It's been going on for a few months, now. The kisses and the innocent touches. They didn't mean anything—well, that's what Lauren thought. She was straight after all. To Camila, the kissing and touching meant everything. She thought that if she continued to kiss Lauren, the green eyed girl would magically fall in love with her and everything would be happy. But somewhere inside her mind, she knew that would never happen. She knew her best friend didn't swing that way, and she knew she never would.
They were laying on Camila's couch, casually making out. They never did more than make out, sometimes over-the-clothes-touching would come into play. But nothing more.
Lauren rolled off of Camila, panting. "Damn Camz, that is one talented mouth!" Lauren laughed, wrapping her arms around the smaller girl's waist.
Camila blushed furiously, burying her face in the older girl's neck.
Lauren cleared her throat, sighing. "I hope after all this is over...it won't be awkward between us." She murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind the brown eyed girl's ear.
Camila smiled, pulling the blanket over the pair. "It'll only be as awkward as you make it. Besides, we didn't waste all these years annoying the shit out of each other, did we?"
Lauren shook her head, snuggling closer to the younger latina. "No way."
A/N: im probably going to finish this within a matter of days lmao.
it's so short but oh well.
short but sweet.
maybe.
adios
-m
