The next day I went back to where x factor was taped. Everybody was required to be there. When I got there I was sitting down on the same couch I sat on that first day. I was one of the first ones there and I was expecting Camila to walk in any minute. Knowing that she said she likes getting to places a little early. As I thought about her she walked through the big double doors on the other side of the room. I found myself admiring how her little frame had the strength to push open the big doors. They had to weigh twice as much as she did. She saw me from across the room and waved. I smiled and made room for her to come and sit by me. As she sat down her skirt she was wearing flew up because of the air conditioner that was right in front of the couch on the ground. I couldn't help but look as her skirt flew up and my instinct was to grab her skirt and hold it down as she sat down. I didn't want her to be embarrassed. She sat down and thanked me for helping her out there. I laughed and said 'no problem, but you did just give me a pretty good view of your ass ya know' I really wasn't joking but I said it in a way that would hopefully make camila believe that I was joking. I could tell she was embarrassed because she realized that she did pretty much flash me. Considering that she was wearing a thong. She said 'yeahhhh im sorry, but you know you liked it!' She laughed and nudged me with her elbow. I nudged her back and playfully said 'oh yeah definitely'. I didn't want her to know that I actually really did like it. I don't think I had fully processed yet that I just saw camila's bare ass with my own eyes. And damn was it hot. It was so so soooo hot. Her ass is the most sexy thing I've ever seen. I didn't want her to decipher what I was thinking so I tried to make her feel better by saying 'nobody saw it except me, so don't worry' and she smiled and said 'good'. As the day went on I kept thinking about what had happened that morning. With camila's skirt. And besides the fact that I saw her ass I couldn't stop thinking about something in particular that she said. That she had told me 'good' when I told her that nobody had seen her ass and her skirt fly up except me. She said good. She said that it was good that nobody saw it except me. I can't stop wondering if she meant what she said. If she realized that she said that. She pretty much told me that it was good that I saw her ass. I mean, I think it was good that I saw her ass. I keep replaying the scene of her skirt flying up and me shockingly seeing her ass. I wasn't expecting it but it was amazing. After the day was over I saw camila go into the bathroom and I decided to go in after her. I stood by the sink pretending to look at myself in the mirror and I heard the toilet flush and camila came out of the stall. She looked up and saw me and said 'hey lauren!!' With a big smile on her beautiful adorable face. I looked at her through the mirror and turned around and as I turned around she embraced me with a hug. She leaned all her weight against my body and it pressed me up against the sink. I said 'oh' and laughed and camila said 'HUG ME BACK' in a cute little voice. I then realized that I hadn't been hugging her back and I quickly wrapped my arms around the small part of her back, right above her ass. I kind of moved my hand up and down and rubbed her back in a friendly gesture. She leaned away from me and said 'so what are you gunna do the rest of the day?' I told her probably nothing. She asked if I wanted to come over to her house for a little while and I said yes, of course. As we got to her house she guided me to her room and we both sat down on her bed. She turned on her tv and radio. We talked about all sorts of things. And I don't even remember why I did or how I even got the courage to do this, but I did it. I asked her what her sexuality was. I shocked myself actually, I just kinda blurted it out and immediately wanted to punch myself in the face afterwards for asking. But I sat silently and kind of awkwardly as I waited for her to answer. She looked at me and finally said 'I don't really have one'. I couldn't help but look confused. My face showed what I was thinking. Confusion. Camila must have been able to tell I was confused and just as I was about to ask what she meant she said 'what I mean is that I don't say I prefer boys and I don't say I prefer girls, I just let my heart do what it wants, if I fall in love with a girl then I fall in love with a girl, and if I fall in love with a boy, then I fall in love with a boy. I don't have a preference.' And then she asked me 'what about you?' And honestly I was sort of scared to tell her that I was a lesbian. Even after she just pretty much told me she was. Which by the way, made me so seriously fucking happy that I could probably do a backflip right about now. She said in a quiet sincere voice 'lauren' and put her hand on mine. I looked down at her hand on top of mine and then looked up at her. Her face was actually really close to mine. And when I looked up I looked right into her eyes and just started crying. I couldn't help myself. She moved on the bed to sit right beside me and put her arm around my shoulder and moved my hair away from my face as I cried even harder. She spoke softly to me and said that it was okay to cry. And as I cried she sat there with her arm over my shoulder and her head on my shoulder. When I finally stopped crying she moved to sit back in front of me and she wiped my eyes and pushed my hair back behind my ears. I smiled at her small yet sweet gestures she had given me. I looked up at her and said I was sorry for crying. She told me there was no need to be sorry, that she didn't know what I was crying for, but that it was always okay to cry when you feel like you need to cry. As I settled down again and made a few jokes about my random burst of emotion camila became serious again and she said 'were you crying because I asked you about your sexuality?'