MY LITTLE ARTIST

TWENT THREE

Lauren

My eyes lifted every time a new member of the class walked in. Camila didn't reply to my text last night and admittedly I was slightly worried about her well-being. I knew it would be fine as soon as I saw her face in class, but when she didn't show up after a good twenty minutes, I quickly began to worry

I glanced up at Nova now silently sketching into her paper, Olivia too who had walked in to see Camila's empty spot with a smirk. Something wasn't right and I almost couldn't wait to find out the reason "Nova, could you come here for a second baby?" I asked sweetly, knowing that if anyone would have heard from Camila, it would have been her

"Yes?" she questioned anxiously as she walked towards my desk "Is everything ok?" I nodded back "I just wanted to know if you've heard from Camila? She said she was going out last night and didn't reply to my text" I began in the lowest whisper I could manage "Now she's not here, I just want to know if she's ok"

Nova smiled with a relieved nod that instantly soothed me "I stayed over last night, she got home at like 2am but I was too tired to talk to her" she laughed "I tried to wake her up for school this morning but she just threw a pillow at my head and went back to sleep"

I sank back into my desk chair with a matching smile "That's fine, just wanted to check" Nova giggled on her way back to her seat "Just hungover!" Knowing that Camila was ok was enough for me to continue the class comfortably. Thankfully everyone was on best behaviour and I could finish work early to head back home

Booty Call - It was alright🫤

My eyes widened as I sank back into my couch with a snack, the twelve hour late text filling my stomach with immediate butterflies

Me - Oh hi stranger, I thought you'd died 👌🏽

Booty Call - Feels accurate 🙃

I laughed back to myself at the girl's clearly brutal hangover. Still, I kind of hoped she wouldn't cancel on tonight as after not seeing her since yesterday, my body ached for her presence

Me - What time are you finally gracing me with your presence, booty call?

Booty Call - Like an hour? Hungry though so.. do what you will with that information 🍔

I smiled once again at the confirmation of her visit. Having her back in my home and on my couch a fantasy I'd had for hours. I made sure to jump in the shower and ready myself for her arrival, ordering food and putting on a movie the last thing to do before her loud knock on the door

I walked quickly towards the handle and pulled it open to see her sarcastically smirking back at me, the small walk inside like a breath of fresh air I'd been waiting for all day long "Hey stranger" I mocked, opening my arm for her to walk further inside

"Stranger?" She laughed, kicking her heels off beside the door before walking closer towards me with a weak smile "Strangers don't invite other strangers over to spoon!"

I cocked my brow and grabbed for her waist with one hand, our bodies now connected in the most entrancing way possible. Just the sensation of her bare thighs against my own left scars of thrill seeping into my skin "Well I'd still spoon you if you were a stranger, you're too pretty not to!"

Her laugh vibrated against my chest as she swung her arms around the tops of my shoulders "The combination of you leaving your door unlocked and happily inviting strangers over to spoon is concerning"

"Don't worry Camila" I chuckled back "You're the only person I have ever spooned and for the moment, will ever spoon" the glitter in her eyes didn't go unnoticed although a little anxious, I found myself over talking a lot recently, saying and admitting things I'd usually keep to myself