Anchors •Camren•

11

Camila awakes, aware of a weight laying across her chest, practically on top of her. She can't help the small giggle that escapes her lips as she tries to push Lauren's dark locks away from her face. She admired the way Lauren's eyes were closed, eyelashes fanning over her cheeks and the content grin on her lips. The usual crease between her brows was no where to be seen, making Lauren look peaceful.

A presence at the door clearing their throat jars Camila from her thoughts before her head whips around in the direction of the doorway. Her actions freeze as her eyes land on her mother, she was leaning against the doorframe with her eyebrows raised. All Camila could do was force a smile as she sat up slightly. She didn't get far though, Lauren was literally laying on top of her with a firm grip around the smaller girls waist. Camila stuck a finger up asking her mother for a minute before her attention turned to the girl clinging to her.

"Hey," Camila whispers into the older girls ear as her fingers thread through dark locks. "Get up Laur," She nudges further as she lightly shakes the girl in her arms. Her free hand gently strokes across Lauren's forearm, causing goosebumps to form in their wake. Lauren begins to stir, groaning before nuzzling into the smaller girls neck and squeezing her tighter against the green eyed girls body. "Lauren please, it's important." Camila nudges further causing Lauren to reluctantly fully awake from her slumber.

"Damn it Camz I-" Once Lauren's eyes flutter open and land upon Camila's thumb pointing in the direction of an older woman in the doorway, she instantly freezes in her tracks.

Camila nervously laughs as her eyes dart to her mother before they land on Lauren. "This is my mom," Camila nods in the direction of the doorway where the woman is wearing a smug grin on her lips. Oh shit.

Lauren's mouth forms an awkward 'o' shape. "Hi..." Lauren began before putting on the most awkward, forced grin Camila had ever seen. "I'm Lauren." The grin returned as Camila's mother sighed.

"I'll see you out in the kitchen, we'll talk then." Camila's mother grins before she stands and walks out of the doorway, shutting the door firmly behind her.

As soon as Lauren heard the door click, she plopped her head down onto Camila's shoulder before letting out a groan. The smaller girl couldn't hold back her laughter at the whole situation as her shoulder shook against Lauren's cheek. "This is so not funny." Lauren mumbled into the fabric of Camila's- well, Lauren's t-shirt.

"It kind of is," Camila retorts in-between breathless fits of laughter.

Lauren's head shoots up at the girls comment. "I'm in your bed, your mom has never met me and this is the first impression she gets. Fuck."

"It's not like we were naked or anything, we were just sleeping."

"We could've been." Lauren remarks before completely thinking through her comment. Green eyes quickly widen as a heat fills the older girls cheeks.

Camila raises an eyebrow at the comment in a joking manner.

"I mean uh... I-I uh mean, if it were later in this," She motions between their two bodies, "and you gave your full consent and you were totally comfortable with it and-"

"Lauren." Camila giggles as she moves to straddle Lauren's hips. "It's okay."

Their lips were just inches apart and Lauren had to violently dig her nails into her palm just so she wouldn't reach out and completely dominate the girl sitting on her lap.

"We should um...get going before your mom gets...yeah." Lauren completely stumbles over her words as her green orbs never leave Camila's plump lips as they slide up into a grin.