Dance For Me

Chapter 24

A few days had passed since Lauren and Camila shared their vivid fantasies, side glances and subtle stares more than a common occurrence. With business booming however they had little one on one time to spare, Camila was rehearsing while Lauren spent the majority of her time completing paper work amongst other tedious tasks..

"Miss Girl.. tell me why after three days I still have Leon Rowan emailing me about this fucking campaign?"

Dinah howled as she strut confidently into the woman's office noting the way she glanced up with a furrowed crease in her sharp black groomed brow, each portion of her face reflecting how unamused she was at the notion of more work landing upon her heavy desk

"Maybe because he's incompetent? You know.. can't complete work without his hand being held?"

"Or.. better yet, you forgot to fill out the completed forms.. sound more likely?"

"How does fired sound? I'm busy DJ.."

Lauren huffed back with a shaking head, redirecting her gaze into the desk to regain her writing posture. Dinah only stormed forwards ripping the pen from within her palm to slam down beside her.. the now completed forms sitting over the work she was trying relentlessly to tackle

"I did them for you.. now the campaign has already aired which means the payment will be late but I'm sure you'll manage with the billions sitting in that pretty black purse of yours.."

"Wait.."

Lauren spoke widening her eyes to check the date, instant fear flourishing her mind as she straightened out her back to look up at her personal assistant more than confused with the harsh release of air

"Where is Camila?" She asked coldly

"W- Shes out getting lunch.. like she.. always does? Lauren what's wrong.."

Lauren immediately reached for her phone swiping up quickly to find a number unknown to Dinah before holding it against her ear with a nervous tapping palm against the cold desk.. The tension changing from sarcastic to stern in less than 5 seconds flat

"Lauren-

"Hello, yes.. get me security to the sandwich shack opposite the academy.. Camila Cabello.. perfect thank you!"

She finished slamming the phone down with evil eyes directed up towards her supposed 'never miss a thing' assistant.. the penny dropping instantly as she watched the light green darken..

"Girl I forgot.. I'm sorry!"

"You let a world wide campaign drop in my name with that girl fronting without getting her a fucking security guard? Are you serious Dinah?"

"I was busy picking up your shit LJ? I said I'm sorry.." Dinah defended honestly

"You'll be sorry when she gets stampeded by a group of 15 year old girls while eating her damn lunch! What the hell is wrong with you? Dropping the campaign without telling me?"

Lauren called, she always liked to be in control.. many assumed it to be a power thing when in reality she knew if she wasn't, things would fall apart! And so they did.. across the city Camila sat innocently eating with Sam trying best to regain a portion of their friendship before an army of teenage girls came crashing into the diner with a blinding wallow of screams that sent her back into the plush red chairs with an agonised pelt of raging anxiety

"Sam!"

She yelled as she ran to escape the table, her legs only taking her half way across the floor before she found herself imminently surrounded by girls some taller screaming her pretty name.. her eyes had lost Sam's presence, her stomach twisting and tangling as she held her arms in front of her chest.. the bodies surrounding her getting tighter shoving phones and pens in her face so much so that she almost felt unable to breathe..