Not In That Way - Lauren Jauregui/You *in editing*

chapter 2.

A/N: Second part, hope you like it.

Why did he have to walk in and ruin everything? Why is he even here?
Oh yeah he's dating Lauren. How great.
I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.

Luis came in and sat with Lauren and the room fell silent.

I finished a few slices of pizza and decided it was time to turn in for the night.

"Well I'm going to head up to bed, I guess I'll see you guys in the morning." I said followed by a yawn.

"Its already the morning." Camila said sarcastically.

"I'm too tired to tolerate your sarcasm so stop." I joked and she laughed.

"Actually I'm going to turn in too, night guys." Dinah said and we headed up the stairs together before heading into our seperate rooms, I decided to text my mother to tell her I made it safely to LA even though she would be sleeping she would get it when she woke up.

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I woke up to the sound of Beyoncé music blasting from the living room.

Seriously how do people live with these girls, I feel sorry for their neighbors.

I walked into the kitchen to see Lauren sat on the counter eating left over pizza from last night.

"Morning." I said opening the fridge and grabbing some orange juice beofre pouring myself a glass.

"Afternoon." She replied with a chuckle. I looked up at the clock on the wall to see it read 1pm. My mom texted me back telling to enjoy myself and to stay safe.

"I was thinking last night, why is this considered an apartment if it has an upstairs and downstairs." I said and she shrugged obviously not knowing the answer.

"Did you have any other amazing thoughts last night?" She asked.

"Not last night, but when I woke I seriously thought 'how can anyone live with you people, you are so loud." I said sarcastically and she chuckled.

"Where's Luis?" I asked noticing his absence.

"Ally went to starbucks and he wanted to tag along and help her get the drinks." She informed me.

"Luis helping? Is he feeling okay?" I joked and she shot me a playful glare.

"Anyway what are you doing today?" I asked changing the topic of the conversation.

"Well the girls and I need to get some song writing done and maybe a little recording but luckily for you we are doing it here in our music room, have you seen it yet?" She asked looking like a little kid in a candy store.

"No." I replied simply.

Before anything else could be said I was being dragged up the stairs and into the music room.

We entered and it was amazing, there was multiple guitairs, a drum kit, piano and a mini recording studio. Seriously Simon has got money, like serious money. On the other side of the room was an xbox, a playstation, a tv, an air hockey table, a ping pong table and some bean bag things.

"You like it?" She asked.

"Its amazimg." I responded.

"Good because you'll be in here later when were are recording." She said as kind of an order.

"And do I get a choice in this?" I asked playfully.

"No." She said simply.

"What if I refuse." I teased and begin to run away.