Sold To A Jauregui

Chapter 20

Y/n's pov.
"So, who did this to you sweets?" Shawn asked sipping his beer.
"A girl named Lauren." I groaned thinking about what Camila said.

"Jauregui?" He asked taking another sip from his beer.

My eyebrows furrowed a bit at how he knew Lauren's last name, but I just shrugged it off.

"Yeah." I mumbled, answering his question.

Lauren is going to kill you!

I don't care.

"She's got you wrapped around her finger too?" He asked setting his beer down.

I rose an eyebrow at him and told him to continue.

"You don't know? She's had girls like you before. She fucks them and leaves them or let's them go, whatever she does, it's pretty messed up." He said.

How come I didn't know about this?!

I groaned at the information and he laughed at me.

"Say what, you stay with me tonight and I'll take you home to hers tomorrow morning?" He offered.

Don't do it!

"Depends on what we're going to do." I answered.
"Just dance and drink. Trust me, I don't do one night stands." He said laughing.

Stop Y/n. Don't do it.

"Okay then." I said and flashed him a smile.

You fucking stupid bitch!

He flashed me his cute smile back and we started talking about random things.

Lauren's pov.
"Get off of me Camila!" I shouted at the young Cuban.

The brunette finally got off of me with a smirk on her face.

"What's wrong with you?! What did you tell Y/n?!" I asked frustrated.
"Oh. Just that you've fucked about 4-5 girls already and you've been lying to her." Camila said and shrugged.
"What?!" I yelled.

My throat was still sore and yelling did not help, at all.

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" I asked pissed.
"I told her that you've fucked Taylor Swift, Ariana Grande, Dinah, Normani and possibly Ally." She said using her fingers to count how many girls' name she said.

I turned to Ally to see her almost choke on her drink.

"Ally's my assistant. She's straight and she has a boyfriend. Dinah and Normani are dating. I don't know who the fuck Taylor Swift is and Ariana Grande was one of my make up artists." I said through gritted teeth.

Camila just shrugged.

"Stop telling Y/n bullshit!" I yelled.

I pushed her out of my house and called Y/n.

"Hey! You've reached Y/n's phone. If you're not my mom, my boss or God, please don't call again...just kidding, I'll get to you when I can. Bye!" Her voicemail said.

I guess she hasn't updated that in a while.

I sat on the couch and groaned.

Where could she be?

>5 Hours Later

Y/n's pov.
I danced to the music as Shawn wrapped his arms around my waist.

I know I shouldn't be doing this, but Shawn makes me feel safe.

"Is it bad that I wanna kiss you?" He bluntly asked.

It's the alcohol.

I shrugged at his question, although it made me blush.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as we slowly danced to the music.

"Wanna go back to my place?" He asked.

Say no. Bitch. Say no.

"I thought you didn't do one night stands?" I asked with an eyebrow raised.
"I kinda feel something with you." He said and winked.

The action made me blush.

"So, how about we go back to my place?" He asked with a slight smirk.
"Sure." I answered with a smile.