Chapter 24: A Little Coffee Never Hurt

                                    

                                          
*Lauren's P.O.V*
                          
We reached New York and I told the girls to wake up Camila and get her settled.  I wanted to explore New York, New York on my own for a moment.  I love Camz but I'm still one of those people who depends on themselves for company because I've been alone in the past for so long.  I hope she understands that when I'm not the person that wakes her up.
                          
As soon as I began to take in all the sights of New York, Camila instantly left my thoughts.  Looking around, I took in it all.  The signs, the cars, the colors, the smells, the sounds, just everything.  I walk down the streets looking into all of the shops.  This place was amazing.  "Why are we living in LA when we could be here?!" I thought to myself, enjoying every minute of the view.
                          
I found an old, vintage, music store and stepped inside.  I thumbed through the records and sheet music.  I picked up and old Fleetwood Mac record and spun it around in my hands looking at the cover art.  
                          
"Good record, huh?" A low, rough voice interrupted my thoughts.
                          
"Yeah, it's-" I spun around to see the owner of the voice, Avan Jogia.  We locked eyes and I spit out the rest of my sentence, "one of my favorites."
                          
"I'm Avan," he smiled.
                          
"I know." I jumped.  "I mean, yeah, how could I not know.  I'm Lauren." I smiled awkwardly.
                          
"I know," he winked.  "You're in Fifth Harmony, right?"  I nodded not being able to speak.  He was tall, dark, and handsome.  My ideal guy.  His voice so gruff, so sexy.  I bit my lip.
                          
"Wanna go for coffee later?" He asked interrupted my thoughts.
                          
A large smile spread across my face, I nodded and paused for a few seconds.  I coughed.  "Well, It's later." I giggled.
                          
He laughed and offered his arm.  I gladly took it and we walked out of the music store.  I know going to coffee with a complete stranger isn't the greatest idea, but he's not entirely a stranger.  He's Avan Jogia, he's publicized enough that he's probably not a crazy person.  I laughed to myself at the thought of it all.
                          
We made our way down the busy street, arm in arm.  He steered me into a cute, quaint, little coffee shop on the corner.  He ordered us some coffees and we sat down at a table.  Avan sat in front of me sipping his coffee, smiling at me.  "So how do you like New York so far?" He asked, his eyes twinkling.
                          
"It's beautiful!  We just got here.  We have rehearsals and stuff later but I thought I'd do some sight seeing before hand.  The other girls were either napping or busy so I went by myself, then I met you!" I smiled back at him.
                          
We sat there and made small talk for what seemed like forever, like time had froze, it was an amazing feeling.  He asked if I wanted to see his flat, I couldn't help but agree.
                          
While we walked to his apartment, Camila called me.  I sent her to voice mail, I was having to much fun with Avan.  Camila wasn't even in my mind.
                          
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We reached Avan's place and stepped inside.  He gave me a tour and we took a rest in the living room.  "Your place is beautiful!" I breathed.
                          
"So are you." Avan whispered and kissed my hand.
                          
I blushed and looked down.  He took my chin and guided my face towards his and placed his lips on mine and kissed me.  His lips were rougher than Camila's but I liked the feeling.  I kissed back harder.  Avan laid me on the couch and kissed my neck.  His hands roamed my body and he sucked slightly on my collarbone.  He moved back to my lips and we kissed, moving in sync.