Your Biggest Fan (Camren)

Chapter 10

Camila's POV:

"Breathe, Mila, breathe." Camila replied as she finally settled into the backseat of Lauren's car. Although Camila had always daydreamed about being famous, she never imagined being bombarded being that... horrifying.

It had even drawn stress-induced tears to her eyes, and she was shaking slightly. The lights had made her dizzy, and the scrambling to get out had made it even worse.

Finally, Lauren got to the car, but she completely ignored Camila after glancing into the back.

Ohhh, no. Lauren Jauregui, you just indirectly caused me to have a mental breakdown, you're not about to ignore me, take a step back- yep, she's ignoring me.

"What's your address?" Lauren asked, barely glancing in the mirror.

"What?!"

"What's your address?"

"1284 Westbeach lane." Camila said, after hesitating a little.

"Awesome." Lauren entered it into her GPS, and held her phone up to her ear, to make it look like she was talking to someone who was on the phone, not behind her. "Now, are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm fine. It's always been my life's dream to be sent into a mental breakdown."

"What?!" Lauren screeched as she turned around.

"GET THE WHEEL, OH MY GOD."
Lauren quickly turned around and grabbed it, narrowly missing another car. "Hey, look, we're here." Camila sighed, as she got out of the car, before Lauren grabbed her wrist. "Wait, what's the story we're telling your mom? Like, why are you with me?"
"Oh, shoot.. Um, I went to Starbucks on my way home from Dinah's, and I saw you there and invited you over."

Lauren furrowed her brow, but accepted it, and allowed herself to be dragged inside by the brown-eyed object of her fascination. "I'm home!" Camila called out as she entered the house.

Lauren's POV:

Her house was exactly like she expected it to be.. For whatever reason, it suited Camila perfectly. She glanced around, and noticed some toys in the living room. Hadn't Camila mentioned something about having a little sister? "Mila!" Yep, definitely had a little sister. She noticed a little girl run up to Camila, and the other girl caught her. "Hi, baby girl." The long-haired girl lifted her and turned towards Lauren. "Sofi, this is my friend Lauren. Lo, this is Sofia."

"Hi, Sofia." Lauren smiled sweetly.

"You're.... real." Sofia said with bulging eyes. "Mila says she's gonna marry you. She spends a lot of time looking at pictures and videos of you. And whenever you're on TV she cries. She says you're perfect, and once I ca-" Camila clamped a hand over Sofia's mouth. "That's enough, Sofi, go play with your toys."

She let Sofia down, and she scampered away. When Camila turned around and looked up, only to meet a smirk and lifted eyebrow from Lauren. She was really fucking cute. ...And really obsessed. Camila lifted a finger to Lauren's mouth, and continued. "Don't say anything. Come upstairs."
Lauren allowed herself to be guided by the other brunette up the stairs, down the hallway, and into her room.

It was so... Camila. The furniture was white-washed, and the walls were mint green, but they were covered with pictures and posters and twinkly lights. It was disheveled, and there were clothes on her dresser, and her desk was unorganized, but her bed was made and it was homey.

As she sat on the bed, she watched as Camila hurriedly tried to clean up. "Camz. Chill. I've seen you naked."

Camila turned around and blushed, and Lauren smiled, because she was so adorable. "Come here."

Camila's POV:

Feeling slight butterflies, Camila walked over to Lauren, who lightly grasped her lower back and pulled her onto her lap, so she was straddling her hips. "Hey." Camila giggled, resting her hands on the back of the green-eyed girl's neck and pressing her forehead against her's. "Hey back." Finally being the one to initiate things, Camila leaned in and started a sweet kiss that quick turned feverish and needy, quickly.

Lauren's hands teased her waist, slipping underneath, and Camila knew she was so close to ripping it off- and she was so looking forward to it. She pulled her closer and rolled her hips into her's, pulling a soft whimper out of Lauren, in the process.

"Whoa, what the hell?"

Camila whipped around, and saw the only Dinah Jane Hansen standing in the doorway.

"...Hey, Dinah."