The Collision

Chapter fourteen: Who are you?

Lauren's POV

-Memory-

"Stop!" I dug my hands deeper into her sides.

"Why should I stop?" I straddled her lap and looked down at her, deciding it was about time to give her a break from the tickling torture I had been making her go through for the past five minutes.

"Because you love me!" I smiled because it was true. I love her. Mt heart swelled with happiness. I lowered myself and kissed her lips softly.

"I love you, so so much." I told her, and kissed her once more. "In fact, I don't think I'll ever finish falling in love with you."

-Memory End-

I blinked rapidly. "Camila?" I said. I was confused as to how I knew her name, but somehow what I just had seen felt like a memory. I remembered her. How? I'm not sure. She tried pulling her had away from mine, but I held on tighter.

"Hug her." A voice said from behind. Camila successfully pulled her hand away from mine and we both looked into her room.

"Ally, what's-"

"Camila, hug her." Before I had time to react, The girl in front of me pulled me into a tight embrace. It all began to darken once again.

(An: Everything in Italics is a memory)

Camila and I laid in bed. "Lauren?" She said.

"Yeah?" Camila sat up against the head board and I crawled onto her lap. Camila instantly began to play with my hair.

"I think you were meant for me. Like; you were meant to find me when you did, even though it was during such a bad situation. It's just like- met you when I needed you the most. When my life was literally in danger and I needed a guardian angel to show me all of the good when I was blinded by evil. Lauren you taught me to love every inch of me. But most importantly you taught me how to love." I looked up at her. Camila was staring straight ahead, but my eyes were glued to her. I sat up and gently took her chin between my fingers, and kissed her tenderly.

"I thought of that too, although I would've liked to met you under different circumstances." Camila opened her eyes slowly.

"I guess that what I'm trying to say, is - thank you for carrying my heart this far, even if it has been the biggest burden of your life." My eyebrows furrowed. I sat up directly in front of her.

"Look at me." Camila's eyes darted from the wall to my eyes. "I want to hold your hand while crossing the road. I want to cling in your arms while we stroll in the groceries. I want to hug you at every special moment of your life. I want to kiss your lips —taste your mouth whenever you're down. I want to be with you every day, Camila. I want to be the first person you see in the morning, the last person you see before you sleep. I want you for the rest of my life, endlessly." I had gotten so caught up on trying to show her she was no burden to me, that I didn't realize the tears streaming down her eyes. "Oh my god I'm sorry, did I say something? I didn't mean to-" She kissed me.

-

Camila let go of me.

"What the hell is happening?" I asked, confused and freaked out about what was happening and to what I was seeing. W were both crying at this point, but I didn't care. I wanted answers.

"You are remembering." Camila said. I stepped back.

"You cant remember something that didn't happen. That never happened. I don't fucking know you, a-and I don't know how the hell you did that, but none of those things happened. I don't know what the hell is going on!" I began walking away but felt a burst of air crash against my back, and I fell to the floor.

Camila's POV

"What did you do?!" I asked Ally. She looked at me, and took my hand. Ally pulled me into the bedroom and shut the balcony doors, and pulled the curtains.

"Ally! Tell me what happened! And what did you do to her?!" Ally looked at me.

"Sit down." I rolled my eyes.
"Sit down." Her voice was stern and demanding. I sat on the bed.

"The reason She had to leave was because that would happen. That's the loophole, Camila. Every time you make skin to skin contact with her, she remembers something. The only way for her to remember everything would be kissing her."  She told me.

"You do realize we are going to school with her, there's bound to be contact." I said angrily.

"We aren't here to rekindle your relationship, Camila, we're here to protect Lauren." Okay ouch?

"Get out." I said. Ally walked out of the bedroom.