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myhockeyworld87 · 4 years

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Bubble Wrapped - Part 4

Word Count: 5,762

POV: Reader

Warnings: Same as always, Language, Smut, NSFW, Please see the note in the Masterlist

Teams: Bruins, Caps, Flyers, Lightning and Pens

Notes: This part got a little crazy...haha! We have a lot of players involved this time, so I hope you guys like it. Feedback is always welcome. Happy Reading!!!

Day three and four in the bubble were sedate. There were a few minor glitches here and there, but not any brawls or fighting, and you weren't thrown in the pool again. You chalked it more up to the fact that the teams were practicing more and watching films so there was a bit less downtime. After breakfast on day five, you made your rounds, making sure that the conference rooms were cleaned to perfection for the lunch crowd and doing the same with each workout room. Though the latter was a bit more complex considering most of them were occupied.

Once you found everything under control, you headed over to the tennis courts and found Sidney Crosby playing on the one court with a couple of his teammates. It felt kind of wrong to just stand there and watch him, but you couldn't help yourself. He had on a pair of black sweats and a grey Pens t-shirt that clung to his body from where he was working up a sweat. His locks were shorn as if he had just gotten them cut before coming in the bubble. Every muscle was defined as he would swing the racket and connect with the ball. Automatically, your eyes went to his ass, which was just sheer perfection and you longed to feel his glutes under your fingertips. There was part of you that wished he was wearing shorts so you could appreciate his thighs as well. Your eyes followed every move that he made, every swing of the racket; step of that he took. It made you weak in the knees and your mouth go dry.

You tried concentrating on the other players, Letang, Hornqvist, and Petterson, but your eyes always came back to Sid. It's been five days in the bubble and you'd yet to get Sid alone, as he was always surrounded by teammates or coaches. You were going to have to do something soon, for there was always the chance they could end up losing in the qualifying rounds. You waited until they finished, then grabbed the fresh pile of towels that were sitting on the outside table, and decided to take them inside the court. They normally stayed outside, but it wouldn't hurt for them to be inside the court. They were just walking out, and you used your ass to open the door, making as if you didn't know they were coming out. As the door open, you stumbled forward, only to have Sid's strong arms grab you. "Oh sorry, I didn't realize anyone was there?" You told him.

"No, it's my fault, I should've been paying attention instead of chirping these two," Sid said, his arms still around you.

"Anyone need a towel?" You offered with a smile and only then did his hands come off your waist, so he could grab one. The other three did as well and soon you only had a couple left. "Everything fine with your stay here?"

"Oh yeah, we always love staying here," Sid commented and the other three agreed.

"Whoever put these tennis courts in was a genius," Letang added.

"Thanks, I'll be sure to mention that you appreciate my ingenuity to my bosses when I talk to them."

"No way, it was your idea?" Sid seemed impressed and you didn't mind taking the credit since the courts had been your idea when they decided to build this hotel.

"I've been affiliated with the company for a while, and had a lot of ideas for when we built this place."

"No wonder they put you in charge of the place for this whole thing. You've really done an awesome job." The compliment from Sid had you blushing.

"Thank you, if there's anything at all you need; don't hesitate to call me." You made sure that you looked Sid in the eye as you said that. Letang elbowed him at your insinuation.

"We'll meet you upstairs," Hornqvist stated then patted Sid on the shoulder and the three left the two of you alone.

It was a bit awkward at first, but then you broke the silence. "So are you missing Pittsburgh at all?"

"Nah, not really. It was kind of boring quarantining alone. This is a nice change of pace." Well, at least you had your answer about if he had anyone waiting at home for him. "Are you into architecture that you had this idea of the tennis courts?"

"I took a few classes in college. I find it intriguing. I'm by no means an architect but I have great ideas." Well, that sounded a bit conceded. "I mean, I'd like to think they are great at least."

"Architecture has always fascinated me as well. What else did you do here?"

"Well, the rooftop pool was, though that took a little bit of engineering. I just loved the idea of having it up there. We ended up sacrificing the indoor part to have it, but I think it was totally worth it." It was definitely a highlight of the hotel, well as long as you weren't being shoved into by a certain rat player.

"Oh, it's definitely beautiful. I'd love to see something like this in Pittsburgh, maybe we can steal you away from here and get you to think up something for us." A cute little smirk appeared on his face and you wanted to kiss him so bad. What was it about this man that just made you weak? You'd only ever felt this way around one other guy, but that wasn't what you wanted to think about now.

"Well, I'm sure you could persuade me if you wanted to."

