Chapter 11

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Lauren's pov.

I woke up the next morning and immediately felt the pain in my back. I groaned when I stretched and slowly opened my eyes. I was in my leaving room, the TV was still playing and I saw empty containers of food that I had last night. Fuck I must have fall asleep on the couch.

I started looking for my phone and checked the time.

11.57

My interview is at 2 so I still have loads of time. I quickly cleaned up my beside table and went to the kitchen to grab some coffee. After I got some caffeine in my system I started to get ready.

I took a quick shower and left my hair to dry itself. I brushed my teeth and went to look for something to wear. I picked blue boyfriend jeans, checked crop top, leather jacket and black combat boots to go with that. I put on some foundation and mascara and was ready to go.

I got into my car and put on some radio. Billie Eilish "wish you were gay" started playing and I laughed to myself. After 15 minutes of driving I arrived and saw Tara's car in the parking lot. Of course she's here already.

I went inside and heard someone calling me.

"Lauren, finally!" I heard her almost shouting.

"What do you mean I'm 10 minutes early" I said already getting annoyed.

"Yeah and you should be here earlier so we could discuss what you're gonna answer to the questions."

"I'm gonna answer whatever I'll want to. I'm not a fucking toy." I said in harsh tone, rolling my eyes.

Few minutes later they called me in and I said quick hello to the crew.

"Alright everyone, Lauren Jauregui here with us today, give it up."

"Hallo." I said in my baby voice and few people chuckled.

"Well, your career is just picking up. First "Expectations" and now you're killing us with "More than that" music video, girl stop teasing us."

"Well more is coming soon, but I just want all my babies to be perfect. So I try to work as hard as I can to make this album recognizable, I want people to know who I'm because of my music and the message I'm trying to send."

"Okay, nice, We want to hear more about that though, give us some details. Any collaborations?"

"No collabs on the album, it's only gonna be my songs but I'd love to do something on the side sometime."

"Yeah, you already made great songs with Steve Aoki, Marian Hill and Ty Dolla Simg, is there any other artists you'd want to collab with?"

"Yeah there's loads but my dream one would be Lana del Rey definitely."

"I wouldn't be myself if I didn't ask but is Lauren Jauregui back on the market?"

I caught on that he was asking about my relationship with Ty. From the corner of my eye I saw Tara shaking her head, giving me signals to skip the question.

"Yes, I'm single now. Me and Ty recently broke up but I wish him all the best, we're better as friends." I decided to answer truthfully.

"Is there someone that caught your eye lately? You were seen with Sophia Messa, is there something goin on?"

"Not at all, we're just friends."I couldn't help but laugh at the question.

"You heard that folks, that lady here is single! Okay Lauren, thanks for coming. We can't wait for the album and we wish you all the best. Lauren Jauregui everyone!"

After the interview I was ready to leave but I heard Tara calling me again. I turned around, rolling my eyes.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Listen Tara, I have to be somewhere so just let it go."

"Why would you say you're single?" She said furrowing her eyebrows.

"Beacuse it's true!" I said harshly.

"I thought we agreed that you will keep the news for yourself till the album is released. Ty was supposed to help us with promoting." She said annoyed.

"I didn't agree to any of this Tara! And I won't be lying. Me and Ty are over, it's not a secret. Why do you always think about fucking money, it's like you don't even care about my feelings. All you want to do is use me! "

"That's what this industry is about, Lauren. Open your eyes!"

"Not for me." I said narrowing my eyes at her. "Remember you used to be my friend before you became my menager."

After that I didn't even want to look at her. I just stormed out the studio, and went back to my apartment. My music was blasting and I was taking deep breaths to calm down. I was fuming. Is like the most important thing for her is money. She doesn't care about the music, all she wants is promotion and me hanging out with famous people so I can be more recognized.

I'm getting sick of that and my album is not even finished yet.

When I arrived back to my apartment I was going to smoke a blunt to calm me down but I decided to text someone who can do it with only one smile.

To Camz. 5.24pm.

Hey Camz! Do you want to come over?



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