. I looked at her and nodded yes. Then I told her that I was lesbian. She didn't freak out or scowl with disgust like I thought she would. Instead she said 'awesome!' And sat straight up and smiled really big. Her eyes squinted and I wanted to kiss her right there. She was just so beautiful, sweet, gorgeous, and just so genuine. I smiled at her and my eyes met with hers. I looked down really fast and smiled at our legs crossed, our knees were touching. She tapped her fingers on my hand and I looked up. She asked me why I cried when she asked me that. I didn't know how to explain why I cried. Instead she answered her own question for me. She said to me 'is it because you're ashamed of who you are?' I winced at the sound of 'ashamed'. I looked out the window that was to the left of the bed we were sitting on and then back at camila. I said 'it's not that I'm ashamed, it's that I'm scared to tell anybody, my whole family is homophobic and they would never accept me if they knew, you're the first person I've ever told'. Camila smiled a weak smile and grabbed my hand. She told me that I shouldn't be ashamed or disappointed in who I am. That if they really love me then they will love me for who I am and they will accept me. She told me she was proud of me for telling her. I smiled at her and looked out the window again, and I realized that it was getting dark. I stood up from the bed and told her that I should probably get going. She stood up and walked with me towards her bedroom door. As I was about to open the door she put her hand on mine and moved it away from the doorknob. I looked up at her kind of confused and she looked at me and said 'ya know, from the very first day I met you I knew there was something special about you. You're not like any other girl I've ever met. You caught my eye from the very beginning and now that we've known each other for a couple of months, I just wanted to tell you that you're really cool.' My heart was beating so so so fast, I thought that she was going to tell me that she liked me, but she just said I was 'cool'. Se smiled at me and I told her that I could let myself out. I opened the door to her room, said bye and thanks for having me over and for just everything she helped me with that day, and closed the bedroom door. I stood outside of it for at least 5 minutes contemplating whether I should go back in and tell her how I feel. I was just about to go back in when she opened the door. She obviously must have thought I was gone because she was in her bra and underwear. I guess she was about to go take a shower. She squealed not realizing who I was at first because it was dark in the hallway. She backed up into her room more and said 'lauren I thought you were gone!' I blushed, my eyes roaming her partially naked body. It was so nice. I couldn't refrain from checking her out. And she saw me doing it, too. She blushed, and then I blushed even harder. I walked into her room and shut the door behind me. I felt that if I didn't tell her this now I'd never summon up the courage to do it, so I took a deep breath and leaned against the wall and told her everything. About how I felt after I saw her that first day in the bathroom and how I couldn't stop thinking about her. How she was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. I told her how perfect I thought she was and how much I loved her personality and most importantly how I have fallen in love with her. That from the day I laid my eyes on her she was all I could think about. When I got done telling her everything she stood there with a shocked look on her face. I for sure thought I had just ruined everything. That she was going to tell me to leave and we were never going to talk again. But instead she moved over to where I was leaning against the wall and and leaned against the wall, facing me. She was so close to me, her face was probably 2 inches away from mine. And she simply said 'I'm so glad you feel that way because you're mine'. I was looking down the whole time because I just knew she was gunna tell me she didn't feel the same way. But when she said that I looked up and our eyes locked. A smirk plastered onto her perfect lips and I found myself staring at them. I looked back up at her and she said 'you heard me, you're mine' and leaned in and kissed me. Those lips I've always thought about and admired were now pressed against mine. I finally realized that I should probably kiss her back. I grabbed her around her waist and pulled her body onto mine. It felt so nice considering that she she was in her bra and underwear. My hands roamed her bare back and up to her bra, so tempted to undo it, but I knew I couldn't, not yet, so I moved them back down to sit on her butt. She leaned against me and kissed me, slowly moving her soft tongue in and out of my mouth. I gently pulled back putting my hands on both sides of her waist. She breathed in and out heavily, her chest heaving. She put her hands on my chest, just above my boobs and looked at me right in the eyes. Then she smiled and said 'you don't know how long I've wanted to do that, I'm was SO happy when you told me you were gay, because I've had the biggest crush on you since I met you, you're so beautiful.' I was in shock at everything that just happened. I couldn't believe that SHE had kissed ME. And she called me beautiful. I had dreamed about this very moment since she day I laid eyes on camila almost 5 months ago in that bathroom.