"Really?" Sid didn't seem so unaffected by you as Tyler assumed. Apparently, hockey wasn't the only think on his mind.

"Yes, in fact…"

"(Y/N), I need you in the kitchen it's an emergency." Logan said breathless, as he came rushing into the tennis court.

"Sounds like you're needed," Sid stated grabbing the door and holding it open for you. "I'll let you go."

You were seriously going to murder Logan, especially if this was like the towel incident. "Yeah, I should probably go, but if you need anything call me." You rushed out to follow Logan, plotting the many ways to kill him on your way to the kitchen. It had better be on fire. When you walked into the kitchen things seemed under control. "What seems to be the problem, Logan? Things look fine."

"Oh, they're not though. Chef said that no one brought in the dirty dishes from conference room two and now we don't know if we'll have enough plates for lunch." If Logan made it out of the bubble alive, it would be a damn miracle.

"Sorry (Y/N), I thought when I told him that he would go get the dishes and not you."

"It's ok Marco." You told the chef, before turning to Logan. "Could you please go get the dishes, then bring them in here and wash them." You tried to spell it out as best you could for the kid.

"Yeah, sure I can do that. Don't know why I didn't think of that before." You didn't know why he didn't either, but he had just effectively ruined your opportunity with Sid. At least you were able to lay the foundation so that hopefully the next time you saw him, you'd be a bit more successful. Logan scurried out of the kitchen and Marco again apologized for not being more specific with the young pup.

Marco told you he'd keep a better eye on Logan the rest of the day so that you wouldn't have to worry about him, and you thanked the chef and went on your way. The rest of the day went pretty easy. You tried to look for Sidney but seemed to just miss him, so you called it a night and went to your suite to get ready for bed. You were just slipping out of your skirt when the phone rang. "Hey Car, I was just going to grab a glass of wine and head to bed. What's up?"

"Well, there's a little congregation in conference room one. It's not out of hand or anything, but they really shouldn't be in there since it's all ready for breakfast."

"So tell them to move to their floor."

"You know me Y/N, I'm chicken shit around these guys." It was true Carly was used to saying yes with being a concierge and most of her dealing were on the phone and she could get what she wanted that way but face to face, she found it hard to say no, or in this case move somewhere else. "Besides, I don't think they're all from the same team."

"Ok, I'll be down in a minute." You threw on an oversized shirt and leggings and headed down to the conference room. You were surprised to see that two members of the Flyers and two from the Penguins were playing cards. It was common knowledge that the two teams were rivals, but they seemed to be enjoying the game. Well, you could hear some chirps back and forth but it seemed to be in fun. "Hey guys, I hate to break up this party but you can't be in here."

"Aww, come on, we promise to keep the fighting to a minimum." Carter Hart said with a cute innocent little look on his face and it reminded you that Tyler said to keep away from him and not corrupt the boy.

"Seriously Y/N, it's all in good fun," Brandon Tanev echoed and you really started to wonder if everyone in this damn place knew your name. "Hayes and I have a long-standing game from when we both played for the Jets. Thought we'd get these two involved in it since we're all here."

"I don't care if you guys play. You just can't play here." You told them as you took in the money laid out on the table as well as the hand that Hart had. You wanted to tell him to fold for his hand was shit.

"Well, there's nowhere else this time of night." Zach Aston-Reese chimed in. He had a point, most of the common areas closed at this time of night.

"So like what are we talking, only a few more hands, or is this some all-night game, because I may have an alternative."

"Not all night, we've got a game in the morning." Kevin Hayes said reminding you that the two played each other in exhibition tomorrow.

"And no one's going to flip a table or throw a punch?" Your question was definitely valid, considering how'd you seen the two teams go at each other on the ice.

"Scouts honor," ZAR stated, though you didn't see his fingers crossed behind his back.

"Fine, come with me." They got up and followed you out of the room. You stopped and grabbed Carly. "Are you coming?"

"Where? And why?" She said as you grabbed her hand and pulled her along to the elevators.

"My room and for moral support." Once inside you pressed the twenty-ninth floor. The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor first. You crossed your fingers in hopes that whoever was getting on wouldn't question the odd mix of people in it.

Unfortunately, you had no such luck as Brayden Point, from Tampa Bay, got on, and the first thing out of his mouth was, "Umm, what's going on here?"

"Nothing," was what came out of your mouth. While at the same time Carter Hart said, "We're playing poker."

"Poker? You got room for another?" Point asked and it was easier to tell him yes then have him make a scene. Thankfully, you made it to your room without any more stops along the way. "Wow, nice setup you got here." Brayden let out with a low whistle.

