LAUREN:
The past three days with Zayn were feeling like old times. My feelings him were only getting stronger. We laughing more, talking about our feelings more, and having disagreements wasn't even a thing anymore. He laid a single rose on my bed every morning because he knew a single red rose is something I've always admired, and along with the rose he'd have a sticky note attached to the stem with a reason why he fell in love with me.
Today was party day. The guys had been out most of the morning getting things for the party, and the girls and I stayed in setting those things up.
It was now late in the day, and the party was starting in an hour. I was prepping myself thar there were going to be beautiful women here, models, singers, socialities, all types of entertainers, or friends of entertainers and I had to tell myself that it's all going to be fine.
I was pacing back and fourth around the room, I could hear the music being tested downstairs, booming through the large mansion. There was a loud knock on the door, and I assumed it was Camila or Ally so I said, "Come in." and it was Chris. I pointed to the red cup in his hand. "What's in there?"
"Lauren, Lauren, no need to lecture me. I am in LA, in One Directions mansion, at whats going to be a huge star studded party, does it look like I'm going go be sipping from juice boxes? Hell no." I rolled my eyes.
"What do you want Chris.."
"I wanted to tell you that chick I think is hot from that murder mystery show just walked in. I'm freaking out. Do I look good? She's with a guy, but still if I walk by her-" I laughed, and pushed Chris out the door. "Goodbye Chris," I shut the door, and walked over to my phone that was lighting up.
'Can you come to my room?'
It was from Zayn, and I haven't been to his room since it was empty when he was giving me a house tour. As I walked through the wide hall way, and made a few turns I ended up in front of his large door. I knocked three times, and he told me to come in.
I didn't focus on any other details in the door except the california king bed. Holy shit it was huge. But, I couldn't help but get queasy thinking of how Madison was laying in it with Zayn.
I didn't see Zayn until he walked out from the walk in closet, that could double as a bedroom. "Wow.. you look beautiful," he exhaled. I smiled. I had my hair in mermaid waves, and I was wearing a simple black and white dress with a slit going up both sides. "Thank you, you're looking pretty hot yourself." he was only wearing dark wash jeans, and he was shirtless up top. I marveled at his tattoos. "That's actually what I called you in here for, I want to know if I should wear this or this.." he led me into the closet that was filled with more articles of clothing than I would have thought. He had a section for his suits and ties, a section for his jeans and slacks, and all of his casual shirts. A shelf was full of shoes, another with snapbacks and beanies, and another with his pj bottoms.
I couldn't help but notice their was empty shelves, and racks. "I think you're in desperate need of a shopping spree to fill this empty space, or a smaller closet." he laughed and shook his head.
"This is probably going to sound weird now, but remember back when we were dating and I took you on a tour, and you told me that my bedroom was huge, and I said we're going to live in here together one day. I'm just making some room for whenever that day comes," I smiled and looked away. "Now, are you going to help me find a shirt or not? I'm having a true fashion crisis." I laughed at Zayn's girly dilemma. I tapped my finger on my chin. "I think you should you should go with this one," I pointed to the white button up shirt. "Roll up the sleeves, it's hot." I winked, and made my way out of his bedroom.
*****
"Are you ready to go downstairs, because I'm ready to go downstairs." Camila has been saying this off and on for the past twenty minutes. Everyone was arriving in packs. "What if Ed Sheeran's down there? Lauren, I am not going to survive tonight." and then she talks herself down from her hype.
"Camila, take in deep gulps of air. You met Ed Sheeran before, alright?"
"But, no, okay, let's say I'm with Harry like doing the freaking sprinkler dance or something embarrassing that I would do, and Ed comes up to talk to Harry, and I'm like a nerd like ohmygodeddoyouremembermeimetyouatanafterparty, and he's like no actually don't remember you." I laughed at Camila's bizarre scenario.
"You need to relax. Just don't do the sprinkler, and you'll be fine. And before you back down again, I'm dragging you downstairs myself." and that's exactly what I began doing until I got a text. I stopped in the hall, and it was from Ally.
'MADISON IS HERE. SOS!'
I know what her and Zayn had was over, but I wasn't going to let her try to weasel her way into his sight again. I went to her instagram and saved her most recent selfie. I attached it to a text from Chris that read:
'When you see this girl, distract her at all costs!'
"What's that all about?" Camila asked reading over my shoulder.
"Well nosey rosey, Madison's here, and I don't want her trying to make moves on Zayn." Camila smiled and high fived me.
"So you send out your attractive brother as a decoy, you know Jauregui, maybe my mischeif is rubbing off on you."
"Oh please Camz. I'm the scheme queen, I rubbed off on you."
My phone was dying, so I quickly ran into the guest room I was staying in next to Camila's. I had no idea where Zayn was downstairs, and I had no time to text him. So I went downstairs, and started to play 'where's waldo: zayn malik edition' "Hey there." I looked up to my side and the person with the accent had a baby face, and sort of reminded me of a blonde Harry in a way. "I've never seen you around," he was talking to Camila. "You, I know you."
"You do?" I questioned. He nodded.
"You're Zayn's girl, he's showed me pictures of you two before. You're like his trophy." he said above the music. I smiled at this information. "I'm Ashton." he shook both of our hands. "I'm from a band called 5 seconds of Summer." I didn't know who they were, but I still nodded. "You don't know who we are. It's fine," he laughed. "We're new. We're going to be opening for One Direction on their tour that's coming up."
"Really? That's awesome. I didn't know that. I'm Camila by the way, and this is Lauren, but you knew." Ashton smiled. "Lauren, do you mind if I steal Camila for a second to have a drink?"
"I don't drink.." Camila admitted.
"Then that's not a problem at all, we can have shots of water or something." he laughed. Ashton held his arm out, and Camila surprisingly latched onto him.
Now I was left alone to find Zayn. I wasn't seeing any of the boys, but I did see my brother talking to Madison; and they were both laughing about something. Kudos to you Chris.
ZAYN:
I texted Lauren twice, and I got no response, and I've called her four times, just for it to go to voicemail. It was clear she didn't have her phone on her because she didn't have a reason to ignore my calls.
I pushed through the crowd, and made my way up the stairs. I stopped in front of the balcony, and looked over getting a birds eye view of the party. It didn't seem so crowded when you're actually in the crowd itself, but standing up above was insane. I didn't even know half these people.
I started to scan over the outpour of people, until I saw Lauren talking with Liam. He started to look around, until his eyes stopped on me. He said something to Lauren, and she started to look around. I chuckled to myself at how spaced out she was, until Liam's finger directed her to my location. She gave Liam a high five, and I waited until she squeezed through the crowd and up the stairs over to me.
"I have been looking all over for you," we said at the same time.
"To be fair, I called and texted."
"Yeah sorry about that, my phones charging."
"It's okay, you're here now. And just so we're clear, I didn't invite Madison."
"It's okay. She's with my brother anyway."
"Really? They'd be good together." I winked. Lauren playfully pushed me.
I took her hand and led her though the halls until we were in my room. "You're just going to abandon your own party?" she asked, hopping up onto my bed. I nodded.
"It wasn't my idea anyway. I'd rather be in here with you." I kicked my shoes off and climbed up into the bed as well. I planted a kiss onto Lauren's lips, and then her neck. "Wait, what are you doing?" she asked with a small smile.
"Hoping that you've been missing something just as much as me," I winked. Lauren laughed, but didn't say anything. The deep kiss she placed on my lips, and the way she started unbuttoning my shirt gave me my answer. I clapped my hands twice and the lights went out.