Camren One Shots

Dont Blame Me For Falling (I Was Just A Little Girl)

The OG Author: spaghett_io on ao3

Summary:

On a cool night in July of '86, childhood best friends Camila and Lauren figure some things out about themselves.

Notes:

• Alternate Universe - 1980s

• Childhood Friends

• First Kiss

• First Time

• Cuddling

• Lauren Jauregui wears glasses

• Feelings Realization

• Non-Famous Camila Cabello

• Non-Famous Lauren Jauregui

• Teenagers

• They are 16 and 17 in this

• Nerdy Camila Cabello

• Slushies

• Song: To Be So Lonely (Harry Styles)

• Morning After

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Work Text:

Camila and I had fallen into a pattern of hanging out regularly. When she was set free from her mother's lovingly tight grasp on her, she would show up at my window. She always threw rocks and sticks at it since she was too scared to climb the gutter or knock on the front door.

I always answered, sometimes even anticipating her arrival.

She always had a dimply smile on her face, the glow of the noon sun beating down on her and the sweat droplets that clung to her forehead from the bike ride here as she spoke, "Can we hang out?"

Sometimes I would run downstairs and sneak her in through the back door since, again, she was too scared to climb up the rain gutter. Other times I would climb down and meet her in my back yard and we would grab our bikes and ride around town until we got tired and had to stop.

We would sometimes hole up in the air-conditioned Public Library and share a small bean bag in the back of the building, our shoulders pressed against each other's, our knees clacking with every small movement we made. Mellow sorries and red cheeks as I read aloud a poem from one of the books I snagged from the historical section.

Sometimes we would sit underneath the kissing bridge and laugh and giggle as we saw hookups run away from each other, mimic the wet slapping of lips from above us, and sometimes sit there and talk until the sun set and, somehow Dinah and Normani found us and dragged us to their houses where on the way- Camila would complain about making a bad impression on Dinah's family because she was muddy from our events of the day.

We had spent every day since summer started with each other, besides the three days Camila was grounded from being with me after getting poison ivy. We both just stayed in for those 3 days, the closest act of rebellion up our sleeve being sneaking our landlines up to our rooms and watching movies together from different sides of the neighborhood. Then falling asleep and getting the phones taken from us once again.

Today, however, we were lying on the roof of a CVS pharmacy, overlooking our neighborhood's cemetery in its evening glory, every single one of the headstones shadowed by the setting sun's tail.

Camila sighed from beside me, "I still can't believe you managed to drag me up here." She said, still staring away from me at the sunset as she spoke. A twist of orange, purple, and pink lay ahead of us in the sky, and I assumed Camila was too focused on counting the seconds til it faded into complete darkness to take notice of my red cheeks.