Camren One Shots

Songbird: Part 1 of Songs Through The Years

The OG author: BlindLesbianLexie on ao3

Summary:

Camila has a very special song to sing. The result might be surprising.

Notes:

• Lots of fluff

Hope you enjoy ;)

Work Text:

I sigh as I lean back, forgetting I'm seated on a piano bench. I almost topple over backward before grabbing onto the bench and righting myself again. God, this stupid song is getting to me! Why is something that's usually so easy for me so fucking hard? Oh, I can answer that! It's because while music is important to me, it's never come from somewhere so deep, and it's never mattered so much what the outcome after I sing it will be.

It all started with my best friend and partner in shenanigans, the ineffable, the incomparable, and the all too persuasive Dinah Jane. She's known about my little problem for about a month now, and she's been trying to get me to do something about it for almost as long. Finally, I gave in, since I knew in my heart of hearts that if I did nothing about it, it would be one of the greatest what-ifs or regrets of my life.

See, I, Camila Cabello, the seemingly perfect, goody two shoes, straight girl am actually super gay. I've known since I was 15, but as my queer friends will undoubtedly agree, comp-het is a real bitch. It's the pat of least distance, and I've never been good at resisting. I don't take risks, or at least I didn't, but she's worth it.

Who is she, you might be wondering? Well, you might say I'm freaky, but I'll tell you. It's Lauren Jauregui. You know, wicked, scary, morbid, beautiful, witty, smart Lauren with her long hair and her gorgeous self? Yeah, her. I really am fucked, aren't I? Yep! Well, I might as well go down fighting. If she hates the song, my life is over. Oh pressure! I get back to work.

It takes me a week to write this song, along with ninety percent of my sleep going down the drain. It's worth it, hopefully. It's time for me to go on. The stage is well lit, the crowd is excited. I hope I won't fail completely!

I look to the front row and-oh my God, she's right there! The girl I've been crushing on but so much more than that for the past two years! I'm going to faint! I can't do this.
Suddenly, I feel a bracing hand on my shoulder.

"You got this, Walz," Dinah says softly as she hands me the mic. I inhale.

The music is soft and sweet and slow. My hands sweat on the mic.

"What would I do without your smart mouth,"
"Drawing me in and you kicking me out,"
"Got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down."

"What's going on in that beautiful mind?"
"I'm on your magical mystery ride."

"And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be all right."

"My head's underwater, but I'm breathing fine."
"You're crazy and I'm out of my mind."

"Cause all of me, loves all of you."
"Love your curves and all your edges,"
"All your perfect imperfections."

"Give your all to me,"
"I'll give my all to you."

"You're my end and my beginning,"
"Even when I lose I'm winning."

"Cause I give you all of me."
"And you give me all of you, oh."

My voice soars as I hit the second verse. My heart is flying, my nervousness almost forgotten. This is just another performance on the Hollywood Arts stage, my home away from home, the place I met Lauren...