A/N: For the party scene, I put on Line of Fire by The Veronicas. Idk but I like the bass.
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From now on, your time is divided up between Camila and Lauren, albeit unevenly.
You can't really tell who gets most of your attention, because one day you spent hours hanging around with Camila, talking and exchanging sweet kisses, just exploring your relationship – which you defined as dating – and getting to know each other. And the more you get to know Camila Cabello, the more you discover that the Cuban girl is simply divine. She's this sweet, caring person; and well-rounded, too. She is passionate and complements your personality in this peculiar way that leaves you desperate to discover even more. Simply put, you definitely enjoy your time with her.
But then there's Lauren, and the time you spend with her is divine on a whole other level.
Just thinking about it has your blood boiling with pure, unadultered passion. You can practically feel the pale Latina's skin gliding over yours as you think about the way her lips mold with yours in the heat of passion. You have been exploring that relationship too, and it satisfies your needs. You can't deny that Lauren Jauregui is an excellent fuck, and she has this gentle and caring side to her as well, that at first surprised you – but now that you know of it, it makes you want to see it more often.
However, you only get to see it privately, because publicly, you still act as if you detest each other, which by now you don't anymore. No, instead, you have a soft spot for the raven-haired girl. But only in private.
You are a private person anyway, so it is not like you flaunt anything publicly. Not even your dates with Camila.
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The bass pounds when you enter the building with Ally in tow – this time you're leading her into the party instead of she you. You grin confidently as you both make your way to the booze, again tapping into your secret stash that you stowed into a cabinet earlier when you dropped off a few kegs.
This time, you are actually excited for this party.
You are in a much better place than last time, not just a body amongst sweaty bodies; no, you're wanted here. By multiple people. It makes your heart soar with confidence, and your strut more arrogant than it would have been only a week ago. The difference is notable, and Ally has made a few remarks over it, but you simply shrugged it off – you are just happy. That obviously resulted in teasing, but you ignored it with flushed cheeks. You don't care that for the past few days, they've been teasing you about Camila. The Cuban girl makes you so happy that the teasing does nothing to you. Only make you feel proud, because whenever they tease her, the blush is also prominent on her face.
Hell yeah, that's the effect you have on Camila Cabello.
You are early though, and Camila and her best friend Dinah – whom you've bonded with as well – are not going to be here for a while. You remember Camila telling you that Dinah had to work and that she was going to wait for her shift to finish, since she always does. You think it's so sweet and considerate of her, that you don't even mind waiting for a few more hours.
It's a party and there's plenty to do.
Lauren Jauregui for example, you think, as you catch sight of the younger girl. You smirk as your eyes follow her as she squirms her way through a throng of people, her hips swaying sensually of their own accord. She's wearing tight, ripped jeans and a crop top, and it doesn't look like she dressed up especially for the party, but god does she look hot. It almost makes your mouth water with desire, but you hold back as Ally asks you if you would like to dance.
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Tessellate (Camren/you)
FanficYou're in love with her and she's in love with you, and it's like a goddamn tragedy because you look at her and see the stars. She looks at you and sees the sun. And you both think the other is just looking at the ground.