the cards that life deals you {camren}

ten

A peppy blonde arrived hours early to the party with three obnoxiously large helium balloons, a bouquet of flowers, and a mini cake. A bright smile illuminated her baby-like face and her deep dimples seemed permanent from how hard the short girl was smiling. Ally was dressed in an emerald floral dress with matching green heels and when asked about the color, since Ally was more a fan of pink, she said that it was to match Lauren's eyes.

Once Ally put the small cake in the kitchen and placed the balloons and flowers in Lauren's bedroom, the dark haired girl placed her finger beneath Ally's chin and tilted her head up to place a sound kiss on her glossed lips in appreciation. The blonde giggled and leaned up once more to kiss Lauren's cheek before she sat on the pale girl's bed and bounced a little from the force.

"So, I talked to Camila yesterday." Lauren began as she sat down against her headboard before she pulled Ally against her side.

"Oh, yay! How'd it go?" Her high pitched voice floated from beside the green eyed girl.

"We're good now." Lauren started, and then proceeded to tell Ally everything that happened when he went to go visit the youngest Cabello.

Ally's face was stoic by the time that Lauren finished and eventually the green eyed girl noticed and asked what was wrong.

"Nowhere in there did you say she apologized. Lauren, she was gone for eight years! Five of which she was completely MIA. How do you just let her off the hook that easily?"

Lauren blinked at the blonde in shock, because Ally was rarely ever got angry.

Thinking back on it, Lauren did begin to think that maybe she had been too lenient with the Cuban, but she wasn't surprised. It was so easy to forgive someone you were in love with, and Lauren loved Camila more than most things. After several tense seconds in silence, Lauren finally let the words sink in.

"You think she was just saying that stuff?" Lauren asked with a vulnerability that was only for Ally to see.

The blonde rolled her eyes in irritation.

"She didn't say anything beside a bunch of bullshit!"

Lauren's eyebrows rose at the smaller girl's language, but Ally was right. Camila spouted off a pretty story, but in the end nothing was truly solved. It was the kind of double talk she used on relationships she had no interest in, but wanted to keep the person wrapped around her finger. Would Camila do that to her? God, she really hoped not.

At around seven, people began to file in. Lauren wasn't surprised that it had turned into the type of party where you invite fifteen people and nearly fifty show up. Her years of popularity prepared her for those types of situations, so she gathered up the people that she actually knew and moved the real party down into the basement while the other teenagers partied upstairs.

The music vibrated in her chest with the bass down as low as it could get, soon after the liquor was out, everyone started to get a bit handsy and Lauren, Ally, and a guy named Bellamy whom Lauren thought was pretty cool, were grinding against each other to the music. When green eyes finally opened to scan the room, she saw Camila walking down the stairs in a semi formal dress and heels that probably cost as much as the diamond necklace Lauren had around her neck. She watched with a smirk as those brown eyes took in the surprising scene before her.

Lauren could only imagine what Camila thought of seeing a room full of horny teenagers and bottles of expensive wine out on nearly every surface. Once Camila's gaze found hers, Lauren sent a taunting smirk just as Ally began to kiss on her neck. The dark haired girl was sandwiched between Derek and the blonde, neither of which noticed that they had an audience. Soon enough, she heard someone to her right ask their friend,