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Lauren presses her lips onto the other girls' again while laying down on top of her and the heated make out session that they'd had minutes ago, continues with less effort. Lauren feels ecstatic. She doesn't feel any emotion or any worries. She just feels good and energised, it's just what she needed to get through the night.

"Lauren.." Lucy says then, which she temporarily ignores by kissing her once more. "Lauren."

"What?"

"I-I don't think I-" Lucy starts before pushing Lauren off her body slightly. "I don't wanna.. like..-"

"What is it Luce, are you not feeling well?" Lauren asks the girl, truly worried now since she sees the expression on her face. "If you feel sick I'll go get a bucket for you, I think I got one-"

"No-" The other girl interrupts her, now sitting up on the bed. "No, no.. I- I'm not feeling sick.. I haven't taken so much tonight.. I- I'm fine.."

"Well whats up then?" Lauren asks, sitting down on the edge of the bed, next to the girl and wrapping an arm around her waist. The two of them had gotten closer on a friendly level as well and she could tell by now, when something was on the other girl's mind.

"I was just.. I-" Lucy sighs, putting her hands in front of her face. "I was just wondering.. I feel- I don't.." She sighs again before spilling it out; "What are we, Lauren?"

Two brown eyes stare into hers as she's sat there, mouth hanging half open. This feels like a smack in the face for Lauren, she'd had this kind of conversation before. She'd had this conversation before when actually really feeling something, or a lot of things for a certain person. 'Camila' The name goes through her head before before shaking it rapidly.

"Luce-"

"I- I know this is all just fun and games to you and.. but.. I- I feel more.. Lauren.."

Lauren feels her heart sink then and fill with guilt. Is she using this girl? Is she using her, just to have a good time? Is she using her to get high and have sex with? To have someone to talk to? To not feel so lonely?

She gets up from the bed and runs her hand through her hair as she suddenly feels dizzy again, all the guilt and negative feelings taking over all of the sudden. She's such a horrible person. Using all these people in order to feel good. First Camila, now Lucy. She's so weak. Fuck, so weak, using alcohol and drugs as a solution to her fucked up life. She'd all fucked it up herself. She has herself to thank for all of this.

"Lauren, It's okay.. I'm sorry. Please just pretend I didn't.. say that.. okay?" Lucy says, still sitting on the bed as Lauren paces through the room, a head filled with worry now.

"Fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. fuck.." The famous singer mumbles as she holds onto her hair with her left hand as she paces around the room. She'd messed it all up. She always does. "Fuck.. fuck.. fuck.. fuck.."

Lucy is sat on the bed, hands covering her face as she stares at the ground. "Please.. Lauren.. It's okay.. It's fine.. just forget I-"

"Fuck.. Fuck.. FUCK.. SHIT.. I'm sorry Luce... I-" The green eyed girl says, looking over at the model sitting on the bed with guilt in her eyes. "I'm so sorry, I never shnu sja m-"

She feels extremely dizzy all of the sudden. Dizzier than she's ever been. Her head starts pounding and she notices how her left hand, that had been up in her hair only seconds ago, is now hanging limply beside her body.

"Lauren?" Lucy asks, staring at her face with a worried expression.

"Ludsy aah she mo- woos shu el- el.." Lauren babbles before a faint thud sounds and she realises that she's staring at the ceiling. The pain in her head is so extreme that it forces her to groan in pain.

"LAUREN!" Lucy's voice fills her ears then. "Lauren, what's going on? Are you okay?"

"Yee saja shu- shu luce hee el-" The singer tries to speak but fails before noticing the world around her starts growing black. The sounds of Lucy's screaming fills her ears before she gives into the darkness and closes her eyes.