"Thanks, there's no poker table but you're more than welcome to use the dining room table to play. As long as you're here do you guys want anything to drink?"

"Tell me you have alcohol?" Kevin asked as beer was kind of at a premium in the bubble. They didn't want the players partying too much so it wasn't as readily available as they would've liked.

"Sure that's smart with games tomorrow?"

"One isn't going to kill us," Tanev remarked and you supposed as long as they didn't get drunk it was fine.

"I have beer and wine. Who wants what?" Four of the guys chose beer with Carter choosing water. Which was probably a smart choice considering he was probably the starting goalie for the game. Carly went into the kitchen to help you get drinks, claiming a glass of wine for herself.

"You sure this is a good idea Y/N?"

"No, but what's the alternative, have them cause a riot in the lobby where everyone can see?" Carly shrugged her agreement. "At least here we can control them a little bit." Or so you hoped.

You headed back to the dining room, drinks in hand. "You two want in on the action?" ZAR asked, which was nice of him.

"I'm sure the sakes are a little too rich for our blood," They were Carly's words but you had to agree with her.

"We don't have to play for money," Kevin suggested and you raised an eyebrow at him. "You know strip poker and all." Part of you started to wonder if they had made this plan before they even started to play in the conference room. You wouldn't put it past them. All eyes turned to you and Carly, and you turned to her with a shrug as if to say your call. You knew she hadn't had any fun yet in the bubble, well at least not like you had.

"Alright gentlemen, deal us in." You took a seat between Tanev and Hayes; while Carly sat between ZAR and Point. Hayes declared himself the designated dealer for the first round, saying that you'd be playing a basic five-card draw game, and that winner could choose two players to lose an article of clothing, instead of all six individuals losing clothes. He then proceeded to deal out the first hand. Best you had was a pair of nines, so you tossed in the three cards that were pointless in hopes of gaining something that would help you out. You did pick up a pair of twos but you really didn't think two pair, nines high were going to win you anything. And you were right as Point ended up having three of a kind.

"Y/N and Carly have to lose a piece." He declared.

"Look I have no problem stripping but if you seriously pick the two of us every time, I'm calling an end to the game and you can all go back to your rooms." You said before stripping anything off your body.

"That's only fair," Tanev agreed. "From now on you can only ask one of the girls to take something off." It seemed a fair addendum to your original rules, which seemed to be nonexistent before this moment.

You stripped off your shirt and Carly did the same. Carter's eyes popped out of his head as he took in your lace bra and you realized that Tyler was right; he was way too innocent for the rest of the guys at this table or even you and Carly for that matter. Hopefully, Hayes would send him off to bed before things got too out of control. "If I didn't know better I'd swear you both wore those bras on purpose," Hayes commented and you let your hand glide up his thigh before answering him.

"Maybe we did." You gave his thigh a little squeeze and saw him jump a bit, which caused you to giggle. "Now I believe it's my turn to deal." He handed over the cards. The round went quick and thankfully Carly came out on top, so you knew that you were safe this time.

"Point it's payback time."

"Gladly," he announced before throwing off this t-shirt.

"You too Brandon. Might as well be both the B's" You caught a whiff of Tanev's cologne as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. His scent seemed to be a mix of sandalwood and something purely masculine, it was intoxicating and you found yourself getting damp just thinking about what the two of you could get up to. The six-pack he sported on his abdomen didn't help your wondering thoughts any.

"My turn," he said, palm upturned for you to place the cards into them. The smirk on his face told you, you'd been caught staring, and you handed the cards over in a hurry with a discreet cough. The third round had Carly winning again and you were hoping she was on some kind of hot streak.

"Hayes and ZAR, you're up." She stated matter of factly and the two men divested of the shirts, leaving Carter the only one fully clothed. "I mean you're welcome to join them, Hart, if you feel left out." He simply shook his head no. "I really think you need a beer to loosen up." Carly was right and you walked out to the kitchen to grab him one. He took a long swallow and it seemed to help him a bit.

The next round had Carter winning and the poor boy seriously looked confused about who he should choose. "It's easy Hart, pick one of the girls and one of us," Brayden told him.

"I know," Carter said indignantly as his eyes moved back and forth between you and Carly. He seemed completely torn and part of you just wanted to take off your leggings and put the boy out of his misery, but just then he finally made a decision. "Carly, since you've been winning it's only fair." She gave him a little wink before wiggling out of her bottoms and tossing them to the floor with her shirt. Carter's eyes bugged out as he took in her thong and you heard a low whistle from Point right before she sat down.

