again. You shift your body and turn over towards the boy at the other side of the bus, staring at his back as you watch his body rise from his slow breathing.

"I know you're awake." You hear him sigh and move backwards to face the bus's ceiling.

"How did you know?" Sergio asked, looking towards you.

"Dude, you've been in the same position for an hour and I know you too well that you move alot when you sleep." You replied.

He chuckles halfheartedly shaking his head. "I really do, don't I?"

You nod at him. "What's wrong?" You asked. "Did something happened at the party?"

"Why do you assume that?"

"You were in a bad mood after you came back looking for Camila." When you said that you noticed the slight mood change of Sergio. Letting you know that something did happened at the party. "It's Camila isn't it?"

Sergio didn't answer and averted his gaze back up the ceiling, leaving you hanging to your question. You stare at the side of his face, you know well that he'll be pressured enough when you do it, he doesn't like being stared at.

You hear him sigh, making you smirk in triumph. Sergio's lips parted, seeming to have second thoughts. "How-....when you heard that Lauren and Brad got back together, how did you handle it?"

You arched a brow at him. "If you're asking for advice about things like this then I'm not the best person to be asked." You told him, laying your back flat on the mattress, finding the ceiling interesting as well like the other person in the room. "I don't even know what to do at this point as well.." You mumbled queitly, but Sergio heard it.

Sergio chuckled. "After meeting the girls, our life started to really get interesting huh?" You nod your head, humming.

The door to the bunks bursts open. Making the both of you jump in surprise. Troy slammed the door shut, the objects on his hand falling down at the carpeted floor. Troy leaned back on the door, looking down the floor in daze.

"Are you alright Troy?" His brother asked.

The both of you watched the boy by the door, slightly worried to what was happening to him. Soon enough Troy's lips curved to a bright smile, he begins to laugh, making you and Sergio look at him weirdly. What the hell was wrong with him?

Troy mumbled something incoherently, making you ask him to repeat what he said again. "Ally said she loves me."

"What?!" You and Sergio choired. "But- how?" You asked. "What did you say?"

Troy shook his head. "She didn't exactly said it directly to me, I heard her talking to the girls when I was walking past the lounge."

"Are you sure she's talking about you?" You asked Troy, slightly worried that he's making a mistake.

"I'm 100 percent sure that I heard my name." Troy assured.

"Good for you, Troy." Sergio smiled sadly. "Ask her out already before it's too late."

"Don't worry Gio." Troy smiled at him. "I'll ask her out, immediately."

-

Sun rays sneaked through the small cracks of the office blinds. The sound of pen grazing paper bounced on walls, reverberating around the quiet room. A man wearing his daily clothes sat infront of a dark mahogany desk filled with stack of compiled folders and papers, taking the amount of his time and focus more to the work infront of him.

Simon sighs tiredly, letting his pen fall from his grip and roll down sideways on the table. He leaned back to his seat, feeling his back and neck starting to get sore from the hours of working in his office.

It's been months since he last heard from you, and to that it seems that he was greatful for it serves as a sign that you don't much had any problems that'll be leading a request to leave the tour. Hopefully you'd be spending your time with the girls until the tour is over, but judging at the amount of request to turn Fifth Harmony's American tour into a world tour, with you spending with the girls might be extended. If you still can hold it.

But for now the tour's a pause for the time being, since it was a special month, it's a time for your band and the girls to take a break. Simon snapped out of his daze as the phone at the top right corner of his desk ringed, and he already knows who'll it be.

Simon held the phone near his ear and waited for a certain person to speak. "So?"

"So, what?" Simon asked innocently.

"I'm not playing around, Simon." The voice in the other line frustratingly said. "When will she be back in L.A?"

"Do you really think it's a good idea showing yourself to her?" Simon plainly asked, leaning back in his seat tucking his free arm under the other. "And most especially, will her reaction ever be good when it happened?"

"I don't give a damn about the things you say, Simon." The voice in the other line venomously said. "I'll do anything I can just to see her again, even if it means using every person close to her."

The line went dead after that. Simon deeply sighed, putting the phone back onto the line. It took him months to get you out of her reach, and months more just to let it stay that way. He promised someone that he'll protect you, and he keeps that promise.

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