Catching You

Chapter 6

Lauren's POV:

I was partying with Emily all night. I got totally wasted and made out with Emily pretty much the entire time. Oh shit wait...fuck... Camila. I just won't tell her. I stir in bed a little and eventually open my eyes. This is not my room or Camila's room. Where am I? I turn over in the sheets to see Emily. Fuck. Fuck Fuck! Holy shit! Oh my god what did I do last night? Shit! Fuck! Ugh. I roll over and try to get out of the bed with out waking Emily up. Of course I failed.

"Hey," she says turning over to look at me.

"Hi," I says pulling on my underwear and shorts.

"Leaving so soon?" she asks rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah," I say.

"Aw... too bad. Last night was really fun," she says sighing.

"Last night?" I ask already knowing the answer but just wanting to clarify.

"Yeah. You don't remember? You and me... last night... after we left the club... you really don't remember?" I shake my head "well thats to bad."

"Yeah," I say "um I should go."

"Oh, ok," she says her voice full of disappointment. "I'll see you later. I said I would hang out with Mila today." I just nod. I put on my top grab my shoes and bra and run out of the house. What the fuck is wrong with me? I cross the street and rush into the Cabello's house. Camz is still on the couch, sleeping. I tiptoe past the living room trying to not wake her up.

"You're home," Camila says.

"Yeah I home," I reply "sorry I didn't mean to wake you."

"Nah, it's ok. Where were you anyways? Your hair is all messed up, same with your mascara and lipstick," she asks looking at me "where is Emily? She said that she would bring you home and take you to your bed that's why I slept here just incase you needed help."

"Oh trust me she did take me to bed," I say under my breath.

"What?" Camila asks. Shit. She heard me. "What do you mean she took you to bed? Is that where you were last night? In Emily's bed?"

"Um n-no," I lie.

"Yes you were. You were in Emily's bed. You fucking slept with Emily last night didn't you? You fucking did." Camila asks getting up. I stay silent. "I can't believe you," she says storming up the stairs. "And I can't even be mad 'cause we are not together." She slams her door. About two minutes later Dinah comes bursting through the front door.

"I'm gonna give a polly beat down! you hear me? I was gonna save it for Bard and his bitches but I think I'll just have to give it to you! What the fuck Laur? What were you thinking?" Dinah yells.

"I wasn't," I say.

"Hell yeah you weren't!"

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me! Apologize to Mila!"

"She won't talk to me!"

"I don't blame her! I don't even know why I'm talking to you right now!"

"Because you love me," I say smiling shyly.

"Yeah I love to death but you fucking hurt Mila and Mila is more important than you...sorry."

"No I totally understand."

"You better!"

"I really fucking messed up, Dinah."

"I know. You reallyreally fucking messed up."

"How am I supposed to be with Camz then? She doesn't trust me now!"

"Who would?... sorry...again."

"No I get that too. I am telling myself the same thing internally."

"You better be girl."

"I just don't know what to do now!"

"Talk to her man! Tell her. Tell what happened... be honest."

"I'm trying but she won't listen! How do I get her to listen?"

"I don't know."

"Thanks DJ. You're a great help."

"I know," Dinah says flipping her hair. "But seriously just give her some time and then talk to her, ok?" I nod and Dinah walks up the stairs and into Camila's bedroom. I just sit around the house all day, doing nothing... Until there's a knock on the door. I get up reluctantly and drag myself to the front door.

"Hey!" Brad exclaims. Shit. What is he doing here? He was just here yesterday. "What's up babe? Anyone home?... No one! Good! So how about you and me and...Lola hang out?" he says walking into the house Lola following him "I left the others at home. I thought it would be nice for the three of us to have fun together."

"Um no thank you," I say trying to push them out of the door "bye."

"Um no. We are staying," he says grabbing my arm and pulling me to the living room. He pushes me down on the couch "where is Cam?"

"Don't call her that," I say trying to get up but Lola comes over and pushes me back down on the couch.

"Why don't you go bother someone else?" I ask trying to push Lola off of me. She is now straddling me "get off."

"No. I know you don't want me too," Lola says kissing my neck.

"Get out!"

"Nope. Sorry no can do," brad says sitting done in an armchair.

"Please."

"Lauren Jauregui begs now? That's new," Brad says looking at me.

"I'm begging you to get out not to... do this!" I gesture to Lola and Brad.

"Babe when was the last time we... hung out just the three of us?" He asks crossing his legs.

"I don't care when the last time was! Just get off of me! Why are you and your friends so twisted?" I push Lola's chest but she won't budge.

"We aren't twisted we are just... different," he says while Lola just keeps kissing my neck.

"Can you please just get off and get out?"

"I said no! Since when are you so disobedient?" He asks "and if you want us gone so badly why don't you just yell fir help?" how come I didn't think of that? Dinah and Camz are just upstairs.

"Get-" my screams are muffled by Lola's lips.

"Imma get us some drinks. I'll be right beck," Dina's voice says form the top of the stairs.

"You didn't tell us you had company, Jauregui," Brad says locking eyes with me.

"Oh hell no! I know you are not trying to force yourself on Lauren!" Dinah yells at the top of her lungs standing in the doorway.

"What?" Camz yells from upstairs.

"Oh hello, Diana," Brad says.

"It's Dinah, you fuck face," she growls.

"Oh yeah. Really? That's great! I don't care," Brad says as Lola continues to kiss me. Camila appears in the doorway.

"Get off her!" Camila yells. Lola looks up at her smirking her lips swollen. "Is said get off!" she yells even louder ripping Lola off of me. "Get out!" she says pushing Lola towards the door. Dinah was already pounding Brad's face in.
"Oh you have no idea how long I've been waiting to give you a Polly beat down," she says lifting him up and smashing him up against the wall.
"Dinah, stop," Camila says grabbing Dinah and pulling her off of Brad. She takes Brad by the ear and practically throws him out of the front door. She turns and glares and me then walks up the stairs. I need to find a way to talk to her and fast.