The deck was moved to the next person and cards were dealt. It was hard to hide your smile when you were dealt with three aces, and you were fairly confident you'd win this round; it just so happened you did. You had five guys to choose from and it was a difficult decision, but you really wanted to see what Brandon was hiding underneath his shorts, so it was a no brainer in choosing him. It was the other one that you were debating on. Tapping your finger on your chin, you mulled over your choices. "Brandon and ZAR, time for those pants to go." The problem was you didn't know which way to look. ZAR pulled the fly down on his just as Brandon yanked his down drawing your attention. There was no disguising the bulge in Tanev's boxers and you wet your lips without even thinking. He caught your attention and you swore you saw his cock twitch, but then ZAR's bottoms were falling and you took a moment to appreciate him. Both men were well-endowed and you couldn't wait to see what was underneath their boxer briefs.

Cards were dealt again and when you looked over at Carter, you noticed the beer you got him moments ago was gone. That wasn't a good sign. Both you and Carly lost this time, with Carter coming out ahead. He looked a bit woozy after downing that beer so quickly and didn't seem to realize he'd won until Hayes pointed it out. "Hayes and Point..." he stated and before he could say anything more; all four guys were breathing down his neck.

"What the hell?" you weren't sure who said it but it was echoed by all the guys, and you snickered before saying. "He's made his decision boys, now lose the pants."

"But I meant to ask which one I should pick." Hart protested.

"Too late," Carly chimed in a satisfied smile on her face. They both dropped their drawers then, each man sporting a hard-on that was outlined by the cover of their underwear. "I need more wine," Carly said and you could tell her mouth had gone dry from checking both men out.

"Grab us another as well, would ya?" You gave Hayes a look, making sure that this was a good decision as you made your way to the kitchen. "It's fine. I swear this is the last one."

This time Carly left you to fend for yourself as she didn't want to prance around in her thong. You were rummaging through the fridge and pulled out the five beers that you needed when Brandon came into the kitchen. "Need some help?" There was that cute little smile on his face and you returned it with one of your own.

"That would be nice." The kitchen wasn't large and he reached around you to grab a beer that you had on the counter, effectively trapping you against it. His body was pressed against yours and you could feel his cock hard against your stomach. Your breath hitched and before you could say anything his lips were on yours. You opened right away for him as his tongue sought entrance into your mouth. Brandon was a good kisser and you found yourself reaching around to the back of his neck and pulling him closer.

"Hey, what's taking so long," someone yelled and you pulled apart from Brandon. "Wanna continue this after the game?" He asked and you nodded your head yes, before grabbing two bottles of beer and the wine and slipping under his arm. You winked at him as you left the kitchen and could've sworn you heard him groan.

The game started back up and this time ZAR was declared the winner. His eyes raked up and down your body before he said, "(Y/N) it's got to be you." You pushed the chair back then made a show of wiggling out of your leggings, making sure Brandon got an eyeful of your ass before reclaiming your seat. All eyes but Carly's were on you; who coughed discreetly to remind ZAR he still needed to pick someone else. "Oh um, I guess Hart by default." Carter's cheeks got red, as both you and Carly turned your attention to him, though it just seemed sort of wrong since he seemed innocent. He was definitely sporting some wood and from what you could tell he had most of the guys there beat in the length department. He hurriedly sat down as soon as his shorts were off.

When the game resumed, it was Hayes who had a straight and won the round. "Point, since you joined the game late, I'm going with you." Brayden rolled his eyes but still stripped out of his briefs leaving him completely naked. His dick was average but still nice and you could see Carly squirming in her seat taking him in. You didn't really think Point was her type but then when you'd been in the bubble for a couple weeks like you both had those sorts of things went to the wayside. He seemed to return her interest, for as he reclaimed his seat his eyes never left hers. "(Y/N)," Kevin said bringing your attention back to the fact that you lost. "Lose the bra." You had kind of forgot that Kevin had to name another person, but you should've figured it would be you as you'd teased him earlier when you squeezed his thigh.

