Lana Del Rey - One Shots ( lana x oc )

1. meetings

warning : smut
(the oc's name is Estelle, but you can imagine whichever you prefer)

"Oui, excusez moi, bonjour. J'aimerais me renseigner sur quand est la prochaine réunion, j'ai oublié mon agenda au bureau"
(Hello, I'd like to know what is the date of the next meeting, I forgot my agenda in my office)

It was a Monday evening, Estelle was on the phone speaking to a fellow french co worker while Lana was laying on their shared bed, waiting for her.

"Comment ça , demain à 11 heures ? Putain...Mais qu'est ce qu'elle fait chier à faire des réunions tous les quatre matins" Estelle said obviously angry
(what do you mean 11 a.m ? She is such a pain in the ass, always organising useless meetings)

After a few minutes of hearing Estelle angrily speaking french, Lana decided to leave the bedroom and stay in the kitchen

"Je dois y aller, bonne nuit"  Estelle hung up
(I have to go, good night)

Just after doing so and putting her phone, Estelle noticed that Lana was no longer laying on their bed

"Babe where are you" Estelle half yelled, knowing that there were chances Lana couldn't hear her due to how big their house was

No answers, Estelle decides to leave the bedroom and checks the living room where Lana is laying on the couch, scrolling through her phone.

"What are you doing, it's past eleven, let's go to sleep" Estelle said trying to hide how pissed she was because of the precedent phone call

Lana stands up and walks past Estelle, towards their bedroom. Her girlfriend looks at her while she is doing so, completely confused

"What are you doin-" she follows Lana to their bedroom. "Listen, whatever this is, you better talk to me about it, because I don't even know, what did I do wrong?"

Lana scoffed and rolled her eyes but Estelle couldn't see it as she was walking behind her. She then sat on the edge of their shared bed contemplating what was in front of her, a wall.

Estelle sat next to her girlfriend, putting an arm around her waist and worryingly looking at her. No matter how pissed she was, Lana would always come first, if only SHE could realise it.

"What happened to no phone calls after work hours huh ?" Lana said in her usual bitch tone

"Please Lana, don't start this shit now, I just wanted to know when the me-" Estelle replied, obviously matching Lana's sassy tone

"What ? 'this shit'. Do you even listen to yourself or think about me ? it's been 2 weeks that you're coming home every day at 8 p.m and I've never EVER said anything. But the only time we can spend together, you're going to spend it on the phone with your co-worker ?" Lana aggressively asked

"Lana, baby please listen to me before cutting me off" Estelle calmly said

Estelle was the one to keep her calm during arguments like this. She usually is a very emotional person, but she has got to be the calm one since Lana never seems to bottle up any of her emotions.

"Okay then fucking explain me why did you have to leave the bed to make a fucking phone call and then becoming all angry on the sudden, speaking a language I literally don't understand" Lana said, anger obvious in her voice

She was trying her best to remain calm, knowing that work wasn't easy for Estelle and so lashing out on her would be even worse.
Deep down she only wanted her girlfriend's life not to be ruled by her job.

Isn't what any partner would want ?
But her excessiveness made it seem like she made the whole situation about her. Of course she was scared, frightened by the idea of losing her girlfriend. But she was even more scared to see her girlfriend losing herself to her job.