Make Me

Chapter 5

As Camila exited the library, the delicious breath of rain hit all her senses. The downpour stopped, and all it left behind was that heavenly smell and muddy poodles to remind everyone of it's presence. Camila noticed Lauren sitting on one of the steps, clearly waiting for her.

"That was not how I expected today's studying to go." remarked Camila as she took a seat next to the green-eyed girl.

"Yeah, trust me, me neither. But that's alright, I like people who can surprise me." Camila saw the side of her mouth curve up into a smile.

"Oh, I surprised you? Please elaborate."

"I never took you for a violent one." stated Lauren.

"I am not! I just-... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, I just got a tiny bit carried away." protested Camila. Lauren stayed silent and stared ahead.

"I will make it up to you. It's my fault that you had to stop studying, so how about you come to my dorm and we can finish there? My roommate should be out for almost the entire day anyway."

"Woah, I would've thought you'd ask me to coffee before inviting me back to your place. But whatever floats your boat." replied Lauren rather suggestively. Camila just blushed and rolled her eyes to try and play off her nervousness. She got up from the steps and motioned for Lauren to do the same. They then silently made their way to Camila's car.

Once they were on their way to Camila's dorm, she spoke up.

"I would turn the radio on, but I wouldn't want you to make fun of my music taste as well."

"Ha-ha. Okay, I get it. I'm sorry too. It wasn't nice of me to pick on you like that. But I must admit, you shoving me in those shelves did a number on my back." replied Lauren, as she reached behind her neck to massage a sensitive spot. Camila let one hand go off of the wheel and placed her palm flat on her forehead as she started to shake her head slightly side to side.

"I am so sorry. I let my anger get the best of me."

"It wasn't your fault. I'm the one who made you mad." insisted Lauren.

"Yes, yes it is. I have no idea what has gotten into me. My mind just went blank and then I pushed you and now you're hurt and I-"

"Camila, it's okay." Lauren interrupts her sternly. She reaches her hand out and grabs Camila's that's resting on the gearshift. Camila looks down at it in surprise, but before her mind and body could react to the touch, Lauren places her hand back on her own thighs.

"Besides, it's nothing a little ice and a massage can't fix."

"Oh, I know this really good massage place just down my road, if you want we could-" Lauren stopped Camila's rant by releasing a quiet chuckle.

"Actually, I thought you might want to massage me yourself. Since you're oh-so-sorry that you pushed me."

"You want me to massage your back?" All of a sudden, Camila's mind goes blank.

"Well, you don't have to. It was just a suggestion." answered Lauren, a hint of disappointment apparent in her voice.

"No, no! I'd love to... massage you. Your back, I mean." Camila was embarrassed by her own eagerness. "It's the least I can do anyway."

"Yeah?" Lauren was smirking once again. Camila glanced at her, then back on the road. She nodded and tried to swallow the lump in her throat.

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It didn't take long for them to reach Camila's University. After parking the car, they got their books and made their way to the girl's dorm. Upon their arrival, Camila took Lauren's books and placed it on her shelf for the time being.