"Fine," you said and you let the strap slink down your right shoulder before drawing your arm through it. You repeated the process with your left, then moved to unclasp the eye hooks in the back. Keeping one hand holding the bra together you let your other slip to the front to hold the cups, before letting the bra go. The cups released into your hands and you slowly peeled it away, teasing the boys as you did, until finally your breasts were revealed. You knew you had nice boobs. It had been commented about by almost every guy you'd ever been with, not to mention the stares you got when wearing a low cut top. Tyler had said on more than one occasion that they were perfect and he could spend hours playing with them. So when the guys' eyes went wide, you weren't surprised. It was Carter's look of shock as he downed the rest of his beer that had you suppressing a giggle. You knew he was innocent but it almost seemed too much for a hockey player to be this inexperienced. You hoped it was just the setting of the game and all. "Ok, now that that's done; on to the next hand." They seemed a bit disappointed that the game was back on instead of just ogling your boobs.

Brandon dealt the card, the side of his hand accidentally brushing the side of your breast as he dealt you yours. It was hard not to think of the encounter in the kitchen earlier and you kind of wished this game was over and you could move on to bedroom games with Brandon. As the hand went on, you saw Carter sway a bit. "Hey Kev, you better take your goalie back to his room before he's unfit to play tomorrow." They were Points words, but he was absolutely correct as Hart was not looking good to finish the hand let alone the game.

"Hart, you good?" Kevin asked and Carter made to put his thumb up but couldn't. "Fuck man, you're really one of those, sniff the beer cap drunks, aren't you?" Carter just smiled over. "Alright bud, time to call it a night, before we both regret this; though you owe me. Big time!"

Hayes threw his clothes back on before tossing Carter's shirt at him, which smacked him in the face. They made their way to the door, Hayes none too happy to be leaving. "Guess this means the game is over." You said thinking to put an end to things around the dining room table and move it to the bedroom with Brandon.

"What do you mean? It was just getting interesting." Zach pointed out, looking directly at your chest.

"I gotta agree," Brayden added, looking over at Carly. "I have a good feeling about this next hand."

"Don't you guys have a game tomorrow?" you asked Tanev and ZAR.

"Yeah, that's what naps are for," Brandon told you with a little wink. "But I see your point, only a few more rounds than we'll call it a night." He picked up the cards and started to deal. They did not fall your way and this hand saw Point come out on top of everyone, which was lucky considering he was now in his birthday suit.

"Zach looks like you're up this time." ZAR dropped his drawers without even thinking about it, giving you a nice view of his cock. It was erect, almost pressing up to his stomach. You didn't know if it was the fact that he was hard or not, but his dick was kind of pretty if that was even a thing. He sat back down before you could check it out too long, which was disappointing. Point look at Carly and said, "Your turn." There was a cocky little smirk to his face but as Carly removed her bra, she directed all her attention at Brayden.

"You two need to get a room," Tanev said off-hand and you saw Carly cock her head as if to ask if he wanted to go to hers. Point nodded a yes, and Carly started grabbing her clothes off the floor.

"Thanks for the game (Y/N). I'll see you downstairs." She said throwing clothes on and heading for the door. Point right behind her.

"So, umm…" you hummed, not really knowing what to do now that you had both Brandon and Zach alone.

"One last hand?" Brandon asked, and you couldn't really see the point of it. "If I win, I get to kiss you."

"And if I win, I get the kiss." Zach chimed in.

"And what if I win?" It was a valid question.

"Then you can pick either one of us or neither of us." Brandon offered.

"Ok, who's dealing?" You asked with an all-in attitude. ZAR picked up the cards and started to shuffle. You picked up the five cards in front of you, two jacks being dealt. It wasn't a bad start and when you got the redraw there was another one. Brandon laid down his pair of tens first, knowing that he probably wasn't going to win. Zach went next, a smile on his face that told you he'd thought he'd won with his two pair queen high.

With a satisfied grin, you laid down your winning hand. "Read them and weep boys." They both frowned at you picking up their stuff and got ready to leave, thinking that you'd choose that option. "Oh, neither of you is not my choice." They both looked back at you, a little stunned at your statement.

"Who's it going to be then?" Zach asked, hand still holding onto his boxers and shorts.

"What if I say both?" They looked over at each other, a silent agreement passing between the two teammates. You grabbed Brandon's hand, then walked over to take Zach's as well, leading them over to the sofa. They both went willingly, one on each side of you as you stood there. You looked over at Zach first and went up on your toes to give him a heated kiss. He cupped your cheek, drawing you closer to him. Zach was a good kisser and you got lost as your tongue swirled with his, until you felt another pair of hands on your body, starting at your waist and working their way up to fondle your breasts. Brandon twisted your nipples and you moaned into Zach's mouth before breaking apart. Brandon turned your hips so that you were facing him, before threading his fingers through your hair. With hardly any pressure, he had you leaning into him so he could kiss you. Brandon was skilled with his tongue and you melted into him. But it was Zach's cock that pressed against your back that you felt even more. You reached behind you to palm him and he hissed out his pleasure as he dropped kisses to your shoulder blades.

