Beauty and the Bitch (DISCONTINUED)

5. pillow talk and showers

I'm lost in empty pillow talk again- All Time Low

***warning: explicit

"Oh shit," Lauren muttered, pulling the sheets up towards her chest. Hickies littered her collarbone and shoulders, even going down to her breasts. This was the one thing she wished to avoid.

Brad shifted slightly, his brown hair sprawled out on the pillow. Lauren looked at him and shuddered.

She didn't remember a lot of what happened last night, but she vaguely remembered... enjoying it? Sex with that toasted English muffin?

She thought she was crazy. Sex with Brad was the last thing she wanted to do on this tour, especially since she broke up with Luis less than twenty four hours ago. That fucker.

Her alarm went off, blasting 'Girls' by the 1975. She jumped, and Brad bolted up, startled by the noise.

Only it wasn't Brad. Unless, Brad's hair grew about two feet and had a tattoo on his back that said 'To die would be an awfully big adventure,' in girly script.

"Wh- what's happening?" Camila mumbled, her Australian accent extra thick with her morning voice.

She turned around, looking at Lauren. Her eyes widened.

"Oh god,"

Lauren bit her lip, unsure on how the other girl was going to react.

Camila was in a state of shock. "Did we...?"

Lauren nodded.

"And you...?"

Lauren nodded again.

"But you're...?"

"I don't really remember what happened," Lauren admitted. She shifted in the sheets, but winced. Her legs were sore.

"Oh shit," Camila ran a hand through her hair.

An awkward silence drifted between the two girls. Camila ran a hand through her hair, not realizing her top half was exposed. Lauren didn't realize she was staring at the Australian's breasts before she started talking again.

"Uh, you were good, though," Camila said nervously.

Lauren's ears perked up at this. "Really?"

"I don't know I don't remember," Camila admitted. "Sorry,"

"No it's totally fine," Lauren said. She lied down on the bed. "Oh god, I'm so sorry about this,"

"It's okay, I guess," Camila said, lying down next to her. She closed her eyes, sighing.

"I think I remember enjoying it," Lauren said. That caused Camila's eyes to snap open.

"Really?" Camila asked.

Lauren felt small. "Um, yes,"

Camila lied on her front and looked down at Lauren. "You're not lying?"

"Why would I lie?"