Lauren p.o.v
"No, I'm giving you extra because you said you could pay extra. Not so you can just have some for free. Do you know how much this shit costs!" I screamed at my client pushing my hands further against his throat surely to leave a pink print (lol nicki) in its wake.
"No Lauren! I can pay extra but not the amount your looking!" He said attempting to pry my hands off him but failing.
"You have until Friday for you to give me double of what you owe me today. Got it? Or you know the consequences." I said letting go of him and stalking back to my car.
On my way back to apartment I decide to stop at a small store and pick up some more paint. I go in the store after locking my car and going straight to the paint aisle. I graze the pads of my tan fingers across the pastel colors until I land on a pastel pink color and decide that this and a couple brushes would do for tonight.
"Alright that will be $12.30." The brown haired boy speaks.
I hand him the money silently and take my change and walk back out to my car and drive back home.
I immediately head to my art room when I arrive back at home and start to play 'Chocolate' by The 1975 on my vintage record player and begin to tie my hair up and put on my art smock. I set a medium sized canvas down on my easel and dip into the pastel pink I bought and begin to paint something. I don't know what it is, but I guess we will find out.
After countless hours go by and about 2 of The 1975 albums later, I am in utter shock when I finally reveal what I have painted.
It's a whole background of that pink pastel color but somewhere along the way, black and white and other colors get mixed in to make a side/front view of Camila with a backpack on and braids and small daisy behind her. Where did this come from?
I know that if anybody were to see this, they would automatically start some shit that I am NOT in the mood for. So I shove the painting in the closest of the art room and turn off my lamp and go straight into my bedroom. I plug in my phone and go take a shower and when I come out, I only put on a thong and don't bother sleeping with anything else on. I'm quick to fall asleep and see the dreams I once lived.
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Camila p.o.v
It's 3am and I don't know why I'm walking around the park at this time but I feel like I need to.
I can't seem to get the image of Lauren out of my head and I don't know what that means. I'm so confused about my feelings and I don't know how to control it. All I know is that when Lauren talks, I want to sit and listen to her and watch the way her eyebrows curve when she is talking about something that is meaningful to her and how words of wisdom leak and flow carelessly and fluently off her pink lips.
"Didn't think I'd see you here at this time." A voice juts out from behind me and I almost scream until I recognize the tone.
"Shit Lauren you scared me." I said grabbing my chest and feeling my heart pound from being startled but also at the sight Lauren with her hair down and her green eyes twinkling in the moonlight.
"Sorry Camz." She said laughing and coming to sit by me on the park bench.
"So tell me, why isn't the gorgeous Camila Cabello getting her beauty sleep? If it's even possible for you to get even more pretty." Lauren said trying to find my dark brown eyes in the pale moonlight.
"Couldn't sleep for some reason." I said trying to hide the fact that her last comment has such an effect on me.
"And you?" I said again.
"Same. Bad dreams actually." She said looking down.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked looking at her.
"Not really. I'm not in the mood to talk about my fucked up past." Lauren said leaning back and putting all her weight on her two hands.
"Sometimes you have to talk about the past to listen for the future." I said twirling the ring around my finger.
"Who are you? Edgar Allen Poe?" Lauren said smiling.
"No, but I've had my share of bad memories and dreams and I just know what helped me." I spoke.
"Well, I don't think I'm ready to talk about it or listen or think of the scars that went along with it." She ssaid sighing.
"Everyone comes with scars Lauren. You have to learn to love them away." I said grabbing her hand and holding it in mine. I tried not to let the fact that I felt so much heat rise from where our hands connected to my cheeks show too much but it was so hard when you have a pair of vibrant green eyes looking into your own.
"What are you doing to me." Lauren whispered eyes flicking from my eyes to my lips.
"I-i don't know." I said copying her actions. What is going on?
Lauren just closed her eyes and sighed before standing up and wiping off her butt.
"Can I take you to lunch tomorrow? Just us?" Lauren said with hints of hope flashing through her eyes.
"Yes, I'd like that a lot." I said standing up and copying Lauren actions of wiping off her butt.
"Good. I'll pick you up at 1?" Lauren said.
"Perfect." I said.
I was kind of hoping Lauren would do something but the anticipation was killing me so I just went and hugged her and planted a kiss on her cheek.
"See you tomorrow Lauren." I said beginning to walk away.
"Bye Camila." She spoke.
I got back home and shut the door and pressed my back against the door and smiling like an idiot. Wow.
I don't know if that was her asking me on a date and I don't care as long as I'm around her. At this point, I don't know what's going on with me but I do know how I feel around Lauren and I like it. I want it to keep going all the time. I push myself off the door and walk into the dining room and jump and scared when I see Dinah sitting on the counter with her left leg crossed over the other and her hands nearly placed on her lap.
"Fuck Dinah!" I screamed at her.
"Where were you." She asked calm.
"Walking around the park!" I said still trying to breathe.
"With who?" she asked.
"Nobody! It was me and then Lauren showed up." I said finally getting my heart beat normal again.
"Are you sure you don't like her." Dinah said hopping off the counter and walking to me.
"Honestly, I don't know anymore D. I thought I knew how I felt about my, you know, sexuality, but Lauren makes that all float away and I like it and the way she makes me feel is just indescribable and I-"
"Bitch you like her!" Dinah said smiling and hugging me. "So don't let your mind come in the way of how you feel about her!"
"She asked me on a date tomorrow." I said smiling slightly.
"What?!" Dinah squealed.
"Oh my god D, Chill!" I said.
"Lauren hasn't been on a date since her last girlfriend." Dinah spoke. "5 years ago." She added.
"Well then I guess that makes both of us." I said laughing.
"Well, I'll help you pick out your outfit tomorrow! But this bitch needs her sleep." Dinah said walking back into her room.
I laugh and walk back into my room and fall asleep to the thought of a certain black haired girl with green eyes and soft cheeks...
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A/n Ok so I legit cried writing this chapter and if you don't find the song reference plz go buy 7/27 on iTunes and then think about what you've been doing wrong the past month. Ok love!
