I See You. (Camren)

Chapter Thirty Three.

Lauren. 

*3 Months Later* 

"LAUREN DON'T YOU DARE" Camila screams standing on the opposite side of the coffee table. 

"Or what?" I grin reaching over but she quickly jumps backwards. 

"NO, I've got to pick Harmony up in thirty minutes" She says holding her hands up. 

"So" I grin slowly creeping around the table. 

"So I can't walk in there covered in pen" She says holding her arms up as defence. 

"I'm sure they won't mind" I grin grabbing her waist and quickly drawing a pink line down her arm, before running away. 

"Oh you are so dead Jauregui" 

I throw my head back in laughter and run into the kitchen. 

"You can run, but you can't hide" Camila says entering the kitchen. 

"Wow Camz, how many times has that line been used?" I laugh. 

"I don't care, it's still affective" She says pouncing towards me and hitting me right on the cheek with the tip of a green felt tip pen. 

"You did not just draw on my face" I narrow my eyes at her. 

"Oh but I did" She stands there smugly. 

I quickly wrap my arm around her waist and pull her tight against my body, while I write on her forehead, as she tries to squirm out of my arms. 

"The more you squirm the messier it will look" I scold her and that gets her to stand still, I grin in defeat and finish writing, adding a heart for good measure. 

"What did you do?" She glares. 

"Go take a look" I smile. 

She huffs and walks out of the kitchen towards the mirror in the living room, I stand in the doorway watching her as she reads her forehead, she turns to me with a smile. 

"I do" She nods. 

"Even though I wrote on your forehead?" I ask. 

"Yes, because you're going to let me write it on yours now" She grins. 

"Oh hell no I ain't" I laugh and run towards the bedroom with Camila chasing after me. 

Though my room choice clearly wasn't a very good option, because she had me pinned to the bed in seconds, the pen hovering above my forehead. 

"Any last words Jauregui?" She asks. 

"Write on me baby" I grin up at her. 

She shakes her head and proceeds to write across my forehead, moving down to my cheeks. 

"Hey that's not fair" I say trying to grab her hand, but she just giggles and dodges my moves, continuing with her work. 

"What did you write?" I ask. 

"I'm in love with Camila Cabello" She grins down at me. 

"I know what's on my forehead Camz, what's on my cheeks" I glare up at her. 

"I'm whipped" She beams down at me. 

"You little shit" I flip her over and begin tickling her. 

"AAAH LAUREN NO STOP" She squirms beneath me. 

I grin and take the pen from her hand lifting up her shirt. 

"What are you doing?" She asks trying to sit up and look but I quickly push her back down.