They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 3- Tension

Lauren Pov

I felt bad.

Really bad for what I had done.

It wasn't intentional to snap at Camila like that, but I had been so caught up in my thoughts that when she interrupted me I just kind of let it all out.

The rest of the day I got dirty looks from all of them. Looks that I didn't care to give attention to.

I was currently sat in the back part of the bus, the only part that had a door. It contained a small couch, a storage area, and enough room to walk a few paces. It had been quiet and peaceful. A place where you could go to escape from the rest of the world.

We as a group didn't spend all of our time together. We all had our personal lives to attend to, without being completely attached to eachother 24/7. It was good that we respected eachothers personal time. And while touring, laying in our bunks either sleeping or blasting music was something that was natural and left alone.

My time in the back part had been cut short by an intruding Dinah.

"Hey there 'Queen of Sass' how is thy day?" She said plopping down on my legs.

"Dinah not now."

"You know you may be able to push away Camila easily, but you can't push away Dinah Jane. Tell me my royal pain in the ass, what's got you so down that you even turn down your mistress?" She asked with a smirk.

"Dinah I'm extremely tired. Could you go bother someone else and let your beloved queen get some beauty sleep?" I said covering my face with a pillow.

"Either you remove that pillow from your face, or you're gonna be a dead queen in less then seconds." With that, I quickly tossed the pillow in her direction, who then caught it amid being airborn.

"What the fuck do you want?!" I said sitting up.

"Camila was practically pouring her heart out to you earlier you dumbass! She was trying to tell you she likes you but no, shithead over here crushed her heart into a million fucking pieces all because she was having a little temper tantrum! Lauren grow up and realize that the world doesn't revolve around you." She said hitting me on the shoulder.

"Wow thanks mom I'll take that into consideration right after I take a nap." I said lying back down on the couch.

"Oh no you don't missy," she said pulling me up by the arms and gripping tightly, "after I leave this room you are to call that poor girl in here and tell her that you feel the same way!"

"Easier said then done Dinah!" I said running my hands through my long dark locks.

"Make her see that somewhere in that blackened soul of yours there is in fact a colorful heart that has 'Camila' written all over it!" She said shaking my shoulders.

"I do Dinah. It beats for her."

"Enough. Tell her not me." She said rising to her feet and pulling open the door that separated the small room from the rest of the bus. Camila toppled over falling face first onto the carpet with a "plop".

"The fuck were you doing, Chanch?" Dinah asked, nudging the small girl with her foot.

"I will have to admit, I was indeed eavesdropping." She muffled into the carpet.

"Oh my. You two have a lot to discuss. I'm watching you, Jauregui." She said before closing the door behind her.

I kneeled beside the smaller girl, resting my hand atop her shoulder, causing her deep soft brown eyes to connect with mine. We stayed like that for a good while in comfortable silence, just staring deeply into eachothers eyes.

"Did you hear everything?" I asked.

"Yes. Is it true Laur?" She said getting up, me following.

"Yes. But I never wanted to say anything, in fear that it would ruin a really good friendship that we have." I said, rubbing my arm.

"Me too." She said lowering her gaze to the floor.

Out of impulse, her head quickly shot up and pulled my face to hers. It all happened so fast, our lips meeting, setting off an explosion of butterflies deep within my stomach.

I pushed the girl off, my hand shooting up to my mouth in complete surprise.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry." She apologized, her hand too now hovering over her plump lips. "I don't know what the hell came over me."

"No its okay. I understand that that was probably built up tension finally surfacing."

Our feelings were now out in the open. The chains that held us back before now fell at our ankles, freeing us of the weights that held us back from eachother.

"Laur, I have one question?"

"Yeah, Camz?" The nickname accidentally slipped.

"Where do we go from here?" She asked, almost pleading for me to say what she wanted. What we both wanted.

"Honestly, that's a good question. And you know what, I have no fucking idea what we are gonna do." My response caused an uncontrollable laughter emerging from us both.

"I have another question, well, kinda."
"Alright, ask away."

"Kiss me?" She asked, but demanded at the same time.

And yet with this simple request that I pondered on responding to, I wasted no time to connect our hungry lips once again, feeling that same spark from earlier, and those same butterflies erupting wildly in the pit of my stomach.

She quickly latched onto me, balling her hands into fists, clutching the fabric of my T-shirt. The kiss was desperate, it was a need, a want, and an impulse on prevented action.

Could this have really been happening?

The kiss broke too quickly. Camila leaned her forehead on mine, exhaling breathily. The kiss drained us both of all our existing oxygen. Her eyes fluttered open to show the bright brown eyes, full of affection and her pupils dialated.

"Wow." Was all we could both say.