Halfway Gone (Camren)

Chapter 17: Elixir For 3

Lauren's POV
"So I had to find out through daily mail on Snapchat that my best friend's girlfriend is Camila-Freaking-Bello?"

I open my apartment door to a chuckling Dinah that completely disregards my near death experience.

"Hello to you too friend" I snicker, not surprised that she let herself into my apartment, pushing past me playfully.

"You ass, why didn't you tell me?" she pointed at me, breaking out a smile after.

"I was going to, but I was too busy trying to not DIE-" I can't help but let my defensive side creep in.

"Bitch-" Dinah was cut off as she saw Camila stride in, wearing my hoodie. I instantly looked in her direction, giving her the heads up on what's about to come.

She gave me wide eyes as Dinah ran up to her, giving her the biggest hug while slightly suffocating her, "CAMILA!! IT'S SO GOOD TO MEET YOU"

"You...too-" Camz was short on oxygen at this point.

"Dinah let go of her, you're killing her." I laugh while aggressively tapping Dinah's back.

"Lauren stop abusing me, I'm trying to make a good impression in front of you're new girlfriend." She said directly in front of Camila, who chuckled at her comment.

"So are you...Lauren's good friend?" Camila shyly speaks to Dinah.

Dinah points between us, "This girl and I have been ride or dies since we were kids. We used to go to high school together in LA, and after that we both lived out of that ratchet ass car, remember that Loz?"

I nod, looking down as it wasn't the best time in my life. But I was grateful as those hard times moulded me into the person I am today.

"Yeah, those car days weren't so fun Dinah, we were starving half the time but I wouldn't of made it out if it weren't for you." I held onto Dinah's shoulder.

"Same goes Loz" She gives me a cuddle.

Dinah pulls from our hug, "Us 3 should go for a drink, we have so much to catch up on."

Camila looks at me in reassurance, and I wink back, "Sounds good D, where should we go?", Camila speaks up, "Let's go to Roger's!"

We all nod and make our way. Pulling up to a rustic pub gives us all the right intentions to let loose and give our liver's a challenge for the night. We could hear the banging music from the street.

The pub was littered in 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit' paraphernalia, with neon sculptures and artworks of Jessica Rabbit with hints of greenery that made the illusion that leaves were under the pub walls. The drinks and food choices that were in feature of the famous movie too.

The bartender attended to the 3 of us, and I gave him our orders.

"We'll take one Yosemite Blast, one Betty Boop Elixir, and one Jessica Jizz please."

"No worries ladies, won't be too long."

We chatted about the quirkiness of the pub as we waited for our drinks. It was unlike any pub, and I think it became my new favourite place.