(Laurens POV)
I was invited to this party weeks ago. I wasn't coming until I heard that Camila Cabello was.
It was supposed to be a prank. They were going to lace her drink with vodka or something and 'play around' with her. I wasn't going to let that happen.
So here I am, wearing a simple outfit with a white beanie, My favourite, actually, in the main room with a red cup in my hand. Scanning for the brunette that I might have a girl crush on. No one else knew. No one will ever know-
There! She walks in and the room goes quiet. She's wearing white shorts that show of her legs perfectly, and a blue shirt with white polka dots. It's a cute outfit. I'll ask where she got the shirt later for small talk.
I see a guy reach in his bag and pull out a bottle. He looks like a rat. I glare at him for a while and he shrinks under my gaze.
The rat escapes to the middle of the room. "Who wants to play spin the bottle?!" His voice cracks and I hide a laugh as I raise my hand and shrug.
Maybe Camila would play too.
As soon as my hand goes up almost all my "friends" volunteer to play as well. I see someone shove Camila into the small circle. She looks so beautiful.
"I'll go first!" I exclaim and lock eyes with her. I see her cheeks go pink. Cute.
I place my hand on the tip of the bottle and let out a prayer that it lands on Cabello. I look up and see she's about to say something but stops suddenly. What?
I want her to explain but I drag my gaze from her face to the bottle. It's happening.
It's happening.
I get on my knees.
Keep your cool.
I bring my face close to hers. She's frozen. I giggle and whisper into her ear.
"It's ok to move, Camz." She suddenly comes alive, bouncing up. I fake a laugh and lick my lips.
Don't mess this up
I see her do the same and I lean in. I feel sparks fly inside my stomach as soon as we connect our lips. She tries to pull back but I'm so entranced by the softness of her lips, that I push forward and then the thing I've never expected Camila to do for me happend.
She just moaned, Lauren. You made her moan!
I pull back now and I can't help but grin in satisfaction. Our breaths are ragged and her pupils are so dialated. I'm guessing mine are too. She looks traumatized.
Her neck moves back at a speed so fast I thought it would snap and she stands.
"Camila! Stop! Camz!" She's running.
I start to get up but she's out the door. I run to the window and look for her.
Who knew a girl like Camila could run so fast?
You messed up! You blew it! Stupid. Stupid.
But, hey, at least they wouldn't mess with her tonight.
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Yeesh! That was intense! I'm going to start doing these between every chapter. They're fun. I don't know what to call them, though. Any ideas?
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