Lauren/You - My Guardian Angel

Lauren/You - My Guardian Angel - Prologue

Hey guys Katy (Author of The BackStreet Encounter and Everything has changed) here. So this is a new fic that had been on my mind for a while. It's gonna be a Lauren/You fic (no love triangle this time only you and Lauren haha.) So this is the prologue and if it gets enough demands then maybe i will continue the fic. Guys please welcome “My Guardian Angel”.

Lauren's point of view.

We were getting out of the bar where we had celebrated our new album release. We were indeed all a little tipsy because of the few drink we had. Even though we were underaged the fame allowed us some things we couldn't normally do. As soon as we stepped out of the bar we were immediately attacked by the same old familiar flashes. Paparazzis we surrounding us as we tried to get to the parking lot where our driver was waiting for us. It was difficult to walk through the crowd though as they surrounded us. Things were going to get out of control if we didn't walk out of this right now I knew that. Tipsy us plus paparazzis could only end up one way, a way we had to avoid.

“Camila! Camila! Rumor has it that after fucking you Austin Mahone left you alone and broke up with you. How does it feel tricked and used as a sexual object?” I heard one of the guy say next to Camila. Camila's knuckles turned white as closed her hand to a fist ready to throw a punch at any minute. I stop in tracks and reach for her hand taking her in mine in order to calm her down.

“Or did he leave you because he found out that Camren was real and that you were secretly cheating on him with Lauren?”

“Shut the fuck up!” I shout at him.

“So that's it, you guys are fucking and you don't want the world to know that you are dykes.”

“Okay that's it.” I heard Dinah say behind me. And before I could stop her she had thrown a punch to the paparazzi as the other all kept taking pictures of the scene taking place in front of them. We were too far gone to stop by now. I reached for another guy who was taking picture and a threw his camera to the floor as it broke to a dozen pieces. He yelled his discontentment and grabbed me by the collar. Before I knew it I was pressed against the wall forcefully but I managed to get out of this grip and to kick him in the balls. He stumbled and finally fell to the floor as he screamed in pain. I looked around and saw the others were all fighting. Yes, this is not going to end well I thought.

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We were all sat in our manager's office as he kept lecturing us about the fight we had gotten ourselves into tonight. Things had gotten out of hands and we were all over the internet, getting hate and losing followers as the paparazzis had said we had thrown ourselves at them without a reason. We looked at our manager (A/N: Let's call him Ryan, cause I love that name.) as he looked at us solemnly.