Three Way Love (Dinah, Camila, And Lauren)

13: I Don't Know About This

Lauren's P.O.V: Ok so let's get one thing straight. I do not like to be woken up on our days off. On these days I stay home and I take a long ass nap and then wake up sometime in the afternoon only to get some fruit from the kitchen and go back to my room, watch some TV, and fall back asleep. But that was not the case this morning. Instead of a peaceful slumber, I was awoken by feeling weight on my waist. I decided to ignore it and just focus on going back into my slumber, but then I kept getting poked.

"Lauren wake up." I heard a soft yet raspy voice say. I knew that voice anywhere, but I didn't feel like opening my eyes. I rolled over on my side and covered my face with a pillow, but the Cuban girl on top of me wasn't gonna let that stop her.

I felt hands being placed under my shirt and moving slowly up and down my abdomen. It felt good and sent tingles up my ribcage. Her hands were so soft. God she was killing me. She kept doing this making my nerves slowly break down. Then I felt soft lips on my cheek. I was shocked at first but relaxed into the feeling. She left more soft pecks on my cheeks, each one lasting longer than the last and ever so slowly moving towards ny lips. It was then I woke up when I felt her lips on the corner of my mouth. I moved my hands to her waist and gripped them which indicated her to move back. She leaned up from my face and I slowly opened my eyes to be met with the sight of the beautiful Cuban looking down at me.

"Morning Lolo." the brown eyed said with her soft voice knowing I'm not a morning person and don't like loud things.

"Morning Camz." I said my raspy voice being known. I sat up on my elbows and moving a hand through my hair, making the famous part that everyone loves about my hair. "Is everybody up?" I asked as wiped the sleep out of my eyes.

"Yea everybody's up. But I wanted to tell you that Simon wants to see us today at his house and then we got some interviews today." I was a little mad about the interviews today cause I wanted to catch up on some sleep, but I was a little curious about what Simon wanted to see us for. Eh we'll know when we get to his house.

"Ugh why do we need to do interviews? Today's my sleep day." I said pouting. I was so exhausted lately from all the shows we've been doing for the Reflection Tour. Believe me I love being on stage and listening to the crowd sing every word of our songs but it takes a lot of energy and concentration to do what we do eveynight and make a good show for our fans.

Camila laughed at my childish pout and put her hands on my cheeks and squeezed them. I ended up laughing with her. "Your such a baby. Come on it'll be over before you know it."

"I guess, but now that I'm awake I can't go back to sleep." I crossed my arms and playfully pouted at her. "Thanks a lot."

"Oh shut up it wasn't my fault." She began hitting my arm playfully and hit her back. We ended up having a slap fight and she was winning. So I grabbed both of her wrist and held them. We was both laughing and breathing heavily. The laughter died down when I looked up into the gorgeous chocolate brown eyes of the Cuban girl on top of me. They were so beautiful and I found myself getting lost in them. I guess she was feeling the same way because she was staring back at me. As we continued to stare into each other's eyes, the space between is started to diminish and soon she was right in front of me. I'm mentally freaking out and I had a pretty good idea of what was about to happen. Our lips were now centimeters apart. Camila's hand was resting on my side and the other placed near my head holding her up. We were so close that I could feel her breath. Is this really gonna happen?

"Guys we gotta meet- woah!"

I immediately sat up when I heard another voice and say Dinah looking at us but I could only catch a glimpse of her when she closed the door immediately after. I really hope she doesn't assume something. I could understand that it looked like we were about to kiss, which scares me a little bit. Trust me I would love to place my lips on the little Cuban's but the aftermath of it might not be good.