There were four hands all over your body and you weren't sure who was doing what as you felt someone slide your panties down off your legs. Brandon's mouth left yours, only to move south to your breasts, where he took a nipple in and sucked, eliciting a moan from you. Zach's fingers, at least you thought they were his, were delving between your folds. It was too much and you lost your grip on his cock. Zach pushed a finger inside you while his thumb toyed with your clit. Pleasure ripped through your body, Brandon now switching breast to give your other nipple the same lavish attention. You threw your head back enjoying their ministrations. You missed the communication between the two, but the next thing you knew was that they were lowering you down to the sofa.

Brandon slid down to his knees in front of you, spreading your legs wide for him to go between, while Zach sat down beside you on the couch. Zach's hand immediately went to the back of your neck so that he could pull you in for yet another heated kiss. Your hands skated down his well-chiseled chest until you found his cock. Wrapping your fingers you began to stroke the length of him and he deepened the kiss.

It was at that moment that Brandon licked a stripe between your folds. The action causing you to stutter your rhythm on Zach's cock, as your body tingled from Brandon's tongue. Two of Brandon's fingers spread you pussy for his mouth to go to town on you and you found yourself breaking the kiss from Zach. "Fuck Brandon…that feels so good," you moaned out.

Brandon's mouth worked its magic on you, sucking and nibbling on your clit, before he looked up at Zach. "You have to taste her man, she's so fucking sweet." A quick shift in positions from the two and then it was Brandon's mouth on yours as you tasted your own juices off his lips. His hand found yours and he guided it to his member urging you to stroke him.

Zach's fingers delved into your cunt, sliding up and down between your folds collecting your moisture. "You're so wet…I just have to taste you." He breathed out before going in with his tongue and licking at your pussy. He hummed out his approval as he continued to eat your out.

Brandon moved his hands to your breasts, where he pinched your nipple between his thumb and forefinger causing you to gasp. His head moved down to your other nipple and he gently bit down on the turret peak. You moaned out as that familiar tingle of orgasm started to hit, from the combination of both Brandon and Zach. "Don't stop…" You panted out. "Please don't stop." Zach increased the speed of his fingers as they thrust in and out of you, while his mouth and tongue flicked and sucked your clit. "Oh god…" Brandon bit down on your nipple and it sent you shattering, your legs tightening around Zach as they shook with the force of your climax. "OOOHHH," you exclaimed and you swear your moan echoed off the walls of the suite it was so loud. Both men worked you through your orgasm, a satisfied smile on each when you finally made your way back to them. "That was…" you didn't have time to finish your thought as there was a loud knock at the door.

"Who the fuck is that?" Brandon asked in a hushed whisper and you honestly had no idea as most of the employees of the hotel would've called your phone and not come knocking at this hour.

"I know you're in there. I could hear you." The voice said from the other side of the door and suddenly it registered who it was on the other side.

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Amnesia Ch. 09

Lauren

We were in the middle of promoting Work From Home. We had gone from radio show to radio show non stop over the last week. Sometimes we were all together and sometimes it was just individually so we could promote as much as possible between the five of us.

When speaking with Lucy, I had expressed how much I was enjoying this and I was fine. But I was far from fine. I was getting overwhelmed. Between the shows and keeping my memory loss a secret, I was spread thin. The girls would quiz me on things I should know as Lauren and it was exhausting. I couldn’t keep up with everything I had done within the last four years.

“Lauren, I’m sure you’ve been asked several times already, but how are adjusting to being back in the group again?”

We were all together, at a radio station, doing the same thing again. I didn’t tire of hearing our song in the radio, but I was tired of the same song and dance when it came to me coming back into the group.

I put on a fake smile and gave the radio announcer the same response I had been giving everyone else.

“It’s going great. The girls are amazing. They’ve been wonderful making sure I’m okay and this isn’t too crazy for me. Plus our managers are there too. Everyone’s just happy I’m back.”

I wanted to roll my eyes. This was so tedious.

“Harmonizers are very happy that you’re back. They had it trending it on Twitter the other day when they heard you guys were in the studio again with Lauren.”

I nodded my head. I couldn’t do this right now. I had to run. I needed to go somewhere other than here. The need to be able to breathe was pulling at my lungs. I needed to find a way out of here or I would lose my shit.

A soft hand squeezed my thigh. I turned to look at Camila. It was her hand which rested on my thigh. She squeezed it again and the storm I thought was going to start brewing inside of me, simmered down. I took a deep breath and let it out.

