Camila's POV
Lauren's attitude was scaring me.
She knocked on the door the door with a full fist for the third time.
"This motherfucker, I swear..." She muttered.
"Lauren... Maybe it wasn't even him." I said lightly grabbing her hand, making it quickly relax from a fist to the soft hand I missed holding.
"Camz, that's what my dad said. And I'm pretty sure he wouldn't lie to me."
"I'm not saying he was lying, Lauren. I mean, all this can be just a big misunderstanding."
She opened her mouth to say something back but we heard steps from inside the house. She pulled her hand away from mine and fisted the door once more. We heard key noises and then the door flew opened.
"Oh... Lauren, Camila, what are you doing here?" Chase asked with his eyebrows furrowed. He was shirtless and his hair looked like a cat's bed. It was the first time I'd seen him without a beanie on. I would have thought about how sexy he looked but I had bigger things in my mind.
"You fucking pig, don't you even start playing innocent!" Lauren said and shoved hard on his chest, walking in his house without permission. I walked right behind her though I didn't think what she was doing was right.
"Look, I don't know what's wrong with you but now it's really not the right time to..."
"No. You shut up and listen to me now." Lauren spat, pointing her finger to his face. "You think you can just send her away because you can't have her? Do you think that if you can't have Camila no one else can?" I shivered when I heard her mention my name. I noticed I was as lost as Chase in this conversation. "You fucking ruined what we had. Do you feel dandy now, you shit head?"
I rubbed my temples in frustration. Was this really what it seemed? Did Chase actually have feelings for me? Well, it actually made sense now. All the looks, all the flirting. But no, it can't be true. I've only known him for a few months but he was obviously not the kind of guy that sticks to one girl only. I let my hands fall on my sides, ready to hear Chase's denials. I was surprised when he just crossed his arms, bit his lip and looked down.
"Chase...? I whispered and he looked at me like a lost puppy. "You told them about Lauren and I?!" I cried
"I.." Please say no, please say no. "I... no. I didn't."
I breathed, relieved. My heart seemed to calm down. Until Lauren went crazy again.
"That doesn't prove a thing! How did you even know about this? About us? Did Harry tell you? Did he tell Liam too? What's wrong with all of you?..."
"Lo, baby, calm do..."
"No, Camila, I'm not calming down." She said, not breaking eye breaking eye contact with a very scared Chase. "You told the agency about us, didn't you? Why can't you just deal with it that Camila was never even interested in you?" Lauren was now shouting.
My heart sank to see Chase, the man, the pimp, the badboy, get teary eyed. I tried to approach them but it was too late. She shoved Chase's chest so hard he fell and she ended up falling on top of him. She was obsessively trying to punch his face but he was just holding her wrists, with a certain difficulty may I add.
"If I really like her why would I even want to send her away?!" Chase shouted with Lauren still sitting on him, trying to slap his face at any cost. I felt a sting of jealousy. After all, they dated a few years ago, and if Lauren was ever on top of him, it wasn't for punching his face, I'm sure.
"Who else would?!!" Lauren yelled and made a bold move on trying to hit his face. He grabbed her forearm and spun them, getting on his knees, so her face was now against the floor. I felt guilty for just watching and I wanted to help her but I knew I would be useless.
"I'm over her already! Believe me!"
"My ass you are. I see how you look at her, you dick!" Lauren said back and blew air from her mouth, trying to move the hair away from her face, since Chase was holding both of her arms.
"Shit of course I still like her, look at her! But I'm not a damn pussy. I know to fucking deal with it." He said, loosening his grip on Lauren's arms as she stopped fighting back. "Lauren, we've been friends for a long time. I would never, ever do something like that to you. To both of you." He said, finally letting go of her and getting up.
She got up right after and rubbed her kind of sore arms, glaring at him. She then fixed her hair and sighed out loud.
"Who then?" She questioned. It was a totally inappropriate time to smile but I couldn't contain myself. I was glad that I wasn't splitting other people's friendships. And I liked Chase. I was glad it wasn't him who told about us.
"Someone who doesn't like her? I don't know who that would be. Harry does. Liam does too."
And then it clicked. I finally got it. It was obvious whose fault it was. How did we missed that?!
"But uhm... can we talk about this later?" He asked cautiously.
"Hell no, we can't. What's keeping you so busy to help us out here?" Lauren asked, her face flustering with rage again. Chase opened his mouth but stopped when we heard a crack on the stairs. All of us turned around to see a half-naked girl, messy hair, wearing Chase's shirt, standing there looking at us. I looked at Lauren and she was agape. I couldn't contain my laughter. We came here with all these problems, all this tension, and Chase was having sex. That was a real Chase thing. He really was getting over me. I grabbed Lauren's hand and pulled her to the exit.
"I uh..." She said.
"We'll call you later, Chase!" I shouted and shut the door when we walked out.
Lauren looked at me with her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth half-opened. I smiled at how cute she looked when she was confused.
"See. He really is getting over me." I said, wrapping my arms around her neck.
"Yeah, but..."
"Shhh." I put my fore finger in front of her lips. "No but's" I said and softly pressed my lips on hers. Lauren needed to relax and I knew exactly how to do that. She started to move her lips in sync with mine. She licked my bottom lip but I pulled away, making her groan.
I giggled. "Come on, I know where to go."
"You do? We have nowhere to go from here. We're stuck!"
"No. I think I know of someone who could have done that. And I think I've known for a while. Just trust me. And oh, promise me you won't do anything stupid." I said, stopping before climbing back inside her car.
"No promises." She murmured and I gave her a stern look. "Okay, okay. But you're gonna have to pay me later." She said with smirk in the corner of her lips. We both climbed in her car and closed the doors. I smiled. So in the middle of the storm, you can actually find a time and place to relax and do what you love. And in my case it was, um... well... to love her. Body and soul.
"Where to?" She asked, starting the car.
"Harry's."
"WHAT?" She screamed, stopping her actions.
"Don't worry. We're just going there to get Liam's address. Or should I say the snitch?"
"Liam? What the fuck?! Why would he...?"
"Just trust me, remember?" I said, cupping her face in my hands. Her muscles relaxed and she smiled.
"Okay." She said like a little baby.
"Come here." I whispered leaning in. The kiss wasn't as soft as the other one we shared a few seconds ago. This one carried anger, frustration, lust, love, caring. Our tongues met instantly and I couldn't contain the moan that slipped out of my mouth. We had been so busy today we didn't even take time to do our thing. To feel her warm and wet tongue sensually dancing with mine took me to another world. Made me forget about my problems. Well, one problem was left. It was called Lauren. But it was a problem that I didn't want to get rid of.
A/N: What's up dudeses, I know there hasn't been a lot of Camren moments lately but it was just so I could figure it out their way out of the drama. The next/last two chapter are going to be better. I promise! I love you, thank you for the feedback <3 - Poop
