Anchors •Camren•

18

Emerald eyes flutter open to the light peeking through the curtains. Lauren hums in appreciation to the fingers gently running through her dark waves. Chills rake over her spine as Camila's fingers work in slow motions, following her length of hair sprawled out across her back.

"Good morning," Camila giggles as she feels the older girls grip around her waist tighten.

Lauren lifts her head from the brunette's chest, displaying a goofy grin before burying her head in the crook of Camila's neck. "Morning," Lauren whispers, her warm breath hitting Camila's neck and making the younger girl shudder.

Suddenly the pair hears someone bursting through the front door. Camila jumps, fear overtaking her as Lauren tightens her grip on the smaller girl in reassurance.

"It's okay," Lauren rasps out before she sprinkles kisses across Camila's exposed shoulder.

"Lauren Michelle Jauregui!" Dinah screams out, causing the older girl to groan.

"Here we go," Lauren whines before her best friend bursts through the door.

"Um hello!?" She sarcastically calls out. Ally and Normani run up to Dinah's side with relieved expressions on their faces.

"Thank God," Ally breathes out.

"Do you assholes not know how to answer your phones?" Dinah continues to scold the pair. Lauren simply sighs as she hides her face against Camila's neck, causing Camila to goofily smile. "And now you aren't even listening. Great!"

"We were worried, what happened last night?" Normani pipes up from the doorway.

"Can we just not talk about that right now?" Lauren snaps as she lifts her head to glance at the three girls. With a huff she stands from the bed, brushing past her best friend and exiting her bedroom.

Camila frowns as she watches the raven haired girl disappear behind the bathroom door. "I'm gonna go talk to her." Camila mumbles as she stands to her feet, stretching out her arms before breezing past her friends.

"Are you going to explain any of this?" Normani scoffs as they all three follow the brunette.

"After I make sure Lauren's okay." Camila eyes them all before turning and opening the bathroom door, walking in and swiftly shutting it behind her.

The smaller girl admires Lauren's frame bent over the counter. Her hands were gripping the edges as her head hung, hiding her expression from the mirror. "Hey," Camila softly whispered.

Lauren didn't respond, she simply stood from her place hunched over the counter and approached the smaller girl. Her hands wrapped around Camila's waist, gently backing her up against the wall. Lauren's hold tightened on the smaller girl before she burrowed her head into the crook of Camila's neck. The younger girl was quick to reciprocate the gesture, wrapping her arms around the taller girls neck.

"Are you alright?" Camila whispers when she feels Lauren sponge delicate kisses across her neck.

"Are you?" Lauren rasps out.

"I'm okay."

"You're not overwhelmed? Because if you are I'll kick their asses out." Lauren states in a serious tone.

Camila releases a giggle, "I'm sure you would. But seriously, it's okay that they barged in as long as it's okay with you."

"Are you okay with them asking questions?"

"They deserve to know," Camila sighs against Lauren's shoulder as her fingers rake through dark tresses.

"I could still kick them out," Lauren speaks up.