“Thank you,” I whispered for only her to hear. She nodded slightly.

Tuning back into the radio announcer, I noticed Dinah was talking. Our eyes meet for a brief moment and she winked at me. It was subtle enough that I don’t think anyone else noticed.

I think my face had a look of confusion on it because she pointed down to her lap. I looked down at my lap and realized she was telling me to look at my phone. Surely enough there was a message from Dinah and it said, ‘Always have your back’.

I smiled. Well good to know.

“So how do you girls feel about listening to your song?”

“Yasss!” Dinah practically yelled. The rest of the girls laughed at the excitement. I just kept the fake smile. I wasn’t as worked up as before, but I over being here and just wanted to go back to home. But that was not an option. We were onto a performance next. We were set to perform the single at the Today Show.

“What we’ve all been waiting for, here is Work From Home.” The radio announcer pressed a button and our song started to filter out through the headsets and then through the whole room.

I removed my headset and turned to look at Camila. She was jamming out to her part, lip singing the way through. A ghost of a smile graced my lips. A real one this time.

She pulled out her phone and opened up Snapchat. She signaled for me to move in closer and I did. The smell of her shampoo graced my senses the moment I posed next to her. She took the picture and I had to stop myself from turning and looking at this wonderful human being beside me.

“You don’t have to go to work, work, work, work,work, work, work,” she sang, singing my part and sounding better than I did. I joined in with her, our voices contrasting but in perfect harmony with one another.

This moment was perfect. It was imperfectly perfect, even through my anxiety to get out of here. I forgot about it and enjoyed this moment I got to spend with Camila.

We continued to sing along and good around, occasionally recording a little video for Snapchat through her phone or through mine, surprising me that I even had that app. The girls went around the room, laughing and enjoying the moment as well. But they didn’t get to enjoy the way I did. They didn’t get to stare into those those beautiful chocolate eyes. I did and I surely was happy that I would forever have these memory tucked away, to bring out on a rainy day.

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After two more radio shows, we were back at the hotel we were staying at before tomorrow’s performance on the Today Show. I was kind of low-key excited for that. I couldn’t wait to get a chance to perform on there. Though the girls had told me we had performed on the show multiple times already. But how was I to know?

We were just about finished with eating and I’m sure once we were done, we’d all be in a food coma and not want to do anything else. Maybe I would be able to persuade Camz to come over to my room for an unofficial movie night.

“In light of today’s events,” Dinah told us, “I say we have a traditional Fifth Harmony movies night. It’ll be fun and I know Lauser would enjoy a nice distraction from the craziness.” All four of us looked at her.

“Agreed. But I say we don’t let her pick. If not we’ll be watching blood and guts all night.” Normani spoke up. She had been wiping her face with the table napkin which she set down after she was done.

“So true. I can’t be having any nightmares.” Camila chimed in. She was toying with the crumbs that were left on her plate, sliding them back and forth at a steady pace. All that was left was for Ally to put in her two cents, but she stayed quiet.

“Guys, I’m right here. You’re talking like I’m not even in the room.” I complained. I gave them a pout.

“Shush Lo. This doesn’t concern you.” Camila joked. “Just kidding.” She winked at me and I smiled at the gesture.

The eldest of the group talked finally. “I say we just watch The Notebook. It’s not like we don’t like it or that Mila and Lauren haven’t made us watch it once or twice before. Plus I think it’ll be nice to do something we haven’t been able to do in forever.”

The three other girls nodded their heads in agreement to the eldest words. I was clueless. I liked The Notebook? Since when? I think I vaguely remembered watching it when it first came out, but I didn’t remember being obsessed with it. I guess that was another thing the real Lauren liked that I had to remember.

“How about Normani and I go get some snacks for the movie? Ally you see about finding a copy of the movie. And the Lauren and Mila can go get a bunch of pillows and blankets to take back to Lauren’s room? Meet in 30 in our PJs? Sound like a plan?” No one disagreed so we got up and walked off in the directions we needed to go to get down what the youngest one ordered from us.

Silently, Camila and I walked to the concierge to ask them to send more pillows and blankets to my room. The silence wasn’t awkward in anyway. It was comfortable and like always, familiar to me.

I broke the silence and uttered a small thank you to the chocolate eyed girl next to me.

“What for?” She asked. Her eyebrows were lifted in confusion to my thank you.

“For calming me down during the first radio show. If you hadn’t, I don’t know what I would have done.” I honestly said.

