"Okay so I'll see you at seven then beautiful?" Lauren smiles at me through the face time camera.
"Yeah , don't be late." I playfully chuckle.
"Wouldn't dream of it. I need to go get things set up now Y/N see ya!" She waves briefly before ending the three hour face time call.
Ever since we met three weeks ago Lauren and I have hit it off well. She's helped me move on from Ashley definitely and I know I'm worth more than someone that's going to mess around my feelings. Over the time we've spent together Lauren and I have both developed feelings for each other and she confessed the other night.
Before asking me out on a date which I am buzzing for.
Lauren's differed from all the others. She's more genuine and classic , she's not fake at all. Lauren's the type of girl that wants to know everything about you and the type of person you would want to have five am conversations with talking about random shit. She isn't the fuck buddy type at all.
Smiling at the thought of her I decide to get ready, I've been told to dress casual.
I decide on wearing black ripped skinny jeans with a cropped nirvana shirt and black vans , applying eye liner , mascara and little foundation.
Suddenly the door bell rings, I grab my phone checking my hair before rushing down stairs and opening the front door immediately.
"Hey Y/N , you look gorgeous as always." Lauren flashes a beautiful smile.
"You don't scrub up to bad your self." She giggles lightly giving me time to fully check her out.
Wow them curves are perfect.
"They're not but thanks babes." She smiles cheekily.
"I did not just say that out loud." I flush red in embarrassment.
"Well, you really did." A soft giggle escapes her mouth.
I try to forget that just happened and take her hand taking me to the car and opening the door for me to get in.
"Well what a gentle woman." I giggle.
"Don't push it Y/L/N."
Lauren sits in the car and plays the 1975 lightly in the background , we both share a similar taste in music.
"So I thought we could like erm get some ice cream and take a walk on the beach and then crash at my place with some films maybe ? If you don't -"
"Lauren stop being so nervous, that sounds like a great plan." I cut her off from rambling, placing my hand on top of hers and entwining our fingers.
"Okay, I'm sorry I'm just really nervous."
"Don't worry Lauren." We look across at each other smiling lightly.
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"It was last week, we were performing at a gig and I went to swing the mic stand around but the mic fell off and flew across the other side of the stage. So half way through performing a song I had to twerk/walk discretely over to pic up the mic and run back." Lauren laughs embarrassed.
"Guessing it wasn't very discreet?"
"Nope it was all over Twitter for a couple of days." She groans lightly. "When was yours."
"It was when I was around 15, at a concert with my mom and dad. I came back from the toilets and well fell over my lace up the stairs to the back row. Some goof recorded it and it was on you've been framed. Hell I never lived that down at school."
We were discussing our most embarrassing moments walking across the LA beach hand in hand.
"I think yours is worse." Lauren looks at me teasingly.
"Well it was on a world wide program, I think just a bit more." I roll my eyes.
"Y/N." She calls for my attention after a couple minutes off silence.
"Yes Lauren?"
"I r really don't know how to say this and I c could go on about the reasons why and how much I think of you , but I don't want to fuck this up. So . Erm. Willyoubemygirlfriend?" Lauren rushes out in one breath and I struggle to her the last part.
"Repeat the last part?"
"Will you be my girlfriend?" She asks nervously.
"Of Course I will Lauren."
I wrap my arms around her neck, standing on my tiptoes, softly kissing her gentle red lips.
