Camila's POV
"That is a great movie, what the fuck?!"
"Uhm, no it's not." I replied in an annoying tone. I loved to see Lauren mad. It was just so cute and sexy at the same time.
"The Great Gatsby isn't a great movie?! Are you serious about this?!"
"I don't know." I yawned. "I almost fell asleep back there." I said and tried to stiff my laugher when Lauren stopped on her track. She was fuming. I ignored her and continued walking through the poor lit street, knowing it would only make her more furious. Since that talk at the back of the Starbucks, Lauren and I have been trying to enjoy all the time that was given us. Today we went to the movies, tomorrow we would go to class and then do something different. We wanted to make it last until the last second.
"Well, fuck you, Karla!" She yelled still a few feet back. I laughed at her attempt of making me mad by calling me by my first name. I was having such a great time that not even the hatred I felt for my first name would ruin it. "Can you fucking wait?" I heard her voice more calm now and quick steps behind me.
I faked a gasp. "Don't curse at me, baby!"
"Baby my ass." She groaned, finally walking up to me.
"Aw, is someone mad?" I asked, poking the side of her toned stomach.
"Get your hands off of me!" She snapped my hand away.
"Lo! I was just joking."
"Well, I don't fucking care 'cause I hate you."
Now it was my turn to stop on track. Even if she was just kidding, it made me feel a sharp pain on my heart to hear that coming out of her mouth.
"No you don't..."
She stopped and looked back at me annoyed. "Yes I really do."
"Nooo, you don't hate me!" I whined out loud.
"Gosh, I hate you so much." She scoffed, shoving her hands into her pockets and looking up to the pitch black sky.
"You can't hate me..." I whispered, looking down at my feet. I was just kidding and Lauren is being such an ass. I like her sass, I think it's really sexy but I don't like her like this. It feels really bad to think that her hating me is a possibility. How can I live if...
My thoughts were interrupted by a pair of soft and warm hands grabbing mine. I looked up to see a very entertained Lauren with a smirk on her face. I scoffed and shoved her shoulders, making her take a single step back. "Lauren!"
She laughed out loud so damn beautifully. "I was kidding!"
"Don't you ever do that again." I said blushing because I almost cried due to a joke.
"Take a joke, weirdo!"
Okay, that's enough. I turned my back at her and started to walk to the opposite direction we were previously going. "Camz!" She yelled.
"Go away!" I shouted and quickened my pace.
"Camz!" She shouted again and I didn't bother to reply. I walked faster until I couldn't hear her behind me.
"Only if you come with me..." She whispered on my ear and I jumped because I didn't know she was so close. Lauren wrapped one arm on my waist and moved my hair from my neck with her other hand. I felt her breath on my spine and my breathing got unsteady. When she started to kiss the back of my neck I couldn't help but place my hands over her arm around me. She left soft kisses on my skins, letting her lips linger for a while in each kiss. Her hand that was on my front slowly slid under my shirt. She slowly scratched my stomach and I couldn't avoid to moan. I felt her lips curve into a smirk on my neck. She had gotten what she wanted.
All that arguing followed by all this sexual attitude in the middle of street made me want to rip her clothes off do it right here, right now.
Lauren's POV
When I heard a guttural moan coming out of her mouth I couldn't avoid to smirk. I admit that at first I was worried she would slap me away but I guess she just couldn't resist to my touches.
I grinded on her ass and her hands tightened the grip on my arm. She could barely stand on her feet. I'm so good at this.
"Lauren? Mila?"
Fuck no. Camila quickly unwrapped my arms from her waist and fixed her hair so it would cover her neck that probably had a few hickeys. I took a step back from her took a deep breath before turning around. Harry and Liam were standing a few steps away from us. Liam had a smile on his face but Harry had a blankly look.
"Hey guys." Camila said and but voice cracked. I saw Liam furrowing his eyebrows and remembered he didn't know about us.
"Camila is feeling a little pain on her throat." I said and gave her a meaningful look. She noticed and coughed, then pretended it hurt. "She is not very babbling today." I said looking back at the male couple with a smile.
"Oh unlike Harry! He has been talking for the whole night!" Liam said with enthusiasm. I looked at Harry and he was now terrified.
"The whole night, I see..." I said smirking and Liam blushed but Harry still looked like he had seen a ghost. "You okay?" Liam asked him, gently wrapping his right arm on Harry's left one. Camila let out an "aww" and Harry looked at Liam with a hateful look.
"What the fuck are you doing?" He spat and shoved Liam away. "We are just hanging out. Stop touching me!"
I had never seen Harry act so aggressively. It was so odd and so awful that Camila took a step back and hid behind my back, scared at Harry's behavior. Liam had his hand over his chest, on the spot Harry punched to push him away. His lips were pursed and his eyebrows were furrowed. Even if the street was poor lit I could see Liam's eyes were glossy and nearly shedding a tear.
"Harry!" I hissed. "What the hell?!"
"You all want to turn me gay. Is that it?!" Harry said throwing his hands in the air. "Just because you and Camila are having some lesbian fun It doesn't mean I'm a homo too!" With that Liam shot his eyes at me and Camila. Great. He must be feeling so awesome. Having his boyfriend pretending he isn't gay and finding out his friend (me) never told him she was dating a girl who's actually his friend too. Liam opened his mouth to say something but Harry moved on with his speech. "And Liam... we are damn friends! Just because we kissed at a party it doesn't mean I... It doesn't mean I like you! It didn't mean anything so just deal with it, you... you fag! I don't want you!" When we thought he was done he spoke again. "... I want Camila."
I heard Camila slowly inhale the air and then exhale it behind me as if it she already knew it was going to happen. Something told me wasn't surprise as Liam and I. This is not even messy anymore, this is just really fucked up.
A/N: Hey dudeses I'm sorry I took so long to update. I've been busy with school and all that shit. This is probably the last overturn that Camren will have to deal with and then it will be over. Like, the fic, not Camren. I hope you're enjoying this! Don't forget the feedback. Love u. - Poop
