Chapter 2

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It has been two months since the girls met Nevaeh and she has been in the studio everyday. She and Camila are inseparable. It is surprising the bond they share. Camila hardly ever puts her down. Mila makes sure she is always close by when they are recording a song so she can keep an eye on her.

"Mila. She is tired. She needs a nap. And she can't really do that here with all the loud noises." Normani tried pleading with her. Lauren rubbed her hand. "She's right Camz. Let Mani take her to her dressing room. Nevy loves to sleep on that couch." Camila sighed. "I guess you're right. Just be careful with her Manibear." She said, handing the girl over to the teenager.
"I always am" and with that she skipped down the hall.

When Cece's song started Lauren laid her head on Camila's shoulder and rolled her eyes at Cece like she does. Those actions to her were just a natural habit. They started talking in the background completely ignoring Cece. Lauren sighed happily. "You are the first girl I let be in her life besides Normani and Dinah" Camila raised an eyebrow. "Really?". Lauren once again sighed loudly. "Camz she is 6. She is super sensitive and gets easily attached to people. I didn't want to see her getting her heart broken by someone she loves abandoning her. I only trust you with her because I trust you with myself probably more then any girls I know. Well except Normani."
Camila give a curious face. "Why didn't you think you could tell me and Ally sooner even though Mani and Dinah already know." Lauren sighed. "We were on a nation wide competition. I didn't want to expose her to that just yet. And I was a little nervous of what you would think of me."

Camila shook her head. "We can never think bad of you. You are our best friend and we love you no matter what." Lauren looked down shyly and started shuffeling her feet. "I know that now. I was just apprehensive I guess. To have more people in her life if this didnt work out." Camila made her look into her eyes. "I promise I'll do everything in my power not to leave you guys if its that last thing I do. And if you want to stop whatever we have I will still be big part of her life for as long as she wants me to be."

Lauren shook her head. "I can't let you do something like that. You should enjoy being young and having freedom. You shouldn't be tied down raising a child who isn't even yours. Especially if you don't have to in the first place." Camila sighed. "Lauren Michele you need to realize I want to help you. I want to be a father to her if she will let me. And I'm pretty sure she will. It is was my own decision. I've only known her two months and she already feels like she is my own daughter. I feel like my life now has purpose to it. And if she later decides to call me Mommy or something along those lines I will be the happiest girl in the world." Lauren smiled and lifted her head softly. "Why do you have to be so fucking prefect?" She leaned in to kiss her only to be interrupted by a loud voice.

She turned. "Nevaeh! What are you doing up? You are supposed to be sleeping." Nevaeh smirks. "Lo siento mamá. Bueno , en realidad no".
Normani ran in, obviously out of breath. "She wanted to stay up to watch you and skip the nap." Lauren picked up Nevaeh. "Auntie Mani gave you sugar didn't she?" Nevaeh nodded. "A coke slushy to be exact,"
Lauren sighs, "What have I said Mani? Give her no sugar" Camila raised her hand. "Wait, what's wrong with giving her some sugar?" Normani giggled. "When she has sugar she is more hyper then you usually are." Lauren continued. "And I have a feeling when you two get together it is going to be double trouble." Camila took Nevaeh from Lauren, "Someone more hyper then me? I didn't think that was even possible." She kissed her little girl's hair. "Aren't you a little terror"
Lauren laughed at the joke, hoping she would crash soon.

A/N: So this is my first fic tell me what y'all think. Changed some parts to make the grammer better but exactly the same from the original otherwise.

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