Camren?

Ch 3

Camila's pov:

I kissed Lauren's neck, and left a mark. What have I become, what has gotten into me. I couldn't even control myself. I was wrestling with her on her bunk, I just stopped and just went for it. And she was blushing like crazy and then she confronted me about it because I left a hickey and I started acting all sexy and her face was redder than a tomato. I told you that when I mess with people it's usually only sexy stares or getting a little touchy. It is not and I repeat not kissing their fucking neck. I do not know what came over me, this is really weird. I want to talk to her twenty four seven and know what she's doing. But what am I doing instead?

Getting ready for a stupid interview.

Lauren was getting her make up done and trying to cover up the hickey. I was on my phone on a couch with Dinah's legs over me while she tried or get her mascara on point. Normani and ally were doing there hair. "Girls are you guys ready?" Our manager asked. I stood up and followed him because I figured the other girls were Gonna be taking a while anyways, "where's our interviewer?" I asked. "He's in room 301 that's where your interview is, you can go ahead and go in I'm gonna tell the other girls to hurry up" I nodded and looked around for the room. Finally I found it and some Middle Aged guy was in there, I assumed he was our interviewer. He turned around to look at me. I don't know what it is with these interviewers but they'd be 45 years old and dressing like a 15 year old from 2006. Maybe it's an interview thing who knows, but who am I to judge.

"Hello there" he said quickly extending his hand out and I shook it. "Hi." I smiled. There was a pause and I pointed back at the door. "The other girls are on their way, where do I sit?" I asked. He gestured to the couch and I plopped myself down as he sat down in the chair facing me. "I'm very excited to have you guys here" he said. I nodded and smiled, "interviews are one of my favorite parts of touring" I laughed.  That wasn't fully a lie because I do like answering questions, but I do dread the sitting still and having to think before I speak. He laughed, "well that's a relief most of the people I interview act very different on camera, you seem to have the same personality on and off of camera, although you seem a little more relaxed off it." I nodded, "well yeah with cameras there's always the pressure that you could screw up you know?" "Oh yeah of course, for sure-" the door opened and in walked in the manager with the girls behind him. I'm surprised I couldn't hear them come down the hall I mean Dinah walks like she hates the ground, she's always stomping on it or sassily strutting. The interviewer stood up to greet the other girls "Oh hi guys! I was  just talking with Camilla."  I bit my tongue, man and he was doing so well until now. camilla. Is it really that hard to know the name of the members before you interview, or at least how to pronounce them. Even my twitter helps you out! camila, camEEla. Why do I get so winded up about these things is it wrong to? I need to be polite. "It's camILA" Lauren said patting the guys shoulder and managing a very fake smile. You could tell she was trying not rip the guys head off.

I patted the couch next to me and she sat down next to me, "did you fix the hickey?" I asked. She turned to me "yes I did, although it would've been great to not have to at all" she said sounding a little pissed off, and I looked at her confused. "You didn't have to leave that on my neck you know" she told me. I clenched my jaw and Shutup. What the hell has gotten into her, she was blushing like hell and now she's all pissed off. I stayed quite as the guy sat down and did a countdown. The cameras began rolling and he started his questions. I couldn't even stare at him, I couldn't stare at anyone for that matter. I just gazed off at the wall in front of me and every now and then glanced at my manager. He looked very pissed off and was gesturing me to talk, but I didn't listen. Lauren kept her hands in her lap as she politely answered all the questions. If she looked at me I wouldn't know I had my eyes set on the wall. But every time she would talk my heart would plummet into my stomach. I had the bad kind of butterflies that you get when you know, you regret something. I shouldn't have kissed her, now she's upset about it and there's nothing I can do to fix it. I can't take it back or anything. I can't rewind time, this sucks. "Mila" I felt someone shaking my arm. I glanced up at ally and got up and left. My manager yelled behind "why the hell didn't you talk?? You ruined the whole interview!!" "Just say I'm on vocal rest" I said as the tears began forming in my eyes. The girls were yelling at me behind me but I didn't listen. I found the tour bus and got up on my bunk and just let myself loose. I cried into my pillow, blacked out, woke up, cried some more. I was at the point where i didn't even have any more tears left, i had cried myself all the way into dehydration.  I don't even know how long or how little I was up there until Lauren pulled herself up into my bunk.

"What's up with you?" She asked very bluntly it almost sounded like a hiss, I backed up. I wiped my face with my blanket and look back up at her. "Nothing, just a long day." I said. She neared me, "no I mean why have you been out of the ordinary lately. First you're all over me wrestling with me and playing with me and then next your hiding in a corner and no one can find you." "Oh" was all I said. She wants an explanation. She raised her eyebrow at me and I took a deep breath. I sat up facing her and our faces were inches apart. She nervously ran her hand through her hair and licked her lips waiting for me to start speaking. "Lauren," I said finally quite softly. " you know how I am.." I trailed, "I'm a very talkative loud, obnoxious person. I make it seem like I control the world that nothing can bother me. But you know how I am under that side of me. I'm an insecure emotional wreck." She put her hand on my arm, "No camila don't say tha-"  "no!" I interrupted her "you know it's true." I calmed myself down and took another deep breath. "Listen Lauren.. I'm a touchy person I'm constantly touching. The warmth of someone I love gives me confidence. Their presence automatically helps me be more confident, I could never go solo because you guys are the ones that keep me sane. And.. And I know you're very uncomfortable with this whole touchy person I am" I said pausing. She still had her hand on my arm. I moved my free arm up at rested my hand on her neck. Her faced was less than centimeters away from mine and she was so caught up in what I was saying and so was I. "This is where I get my confidence it's.. It's from you guys. You guys always help me, you especially. I'm going to try to back off of it though and try branching out by myself. But I need your help too. I'm making a sacrifice so you can be more comfortable, but I want you to make one to make me feel comfortable too" I paused and she looked me in the eye, I licked my lips, "stop keeping your hands to yourself Lauren." My thumb was tracing her jawline as my hand rested on her neck. I was completely engulfed In her and couldn't rip my eyes away from her. Meanwhile she kept stealing glances at my lips. "I want you, to explore" I said slowly letting the words smoothly roll off my tongue. Immediately I felt her lips crash against mine. Shit, I have never been more turned on, I can't even explain the emotions. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her into me. Her hands traveled my body down to my waist as the makeout session got more heated. I bit her lip and she moaned, oh fuck it. That's the last string . I pushed her off of me and got on top of her. She roughly pulled my head into hers and our lips connected again. She continued to kiss me roughly but passionately and it seemed like she was in charge now. Her hand was tangled in my hair and she began trailing kisses down my jawline and onto my neck. "Who's gonna have a hickey now"'she muttered. Her voice sounded very deep and raspy at this point, but it was sexy as hell. She left little love bites on my neck until she found the sweet spot on my neck, I moaned loudly. "fuck, Lauren."  She smirked against my skin and sat up with me in her lap. She looked into my eyes, then kissed me once more and pulled away. I sat in her lap, with my hand entangled in her hair. Her arms were wrapped around my waist as we both scan eachothers eyes for signs of emotions. Then eventually she chuckled and said, "that may have not have been what you meant by exploring. I smiled and hugged her tightly. Then I leaned my head towards her ear and sexily whispered, "that may have been exactly what I meant" she playfully pushed me back. "STopp" I laughed , "stop whatt" "being so sexy and smooth all time time." I smiled and she giggled. "So, are these gonna be our little secret?" She asked. I bit my lip and looked her up and down. "Yeah our little secret."