A/n: Another random idea and chapter.

Y/n's pov.
I'm sure everybody has heard of people saying 'don't do drugs.' Or 'don't talk to strangers.'

I obeyed them, I really did, but I didn't know I was breaking the rules until it was too late.

"You look down. What's up?" She asked.

Lauren.

Lauren Jauregui.

The girl I've been attracted to my whole life, and more importantly, my drug.

I didnt mean to be this addicted to her, but once she looked at me for the first time, I already knew I was high and in trouble.

"I'm alright. What have you been up to?" I asked.

We were both sat on her house's balcony, talking about life and spending time together.

"Well, going on tour and finally found the one." She mumbled the last part.

'Was she scared?' I thought.

I was taken back by what she said, but not too much.

I already knew this would happen one day.

I never told Lauren I liked her.
That's why I knew she would find somebody else.

"That's great. What's his name?" I asked trying to hide the pain that I was feeling.

"Luis." She said as if this Luis guy was an angel from heaven.

It was hard hearing her say another guy's name.

I looked at the view of the city in front of me, trying to ignore my racing heart and the pain that I was feeling.

>A Few Days Later <

It's been a couple of days since Lauren last talked about this Luis guy.
And I must admit, I haven't been myself lately.

I've been cutting, which I promised Lauren I wouldn't do.

I've been drinking by myself, which has caused fights and arguments with people I know and I don't know.

And I've been low.

Really, really low.

I needed Lauren in my arms again.

I needed her.

But she's out there performing to thousands of people.

I needed my drug.

She was the only person that got me so high.

But she got me so high that I crashed down.