Lauren's POV
"Oh."
"Oh." I repeated her.
"Did I scared you?" She said biting her bottom lip, where my lips were just a few seconds ago.
Wait, didn't she realize that we almost kissed? Maybe she doesn't mind it. Maybe she's pretending it never happened. Maybe she just thought it was okay because, well, we just brushed our lips. I've done worse with other girls.
"Yeah, you scared me a little." I said and she giggled. The Miami breeze making her hair dance next to my face. The strawberry scent again.
"I'm sorry, babe. I'm clueless sometimes."
"No problem, babe."
"Wait. Gosh. I shouldn't have said babe, should I? I mean, I'm American and I used to know English perfectly but then we moved to Brazil and I think I lost practice and now I said babe and you probably think I'm hitting on you or something like that, which would be weird because we're girls and -"
"Damn, Cabello! Chill!" I said even though I thought she looked cute rambling. I guess she actually was nervous.
"Oh my god." She said breathing and blushing.
"Okay so... wait, you're American?!"
"Yes and also my name isn't Cabello."
"Huh?!"
"My name is Camila. Cabello is my last name..."
"Camila?"
"CamEEla." She corrected me.
"Oh my god. My parents will be so embarrassed." I said and laughed already thinking on how they would react. "Here. I bought you this but I guess it was stupid of me. Your English is perfect." I said giving her the book wrapped on the Library's yellow bag.
Camila definitely sounded better than Cabello. Camila was warm. Camila. It was a cute name. It matched her.
Okay, a little help here. How am I supposed to take those plump and beautiful lips out of my mind?
Camila's POV
Lauren happened to be an awesome person. After we told her parents that my name is actually Camila and that Rotary probably messed up some papers they got so embarrassed and it was so cute. I was like "don't worry, it's fine!" while Lauren was just "hahaha".
When Lauren showed me my room my heart just melted. There were Demi Lovato's posters on the wall next to my bed.
"Do you like her music? I wasn't sure but those were the only posters I had so I figured..." Lauren said when she noticed me looking at the poster.
I wrapped my arms around her neck, hugging her really tight, not letting her finish what she was saying. I'm a really touchy person, she better get used to it.
"I loved it. I love Demi so much. I'm obsessed with her since I was... exiting the womb." I said pushing away. Lauren laughed and oh my god her laugh is adorable. It's a laugh that totally contradicts her appearance. If you're on the street and you see a girl like Lauren, you would immediately feel intimidated. She's tall, she has long dark hair and finally, her eyes may get you pregnant. Wait, pregnant? Calm down, Camila, your lesbian is showing. Anyways, you would feel intimidated but I'm pretty sure that behind that good looking girl there's a sweet and caring one.
Lauren's POV
I rolled on my bed for the millionth time. Get the fuck out of my mind, Camila. I groaned and smashed my face on the pillow. I just moved when air became necessary. I pulled my blanket and held it against my chest. I can't believe this is happening. I'm actually having a massive crush on someone. Well, don't blame me. This bitch must be a witch. My stomach fills with dancing butterflies when she talks or even look at me in the eyes. Never happened to me before and I'm praying that this isn't what I think it is. I fucking met her two days ago.
Camila.
Butterflies, get out of my stomach, please. I asked the butterflies. I'm seriously talking to imaginary butterflies.
I looked at the clock and it was 2am. I give up on sleeping.
I got up, wrapped myself in my beloved blanket and left my room. I don't care if I look like a fucking penguin, I just want to be warm. I was heading to the stairs but I stopped when I heard a soft humming coming from Camila's room. I guess I'm not the only one who can't sleep. I knocked lightly on her door so my parents wouldn't listen from their room. It's okay to knock on your crush's bedroom door, right? The humming stopped suddenly. Sucks, because I was really enjoying it.
The door opened and there was her. Her hair was wrapped in a loose ponytail and it just looks so soft and shiny. She was wearing long sleeves pizza pajamas. Seriously, pajamas with drawings of pizza all over it. I couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked.
"Lauren? Gosh, did I wake you up?" She asked concernedly, not even bothering to mock at how bad I looked.
"No, I just couldn't get any sleep so I was going downstairs and I heard you."
"Oh my god." She said blushing and looking down. Her hand still holding the door.
"Well, I thought it was cute." I smiled and she giggled. We stared at each other for a while and when it started to get weird she coughed and woke me up.
"So, having problem to sleep too?"
"Yup." She said biting her bottom lip. She needs to stop doing this.
Say it, Lauren. Invite her. Time to know if she has a crush on you, too.
"Wanna watch a movie?" I asked with a big smile on my face but I actually wasn't breathing waiting for her answer.
A/N: I don't know about you but I find it so funny you guys saying "please poop". I just... - poop
