••• LAUREN'S POV •••
I woke up with my head pounding, god I need to stop getting drunk on most weekends.
Turning over I felt something loosely wrapped around my waist underneath my shirt, wait I'm not wearing a shirt?
Crap, I'm not wearing anything!!
I looked beside me to see a - shirtless - familiar face quietly snoring.
Oh my god. Louis.
He started stirring before one eye opened. He kinda stared at me for a while before I realised what an idiot I must of looked like just staring at him.
I looked away and it must of clicked in his mind what's going on.
••• LOUIS'S POV •••
Looking around I noticed a small blue dress on the floor and glasses lying next to them.
The glasses were familiar... too familiar.
Last night was pretty much a blur but I remember some of it. The main part I remember is taking some chick home.
Being single now has it cons and pros. Don't get me wrong I still love Eleanor but maybe we were just not ment to be.
I feel a bit bad for leaving Lauren at the club but I could always text her cause I remember exchanging numbers with her last night.
Turning over I see a girl staring at me and I stare back when she looks away. I see a tattoo on her shoulder blade of a treble clef.
Woah, damn.
She starts picking up her clothes and slips them on completely unaware of my stare.
"Louis? I am so sorry. This just ruins everything doesn't it?" Her voice sounds soft but with my head pounding I still can't figure out what she means.
I take a glance at the rooms surroundings and it suddenly all makes sense.
The glasses, the blue dress.
Loz, Lauren. Lauren Woods.
I try to reply but my words come out stuttered and breathless.
"Loz- y-you and me...- had?"
"Yeah, I'll just leave."
Watching her walk away was kind of depressing as she moves slowly towards the door.
I couldn't just let her leave like this, putting my clothes back on hastily I rushed to the elevator.
Once the doors were open I see Loz at the front desk with her wallet out.
Is she going to pay? What the hell?
I grabbed money out of my pocket and then slammed it on the desk, startling Loz.
"Louis-" She started but I cut her off.
"How about we go get a drink? Coffee maybe?" My words surprise her as they just slipped out from my mouth.
"Yeah sure..."
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FanfictionSo Lauren, I've decided that soccer Isn't just your thing, It's our thing. Love, Louis x ~*~*~*~*~ Lauren and Louis both love soccer, but tour and jobs cause a bit of a bumpy ride in their friendship. Who knows if they might last or not? With r...