eighteen

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Camila had wanted to spend the night, not wanting to go home to her parents. I had said yes, even though she has no pajama's to wear. I offered her to wear one of my t-shirts and some sweatpants, even though they will be baggy. She had said yes.

"Uh, I can sleep on the couch, if you want?" I offered as we both now stood in my room. Camila had her hair tied up in a messy bun now, wearing my The 1975 sweatshirt and some grey sweatpants. Everything was big on her, but it made her look cute.

"No - no, " Camila denied. "We can sleep in the same bed, Y/N. Not like we haven't done it before."

I opened my, then closed it. Camila realized how inappropriate that must've sounded, and started to giggle.

"Not like that," she laughed. "Now c'mon. Get in the damn bed."

I lightly laughed and shook my head, getting on my side, and Camila getting on the other. The lamp on the nightstand was still on, giving us some source of light. We were both now laying down, side by side.

"Reese likes you," I commented, breaking the silence. "You two really hit it off."

"Yeah," Camila smiled a bit. "She's cool. I like her."

I smiled, turning on my side to look at Camila, her doing the same. She had taken the bun out of her hair now, letting it fall down her back and shoulders. I smiled a bit, looking into her chocolate brown eyes.

"What?" Camila mumbled, slightly blushing at me staring at her. "Do I have something on my face?"

"No," I shook my head, brushing a strand of her hair out of her face. "You're just really, really beautiful."

Camila grinned, her teeth showing as she smiled. She then leaned in, pressing a light kiss to my lips. I kissed her back, our lips moving together. I sat up, as did Camila, and she hesitantly climbed onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. I placed my hands on her waist, steadying her.

"Be my girlfriend,"

I broke apart from the kiss and stared at Camila, my eyes slightly wide. Camila's eyes were also widened, shocked at her previous statement.

"What?"

"I said - " she inhaled sharply, "Be my girlfriend."

I stared at Camila for a moment, then smiled, "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah," I whispered, nodding. "I'll be your girlfriend."

Camila smiled again, kissing me. I then laid down on my back, Camila still meeting my lips. I held her close as we still kissed, my hands traveling a little down south. I let my right hand stay on her butt, but I didn't squeeze it. I'm not sure if we're gonna have sex tonight or not. Don't get me wrong, I would love to have sex with Camila, but I want more than sex from her, I want an actual relationship. And I'm thinking, she wants the same, I'm hoping, at least.

Camila's lips removed from mine, and then pressed to my jawline, lightly trailing her kisses down to my neck. I felt her leaving a hickey, which caused me to lightly moaned, and my hand to squeeze her ass, causing her to moan against my neck.

"Are we gonna do this tonight?" I whispered, causing her to pull away and lock eyes with me.

"Do you want to?" she whispered back.

"Only if you do," I said. "I don't wanna pressure you into doing anything you don't want to."

"Then I want to," she nodded. "I picture us together, Y/N. And even though we literally just made it official," she lightly laughed. "I felt like we've been dating since you've got here."

"So about three weeks?" I questioned, chuckling as I did so.

She rolled her eyes, but nodded with a smile, "Yes. About three weeks."

I swallowed, "Then let's do this."

*

"Why do I have to sit in the back?"

"Because Camila is in the front,"

"So?"

"She's my girlfriend," I announced, causing Reese to silently squeal.

Camila shot me a smile, then grinned at Reese.

"I knew I heard something last night," Reese teased, causing Camila and I both to blush. "You two just confirmed it."

I shook my head and laughed, pulling into the parking-lot of the school. Camila had bothered my grey sweatshirt, wearing her jeans from yesterday with it. Reese smiled at Camila and I one last time before getting out and walking away.

"So," Camila said. "Are we gonna make it public?"

"I'd like to," I nodded. "Do you?"

"Hell yeah," Camila giggled.

I smiled as we got out of my car, me locking it. When Camila and I both rounded the car, we interlaced our fingers. I glanced down, still smiling as we walked into the school. Our arms were touching at how close we were, and I was loving every second of it.

"I'll see you in a few minutes?" We paused at my locker, since it was closer.

Camila nodded, "Yeah," she smiled. "Can I uh, kiss you?"

She shyly ducked her head, probably blushing. I smiled a bit, my heart warming at her cuteness. I gently lifted her chin, causing her to look up at me. I pressed a tender kiss onto her lips, closing my eyes as I did so. Camila kissed back, and our kiss was broke by me smiling.

"Oh, my, god! You two - ah! When?" Dinah practically shouted, walking towards us.

I lightly laughed, "Last night."

"Congratulations," Normani approached us, wrapping her arm around Dinah's waist. "I'm happy for you two."

"We're talking about this later," Dinah sang to Camila, walking away with Normani, causing both of us to laugh.

"Alright," I laughed. "Go to your locker and get your stuff for English. Don't wanna be late."

Camila smiled and pecked me on the lips one last time, then walking away. I smiled, shaking my head, then turning to open my locker. As I got my stuff, someone leaned against the locker next to mine.

"Finally together, huh?"

"Yeah," I nodded, shutting my locker. "That's alright, right?"

Lauren nodded, then shrugged, "Why wouldn't it be?"

"Because you two have history, obviously," I mentioned. "And you're my friend."

Lauren shrugged again, "So? And like you said, it's history. In the past," she glanced up. "But if things get serious between you two, you do know you're gonna have to tell her, right?"

I took a deep breath, then exhaled, "Yeah," I muttered. "Trust me, I know."

***

ayyee

y/n and camila are finally official - and they've already had sex! that was mighty fast, yes? and again, is lauren actually over camila? what do you guys think?

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-gracie

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