Chapter 7

Yesterday Camila and I were so wrapped in each others company that we lost track of time. I didn't get home until after 2 in the morning and my mom chewed me out for it.

Luckily, after explaining that it was for a project I didn't get into trouble.

After getting home my mind was so consumed by thoughts of Camila that I couldn't sleep. Instead I stayed up thinking about Camila and wanting it to be tomorrow desperately so I can hang out with her.

I yawn and look over at my phone smiling big when I see a text.

Camila- Hey sleepy head. Wake up!

I feel my cheeks beginning to hurt from the smile that seems to be permanently plastered across my face whenever I'm with Camila or thinking of her.

Me- I'm up! I'm up! Did ya miss me? Camila- Maybe ;)

I squealed slightly at the thought of the younger one actually missing me.

Me- So we didn't actually get any work done yesterday. Mind coming over my house today? I'll pick you up.

I don't really want to get any work done I just really want to spend my time with the other girl. When I'm with her I feel so safe and special. Honestly, she's unlike anyone I've ever known before.

Camila- Sure I'm going to go shower then. Be here in 30 minutes okay?

Me- Okay make sure you're ready or I'll make you listen to Lana!

Camila- I'll definitely be ready now.

I begin picturing Camila showering and I instantly scold myself. Instead I decide to take a quick shower as well and get dressed so I can meet the younger girl.

I throw on shorts and a crop top and play in my hair for a few minutes making sure it looks perfect.

During the drive I listen to One Direction though I would never admit that to Camila. I was just a little curious about the music she's into.

I pull up to the small house and notice the girl sitting on the porch completely absorbed in her music and a book she's reading. I beep my horn earning a jump from the smaller girl. I chuckle to myself as she glares at me and gets in the car.

"Seriously? That's the second time! Lauren Jauregui you must have a thing for giving people heart attacks."

I laugh at the younger girl and begin driving back to my house. I'm slightly nervous because she's never been to my house before. It's a lot bigger and different than hers and I don't want her to think I'm showing off.

Once I pull up to the house, Camila gets out of the car and to looks at my house in awe. Often times I forget that I'm privileged, more so than the smaller girl.

"Your house is huge" she gapes and I smile as I watch her admiring the home that I'm so used to seeing.

"Big isn't always better" I say in an attempt to make her feel better.

"Trust me my house isn't better" she replies as she walks up the steps. I try my hardest to keep my eyes up and not glued to her ass.

I get in front of her and open the door leading her to my room. I turn around and see her looking at the pictures that are hanging up around my house. Luckily I don't have anything embarrassing of me on the walls.

"Oh my god you were so cute! What happened?" she teases and I grab my chest feigning hurt.

"I'm hurt that you don't find me cute" I pout slightly as she comes closer to me.

I bite my lip slightly when she comes closer and leans into my ear. I feel her breath against my ear. "I think you're more than cute now Lauren Jauregui." she whispers and I gulp.

I know she heard it by the low chuckle that escapes her lips as she walks up the steps and into what she presumed was my room.

I take a few moments to compose myself before following the younger girl into the room.

"How'd you know this was my room?" I question as I stare at the girl who already made herself comfortable by taking off her sneakers and laying across my bed.

"I saw a Lana Del Rey poster and I figured you're probably the only one in your family with such bad taste." she winks and I laugh.

If anyone else were to say that I would've gotten angry but after getting to know Camila I can't get angry with her anymore.

I get in bed and lay beside her staring at the ceiling. I feel her staring at me and my cheeks begin to heat up slightly.

"Weren't you the one who told me that staring was not polite?" I question and turn to face her.

"Yeah well I was always taught to admire beautiful things" she flirts and I find myself wondering why she's being so nice and flirty after everything I've put her through.

I decide not to worry about it right now and instead I flirt back.

"Maybe you should be staring at yourself then." I wink and I can tell she's blushing.

"No way. It's funner to admire you." she smiles.

"More fun" I correct. With my friends and family I have been dubbed the grammar queen. I don't do it purposely but bad grammar really gets to me.

"Huh?" the smaller girl scrunches up her eyebrows in confusion and it's the cutest thing ever.

"Funner isn't a word. The correct way to say it is 'More fun'." I hear her laugh and I stare at her.

"What's funny?" I question as the girl regains composure.

"You're a grammar queen. I would have never thought that." she answers and I chuckle to myself. I guess if I didn't know me very well I wouldn't expect it either.

"So what do you want to do for the project?" I hear the smaller girl ask me and I try to think of something but my mind is blank.

"Well Lauren Jauregui we have two days to figure something out and make it happen. But something really good and magical." she responds to me.

"Why do you call me Lauren Jauregui instead of just Lauren?" I wonder out loud.

"Because there's a lot of Laurens in the world that the name isn't special enough but there's only one Lauren Jauregui. And she's special," she replies and once again I feel my heart beating rapidly and my cheeks burning. Camila has a way of making me feel so special even when I'm not. When I'm with her I am always blushing and my heart is always beating so hard I'm surprised it never jumped out of my chest and hid under a rock, afraid of getting hurt.

I am absolutely convinced that this girl will be the death of me.

"Can I please see some of your art?" she bites her lips and stares at me intently. It takes everything in me to deny her the right to read it but I manage.

