Only Human Touch

Chapter 6: Stay still

Lauren's POV
It's been a week since I started my new job at the theater, a week since our sleepover at Ally's house, a week since we said our goodbyes to Dinah, Normani and Ally, and a week since Camila and I have been with each other.

Camila had gotten a job babysitting and dog sitting for the summer and with my job starting we haven't been able to see each other. Normally, in school Camila and I could go the weekend, the most without seeing each other or hanging out. So going a week with just text messages was different and it made me wonder a lot.

I sat at the lonely ticket booth waiting for people to come in. It's been an hour since we've opened the doors, today we're showing a few older movies like Pulp Fiction, Fight Club and The Green Mile, later in the afternoon Mr. Webster is supposed to check on the store and change out the films on the projector upstairs before loading up the new films for the afternoon and night.

I stared in the front door window in my thoughts. I wondered what Camila was doing, how was her time babysitting and taking care of dogs. Since Allys' sleepover my mind has been fixated on Camila.

I missed her touch, her smell, her taste. My dick ached for her. This wasn't normal for me to think about. Ever since we started having a physical relationship I craved more of her. I even started watching porn, with my door locked. It was more as if I was studying what the people did in the videos. The movements that would make the girls twitch and moan.

I took my phone out of my pocket and called her. Hoping my timing wasn't bothering her during her job. Within a few seconds she answered.

"What's up Jauregui?" Her voice sounded calm and excited.

"Are you working?" I asked, my eyes looked around at an empty theater.

"Yeah, I just put a kid down for his nap. I should be leaving in about half an hour, why?" She asked

"Could I pick you up and bring you back to my house?" I asked to check the digital clock in the ticket booth I was in. I should be clocking out in a few minutes to close the building. It was a pretty slow day and honestly was pretty disappointing. However it was the middle of the week.

I heard Camila giggle through the phone before responding. "And do what?" Her tone was playful as if she knew what I was asking for.

"Maybe I'll finish what I started a week ago." I confidently spoke in a lower tone, saying it out loud made me feel like an inexperienced loser that watches porn for educational purposes instead of what porn was made for.

When I heard Camila softly gasp instead of hearing her giggle I felt my confidence boost. Being outside of my comfort zone and playing this confident person to Camila made her physically react. It made me wonder what else I can do or say to get that same reaction out of her.

She groaned before speaking, "Ben woke up, I have to go, Lauren. But I'll text you the address." Camila quickly said before hanging up. I smiled before hanging up.

I cursed in my head for waiting a week to plan and hang out with Camila.

Mr. Webster walked through the front doors and gave me a big smile. He was younger than most professors, his light brown hair was shaggy and matched perfectly with his goatee. He wore clear glasses that always slid down when he talked too much.

"Ms. Jauregui. How is everything?" He asked jingling the keys to lock up the building.

I smiled, grabbed my car keys and left the booth.

"Everything is good, a bit slow today but I'm sure this weekend will be better." I said confidently. He nodded and he walked me outside the building after I turned off the lights.