It was the truth. I don’t know how she managed to do it, but she had and I was grateful for it.

“You would have done the same for me.” She commented.

“Would I?” Have I always done that for her?

“You’ve always been my guardian angel Lol. Even if you don’t remember, you’re always checking in with me and making sure I’m okay. I love that about you.” She had a shy smile on her face and her cheeks had a pink tint to them after she had spoken.

“Uh thank you?” I laughed. “I really don’t know what to say."

"Just keep doing what you’re doing and you’ll remember. I know you will."

We reached the desk and talked to a young man who said he would get it sent up right away. We thanked him and made our way to the elevators so we could go get changed and then wait for the other girls to be done with their tasks.

In the elevator, Camila expressed her concern.

"I just get the feeling you’re not telling me something. As if you’re keeping something important from me. Is everything okay? If you’re not okay with any of this, we can always tell management. They know they can’t be pushing you too hard. I just don’t want you overextending yourself while you’re struggling to remember.”

I gulped. Could she know that I was hiding memories from her? She spoke like she knew me. Like she knew I would hide things from her. I’m sure she did know me and maybe I had done it before, hide things.

She knew the real me. I was still learning. But I didn’t want to show any weakness. I didn’t want to be any weaker than I already was. So I lied, again, to the girl I found super adorable.

“I’m fine. Did I have a small moment today? Yes. But not for the reasons you’re thinking. That small moment had more to do with the same question being asked of me everywhere we go.” It was full of truth, it was fun of lies.

The doors to the elevator opened as if on cue once I had finished speaking.

“But you’ll tell me if you feel overwhelmed if the time comes?” She asked me as we walked out of the elevator.

I didn’t want to promise that. It would be broken because I wouldn’t tell her. But what choice did I have?

“Sure. I will.” I stopped and smiled at her. So many lies Lauren… Why am I lying? I sighed internally.

“Okay.” She put her hand on my shoulder and softly rubbed it. “As long you know I’m here to help you. I’m going to change and I’ll be at your room in a few, okay?” She removed her hand from my shoulder.

“Alright. I’ll be in my room.” She walked down the hall to her room and I walked in the opposite direction, quickly swiping my card across the reader and stepping into my room.

Camila bringing that up, scared me a little. She knew everything there was about the me that was missing. She knew how I acted and what my mannerisms were. What if she found out that I was having issues with this? What if she knew I lied to her about my memories? What would happen then?

A loud knock at my door made me jump. I still hadn’t changed into my PJs because I had been busy in my thoughts.

I looked through the peep hole and found an eye looking through it.

“What the fuck?” I almost yelled when I saw that.

Soft giggles could be heard through the door. Damn this woman. I opened the door.

“Hey Lo. Did I scare you?” She was still giggling between her words.

“What do you think?” I played it off like I was upset over it, but I could never be mad at her.

“That you’re a little chicken shit.”

I scoffed and crossed my arms. “I’m not the one who doesn’t want to watch horror movies because they’ll give her nightmares.”

“Well they do. It’s not my fault I have a vivid imagination.”

I rolled my eyes. “Sure, blame the vivid imagination instead of just saying you’re a big old scaredy cat.”

“I am not. Take that back Lauren Michelle.” She demanded.

“I think I will not Karla.” I challenged back. If she was going to say my middle name, I was going to call her by her first name.

“How did you know that was my first name?”

“Because I read Wikipedia. Duh Camz.”

“Oh right. It’s like plastered all over the internet."

I laughed. She sure was cute.

Knocks at the doors and loud voices interrupted our banter. We exchanged looks.

"Guess the rest of the girls are here. Can you let them in while I change into my PJs?”

“Yeah.” I went to grab what I considered my PJs, a shirt and some boy shorts, before heading into the bathroom.

I could hear the girls giggling and what sounded like pillows being tossed around the room, through the door of the bathroom.

I came out and a pillow smacked me straight in the face.

Bouts of laughter came from all different parts of the room.

“Alright. Who hit me with the pillow?” As soon as the words left my mouth, pillows left and right came at me. I managed to dodge maybe a third but the rest hit me either square in the face or my shoulders and stomach.

I started laughing once the attack finished. I couldn’t stop laughing and I doubled over from the laughter that was falling out of my lips. I don’t know what had been so funny about being attacked by pillows, but it had brightened my day and made me feel better.

If this was the types of memories these girls would give me, I would cherish them forever. I would never let myself forget them for as long as I lived.

#UPDATE #series #non AU #slash #camren #based on song #submission #Amnesia

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