Meant To Be, Please Don't Go

Chapter 11

Camila's POV

"By doing this." She passionately kissed me.

After Lauren pulled me into the kiss I instantly felt shivers run down my spine and through my body as my heartbeat sped up. Our tongues were wrestling for dominance and hers seemed to be winning. My stomach was doing flips at the moment and I felt like I couldn't hold my self up much longer.

I was in a daze as Lauren ran her soft hands up my arm and to my neck to pull me deeper into the kiss. I groaned into it as she backed me up against the wall.

Even though I would've loved to continue the kiss I slowly pulled away because we had to get ready for our show.

"Are you sure you still don't love me?" Lauren whispered against my lips as we were trying to recover from what just happened. I felt her smirk against my lips as I was still in shock.

"I-" I was interrupted by Ally running up to us, "I've looked everywhere for you two! We have to get ready, the show is soon!"

Me and Lauren shot one last look at each other before catching up to Ally to continue getting ready.

Lauren's POV

"That show was amazing!" Dinah exclaimed as we got settled in the dressing room backstage.

We had just got done performing and we were now in the dressing room changing into our regular clothes. I had been avoiding Brad every since me and Camila kissed and it was obvious Camz was avoiding Asstin. That had to be a sign that she still loved me after the kiss right?

"Lauren?" Mani was waving her hands in front of my face as she was calling my name. Everyone was dressed and ready to go.

"We're ready to go back to the hotel now, let's go." She grabbed my hand and pulled me along with her to the car that was waiting for us.

It was just me and the girls and Ally, Dinah and Mani were having a conversation while Camila was looking out the window, and me.. I was looking at Camz.

It was a bold move and I thought It over many times before I switched my seat so that I was next to Camz.

"Hey, you okay?" I whispered with a concerned voice, she had been awfully quiet and I hoped she didn't regret everything.

"I'm fine," she replied but before I had a chance to respond the car came to a halt outside our hotel.

I quickly grabbed my bag and ran to my room. I threw my stuff down then made my way to the corner Camila had to turn to get to her room.

When Camila went to turn the corner I grabbed her and her key and dragged her in her room.

"Well hello Lauren," Camila chuckled as she put her bag away and sat on the couch.

I plopped down next to her, "We need to talk," she turned so she was facing me.

"About?" She raised an eyebrow and folded her arms.

"Us. Our kiss." I said as I turned so I was facing her too. Her eyes didn't show any signs of anger or hurt so that had to be good..

"You've had lots of kisses what makes ours so special? Besides, aren't you happy with Brad?" She asked while looking down.

Ouch. "So that's what this is about? Me and Brad? Bec-" I was cut off by her.

"Do you not understand that watching you with him hurts? That seeing you actually get so happy and show affection towards someone else hurts? Well it does Lauren. It fucking hurts, bad. Is that what you wanted to hear?!" Camila whispered the last part and her eyes seemed glossy as if she wanted to cry.