Camren One Shots

the only exception

I stood in line, hands shaking and knees wobbling as the line slowly inched foreword.

The farther the line moved up, the closer I was to meeting my hero, Lauren Jauregui. I took deep breaths as the line advanced, trying to calm my nerves.

I pulled at the lanyard around my neck, picking at the chipping purple nail polish on my nails that my little sister, Sofi had painted on me the day before, because "I needed to look her best for the love of my life," my 7 year old sister had explained.

I giggled to myself before someone behind me cleared their throat. I looked in front of me and realizing that the line had moved up.
I mumbled a quick apology before moving up.

Before I really even knew what was happening, I was being escorted to Lauren by a security guard.

I looked up and met the most beautiful, paralyzing green eyes I had ever seen.

"Holy shit, your eyes are so much more beautiful in person," I whispered.

Fuck did I say that out loud?

I swear I saw her blush.

"Aw! You're so cute babe! What's your name?" she asked, reaching to pull me in for a hug.

"C-Camila," I stuttered, shuffling foreword to hug her, tripping over my own feet. She was quick to catch me, pulling me into a hug.

"You alright?" she asked as she pulled away.

I nodded.

"Yeah I'm fine. Thanks for catching me," I blushed.

"Anytime, babe," she giggled.

She pulled my hand and dragged me to the center of the backdrop.

She pulled me in, her leg curling around my
hip, her lips touching my cheek softly, posing for the camera.

She placed one last kiss before linking our hands and walking me to the exit.

"Give her a backstage pass for after the show," she said quietly to her guard. He nodded once before escorting me out.

"See you later, Camz," Lauren winked before I disappeared around a corner.
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"What are you thinking about," Lauren mumbled sleepily, latching onto me under the blankets and burying her head in the crook of my neck.

I hummed, combing my fingers through her long locks, "The day we met."

She giggled in response.

"What a day," she smiled.

She looked over at the alarm clock on our night stand.

"It's 7:23," she smirked, leaving a trail of kisses along my exposed neck, "We have about 7 minutes before-"

As if on cue, a little blonde head, bursted through our bedroom door and skipped over to our bedside.

"Mommies!" she shouted, jumping on our bed.

"Speak of the devil," Lauren said, rolling off me.

Aviana feigned a hurt expression, gasping, taking Lauren's prior spot with her head nuzzled in my neck.

"Hey! Momma says I'm an angel," She bragged.

I stuck my tongue out at Lauren, giggling.

"You are an angel, Avi," I poked her nose, "Mommy just likes to tease."

The small girl in my arms squirmed, turning to face my wife on the other side of the bed.
"Is that true mommy?" she asked, puppy dog eyes gracing her face.

Lauren smiled endearingly.

"Of course it is, darling. You're an angel. You're magical. Don't let anybody tell you differently," she smiled, kissing the 5 year old on the cheek.

"What about me?" I pouted, making my best puppy dog face.

"You, my love are a fairy," she scooted closer, wrapping her arms around both of us," and nobody can ever dull your sparkle."

I blushed, cuddling with both of my girls.

"Lolo?" I asked, closing my eyes.

"Hmmm?" she hummed.

"Sing?" I requested, causing a stir in Aviana.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Sing, mommy!" she chanted, full of enthusiasm.

Lauren purred softly,"Of course. Anything for my loves."

She inhaled deeply before she began, her smooth voice filling the small bedroom of our Los Angeles apartment.

When I was younger I saw
My daddy cry
And curse at the wind.

She started with the chorus of the familiar song. Smiling contently, I listened to her continue the song.

That was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist.

But darling you are
The only exception
You are the only exception.
You are the only exception.

I closed my eyes with a smile on my face, letting her voice lull me back to sleep.