Anchors •Camren•

9

"Dinah come on let it go." Lauren groaned as she folded clothes in the kitchen. Dinah was laying on the opposite counter with a huge smug grin on her face.

"Camila and Lauren sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-"

"No." Lauren sternly cut her off before she could finish the immature song. "We did not kiss."

"So you fucked her without kissing? Hardcore Jauregui." Dinah gasps feigning shock as she sits up to look over Lauren's features.

"I didn't fuck her!" Lauren retorts, throwing a pair of jeans against the counter in annoyance. Dinah's been pestering Lauren over this for around a week and it was getting annoying to the green eyed girl.

"What the hell is going on with you then?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I walked in on you two practically sleeping on top of each other." Dinah laughs with an arched eyebrow. The memory of the two together causes a heated blush to form on Lauren's cheeks that Dinah proudly chuckles at. "That's not you. Hell, you don't even bring girls back to your place. What game are you playing?"

"Camila is not a game." Lauren sternly replies with a finger raised in the air. "I don't know what she's doing to me in my defense."

"She's softening you up," Dinah chuckles.

"No."

"Defrosting that icy heart of yours."

"Dinah."

"Giving your dark soul a splash of color."

"Dinah fuck off!" Lauren finally cuts off the younger girl by throwing a sock at her. "Jesus Christ you're so impossible." Lauren huffs as she finishes up her folding and running it into her room, setting it neatly on her dresser. She quickly looks over her rooms cleanliness and gives it a slight nod of approval.

A flash bolts through the doorway and before Lauren can stop her, Dinah is diving head first onto the bed. "Dinah!" Lauren scolds as she runs over to the Polynesian girl.

"What?" Dinah smirks as she rolls around across the bedspread, messing up the once perfectly made bed.

Lauren answers by wrapping a firm hand around Dinah's ankle and yanking her out of the bed, sending her flailing onto the floor. "Nothing," The raven haired girl smirks as she smoothes her hands over the soft fabric, restoring it back to its neatness.

"What's your deal?" Dinah asks from her position on the floor.

"Cleanliness is next to managerliness." Lauren smirks at the spongebob quote before the doorbell rings throughout the apartment. "Mess up my bed again and I'm going to choke you with the linens." Lauren points an accusing finger at the younger girl before rushing out of the room.

"Jackass," Dinah retorts before pushing herself off the floor.

Lauren quickly rushes to the door, stopping a few feet in front and allowing her sock covered feet to slide the remaining way. Her fingers work quick to unlock the door and whip it open to reveal those beautiful brown orbs and breathtaking smile that she's missed so much.

"Hey," Camila shyly grins as she plays with the strap of her bag.

"Hey gorgeous." Lauren grins as she steps to the side to allow Camila to enter her apartment.

"Who's at the door?" Dinah calls out from the bedroom, causing Camila to whip around to face Lauren in confusion.

"Dinah?" Camila nervously questions before Lauren nods her head. "Does she know about...everything?"