[This is a kind of a fluffy chapter. It was 2am when I wrote it so it may suck. I hope you like it though!]
Lauren's POV
"So how is Mila?" Harry asked, taking a bite of the chocolate muffin we ordered.
"Why are you asking me? Ask her yourself."
"Chill." He said chewing the food. "Did you forget I know about you two?"
I groaned. "How did you find out, anyway?"
"It was pretty obvious after your jealousy attack at the cafeteria."
"But..."
"Oh and Chase told me he saw Camila on your lap and etc..."
"What?!" I shouted and everyone in the coffee shop gave me a stern look. "Chase knows?" I asked in a lower voice. Fuck.
"No. He is too dumb to put things together. And Vero was too busy looking at the football team dudes."
"Good." I said relieved.
"But what if he does know?" He asked cocking an eyebrow.
I took a sip of my capuccino, trying to calm down. Me and Camila weren't talking for two days now, that was a big fight, but still, I don't want Camila to go home earlier. And if Chase gets to know about us... we are screwed.
I was still wondering who told Camila about me and him. Chase was the suspect number one in my head. He had reasons. He likes Camila. I noticed that already, but he didn't even know about me and Camz. Harry crossed my mind too, because after all, it was with him that she was hanging out with before she came home and everything turned upside down. But it seemed unlikely that a guy like Harry would sabotage us. Harry cared about me.
Camila's POV
"Laur, get ready, we are going to the movies tonight." I heard Michael say and knock on a door. Probably Lauren's. In the last three days, me and Lauren spent the most part of our time in our rooms. Trying to avoid each other. I heard the steps coming closer to my room. Oh no, no no no. Don't knock, please don't knock. I don't want an embarrassing family night.
"Mila?" Michael said through the door.
"I"m here!" I replied trying to put my room in order in case he decided to open the door.
"Up for a nice movie tonight?" He sounded so excited and I was a bad liar after all so...
"Sure thing!" I said pushing a pile of dirty clothes on the closet.
"Be ready at 8!" I looked at my phone and it was 7pm.
"Okay!" I yelled so he could hear as I ran to the bathroom. I took a shower and then dried my hair. I put white skinny pants and a loose blue bottom-up shirt. I looked at the mirror. Something is missing. I put my make up on. Something else is missing. I added a bow on my head. Something is still missing. I looked at my hands. They're cold. They weren't soft and warm like before when Lauren used to hold it.
My whole body seems to miss Lauren. Lauren is the one thing missing.
Lauren's POV
I thought things couldn't get any more awkward than the car drive, sitting on the back seats with Camila, craving for her touch, but then, when we entered the theater, my parents said they wanted to sit by themselves since it was a romantic movie. Of course it had to be a romantic movie. Fuck. Me and Camila had to go up the stairs and take the last seats. She sat by my side and there was an awkward silence while the movie didn't start.
"Popcorn?" I asked, handing her the popcorn.
"No, thanks." She said pushing the popcorn back to my lap. She didn't even look at me. I sighed quietly. Are we really over?
Twenty minutes after the movie started, I looked down at the arm support and there was her hand. Her palm up as if it was waiting me to interlace our fingers together. I looked at her but I'm sure the didn't noticed. Her perfect jawline, I miss softly kissing it. Her warm brown eyes, I miss looking straight at it. Her soft and plump lips... I miss the feeling I had when I touched them. There was a big explosion in the movie that made me break my staring and get back to reality.
Halfway the movie, a music started in the background of the movie. Oh no, not this one. Wake me up by Ed Sheeran was playing. I saw Camila shrug by the corner of my eyes. It was our song. I saw her bit her bottom lip and close her eyes shut, trying to keep herself calm. I looked down and her hand was still there. I felt my eyes get watery. I didn't want to lose Camila. I didn't want to fight with her anymore. I want to be the person she needs, the person she always dreamed about, the one she trusts for everything. I want to be the person to makes breakfast for her while she is still in bed, one person that she will smile when she thinks about. I want to be the girl she likes to cuddle, hug, kiss and make love. I want to be the one she will never ever want to let go.
I was so vunerable. As if feeling it, my hand went to where it felt safer. Next to Camila's. I slowly led my hand to the left and then up, now it was just one hair strand away of touching Camila's. Let go, Lauren. I lay my hand on hers. The warmness. I looked at Camila, waiting her to snap my hand away but she never did. She interlaced our fingers and my heart seemed to fly. She opened her eyes and looked deeply through mine. Every little thing we did, every little talk we had and every single intimate moment in the last weeks ran through my mind. We were opening ourselves. We wanted to be the one and only to each other.
"Camila, I..." I whispered leaning in, my face was now inches away of hers. I could feel her breathing mix with mine. Our lips brushed and then I finally pressed my lips on hers, carefully. She looked so fragile and so did I. She moved her lips and wrapped my bottom one with her mouth. The feeling. The butterflies flying in me, making my cheeks blush and my heart pump harder. I pulled away, our faces still very close. "Camila, I think..."
I felt her breathing becoming heavy and unsteady.
"I don't think I can live without you."
A/N: I know things are kind of confusing but don't stop reading yet, okay? Everything will be explained in the next two chapters and Camren will be back just fine :)
