stubborn love [c.l]

4.

The big house was wrapped in silence when Lauren showed up.

"Taylor I'm back."

The living room was empty, so with a smile she headed for the kitchen. The person she was looking for was sitting on one of the stools, eating a large bowl of ice cream. Her long black hair like hers, were tied in a long braid, while the brown and deep eyes shone with happiness.

"I'm back." She said again with a smile as she made her entrance into the room.

"Lauren!" The little girl jumped off the stool.

"How was your first day of school, Taylor?"

"I met a lot of children, the teacher was great, I got a lot of friends, the activities were beautiful -"

The mother of the two entered the room and shook her head, smiling.

Clara sat, quietly, trying to not interrupt them.

"And Lauren, how was your first day?" The woman had taken advantage of the moment of silence.

"All right." She replied with a smile. "They were all very friendly, the teachers have already given me a tutor." She said with a laugh "And the students seemed to have seen some kind of celebrity, they looked at me all the time." She continued thoughtfully.

"I think it's normal." Clara assured her "You're new. Probably they were trying to figure out what group you will be part, the cheerleaders, football players, nerds, that stuff there. "

"How do you know these things?" Lauren asked confused.

"I have been to high school" The woman reminded in a soft voice "I know how it works, thank God I was a cheerleader, I've never had any problems."

"Do you think I should try to enter the cheerleaders?" She asked to her mother.

Clara turned to her, leaning lazily on the sink shelf "You could." She replied "But maybe you should concentrate first on recovering the months that you missed."

"Yeah, I'll think about it." She smiled "Oh and mom, I'm going to a party tonight if thats okay with you."

"Of course baby, but don't get drunk."

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James lifted his glass of cola to his mouth, taking a long sip. He looked around a little 'bored, while his feets were moving rhythmically to the music.

He was there for almost two hours and was fully enjoying the evening, though there was no one with him.

Camila and Shawn had spent the evening around the room, dancing, drinking, and he was quite sure they were torturing some poor boy. As for his girlfriend, she had sent him a message telling him that she was not feeling well, and for that night she would pass.

And so here he was, on Friday night, alone and drinking a simple coke.

But he didn't care, he preferred to be alone to enjoy music in peace, rather than endure the presence of the Latina and the Canadian, who would have spend the night trying to convince him to torture someone.

"What are you drinking?" Shawn asked him.

"Coca." James replied plate, continuing to look around without giving it too much importance.

Shawn looked back at him with a raised eyebrow "Are you serious?" He asked.

"The service in this place really sucks." Camila complained getting their attention. "I want to drink."

"As you wish my Latin bomb." He said, rising and gesturing a small bow before heading to the bar.

"I'm not yours." The girl said.

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Lauren tried to make her way among the people.

She remembered that she had been invited by the extravagant boy named Shawn, but she was not able to see him in the midst of that mass of people, and she certainly did not want to be alone in a place she did not know.

The black-haired girl turned around and saw him.

Shane stared at her before smiling "Hey, welcome beautiful, if you want to dance ill'be here." He said with a grin.

"You're nice but no thanks" Lauren said with a weird face.

Then after giving her another look, he walked away briskly.

"God, it was fantastic!" Alex said, making his way toward Lauren with his friends.

"I think this is the first time ever that someone puts to rest Mendes." Dinah ascertained with a smile.

"Cheers." They all said in chorus by butting bottles and glasses.

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Camila looked toward the bar, Shawn was nowhere to be seen. She was bored.

Ariana that night had decided not to show up, so she found herself alone.

She headed for the dance floor, looking at the new girl that was wreaking on the track with a Football Player, dancing with a mastery that she had never seen, without realizing it, she was enchanted by the movements of her body.

She saw the boy take her by the hips, and then she followed the movement.

Lauren bringed her hands behind the boy's neck, touching it with the tip of her fingers.

The venue was filled with applause, while the black-haired girl and her partner, moved away from the dance floor to join their friends. She saw the boy take another girl in his arms, kissing her passionately, while the others were pleasantly surprised by their skills as dancers.

Camila couldn't help but keep watching the quirky girl, before a familiar arm touched her shoulders, making her shiver of pleasure. Pleasure that had nothing to do with the person who had just touched her, it was all the fault of that dance.

"You okay?" Shawn asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Is your car far away?" She asked hoarsely.

"No .." he said tilting his head.

"Then let's go." She said briskly.

They set the glasses completely full on a table, she took Shawn's hand in hers and dragged him out of there. She needed relief and Shawn was perfect for it.

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Shawn leaned on the mattress, and put his arms behind his neck, closing his eyes, trying to regain control of his body, while the person next to him was doing the same thing. The silence of the room was broken only by the irregularity of their breaths.

"Your mother is not there?" She asked, looking at the white ceiling.

"No, she'll spend the night out." He replied, looking to her 'It 's a bit late to worry about it, don't you think?" He asked, chuckling.

"It 's still early, why do not you stay a little more?" Then he asked rhetorically.

Camila looked at him.

'I loved you.' She thought 'I loved you so much.'

There was a moment in their relationship, where the Latina had loved him with all her being. She remembered being completely lost for that crazy Canadian with muscles. She knew that for some people their relationship was really surreal, everyone knew that it was a facade, held up because terrorizing boys and girls was best done in couple.

The Latina closed their lips together, pulling him by his neck, tying to not think about the new girl.

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