"Nope." I smile earning a pout from the younger girl.

"Can we watch a movie while we do the project?" the smaller girl looks up at me and I smile and nod, unable to deny the tan beauty once again.

"Sure what do you want to watch?" I get up and turn on my television and PlayStation to watch Netflix.

"The Notebook" she smiles and I internally growl but sigh in relief once I notice that they don't have it on Netflix.

"I'm sorry Camila but it's not on Netflix you have to choose again." I smirk.

"How about the Silver Linings Playbook?" she looks hopeful and I check it. I've never watched it before but the smaller girl really seems to want to watch it so I willingly comply and turn it on.

I get back in bed and lay beside her. I shudder when her arm brushes against mine but get comfortable.

We finally decide on a science project that my father helps us to complete. It's pretty lame but hopefully it's enough to win or at least to pass.

After eating some pizza for dinner and 4 in a half movies I notice that the smaller girl fell asleep. Her head rests against my shoulder and I'm scared to move and wake her.

I turn the television off and feel myself dozing off. I turn my body slightly and Camila's head falls onto my chest. For a moment I admire the beautiful girl that is so close to me before I feel my eyes closing. I decide to allow sleep to consume me.

When I wake up I feel alone and empty. I look around and notice that Camila isn't in bed anymore. I look at my clock and see that it says 9:30.

Holy fuck! Like in the morning? I can't believe I actually fell asleep for that long with Camila in my room.

I feel my heart ache at her absence. I know that it is completely unreasonable but I find it hard to understand why she would leave and not even say goodbye. I hope I didn't get her into trouble.

Did us cuddling bother her? I begin panicking until I hear a loud laugh come from downstairs that sounds vaguely familiar.

I quickly get up and go downstairs to find the source of the laughter. When I come downstairs I feel a huge smile creep on my face as I notice Camila sitting on the couch with Taylor, Chris and Normani looking at pictures. Seeing her with my family getting along warms my heart. I'm glad that they can get along because I have a feeling they'll be seeing a lot more of Camila.

I feel eyes on me and I lock eyes with the brown eyed beauty.

I walk over to where everyone is sitting. "Hey what's up?" I question as everyone's attention turns to face me instead of the book of pictures they were focused on.

They quickly close the book and attempt to act normal but I can tell something is off. "What's going on?" I question and walk closer.

"Nothing. Just looking at pictures. Normal pictures.." Taylor stutters and her voice is higher than normal indicating she's lying.

I reach over and grab the book. My cheeks heat up ferociously when I realize that they showed Camila embarrassing baby photos of me.

This book is filled with photos of me growing up doing the most embarrassing things. I look up at Camila who is stifling a laugh along with everyone else in the room, well everyone except me.

"You didn't" I look up at my sister and everyone laughs hard leaving me unentertained.

"Aww don't be upset Lauren Jauregui. Looking at pictures of you picking your nose was incredibly adorable." Camila comes up to me and squeezes my cheeks. I feel all my embarrassment disappear and instead I blush at the younger girls touch.

Once her hand moves I look over at my best friend who has her eyebrows kinked up and I immediately go into defense mode. I don't want her thinking I'm gay. I don't think I would be able to handle people finding out that I was questioning my sexuality and thinking differently of me.

I take a step away from the tan girl. "I should probably take you home.." I mutter and look at the disappointment on the girl's face.

"Yeah sure. I should be getting home before my dad gets back home and thinks I've been kidnapped or something.. Normani, Taylor, Chris. It was nice getting to know you guys. We have to do that again someday." she smiles and walks over the them to give them a hug.

They all reciprocate the hug, especially Chris. I feel myself getting angry when he adds a kiss on her cheek.

"Okay that's enough. I don't want her being late. Bye guys." I start walking off as Camila trails closely behind me.

The whole car ride was extremely awkward considering neither of us mumbled a word.

After I pull up at her house I look in her direction for the first time since we started driving.

"I'm sorry if I did something offensive to you. I honestly didn't mean to." the younger girl mumbled sadly and I feel my heart breaking slightly at her blaming herself.

"No it's not you at all I promise." I smile and find myself staring at the lips of the younger girl. I can't help but think about how they would fit perfectly with my own.

I feel myself gravitating towards her slowly as she moves in as well. Her lips pucker slightly as she stops a mere few centimeters away from my lips.

I close my eyes and lean in to close the difference. I feel the butterflies churning in my stomach and my heart beating erratically.

Just like the last time in her room, I feel her breath against my skin and this time I don't think she's going to stop herself, much to my delight.

Unfortunately for me, as soon as our lips drew even closer I hear a knock at my window causing us both to jump.

A large male stood at my door looking angered and impatient.

Camila looked scared and she quickly undid her seatbelt. "I can't do this I'm sorry" she whispered before quickly getting out of the car and sprinting towards her house as the man I am assuming is her father glared at me before turning around and following her.

I sigh and run a hand through my hair moving it back into place. I can still feel my heart beating at an accelerated pace.

For the second time in a row I came close to kissing the girl that I've been falling for and each time something came in the way. Maybe it's just not meant to be.

Dedicated to FetusCamrenBish yass bby!

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