21:44 ♡ camren

chapter 3

Camila's pov

"Lauren? I messed up, I'm sorry. Please don't be mad: I wished so hard I could've met you, I promise. Laur, please pick up." I leave the 33rd message on Lauren's phone and wait. And wait and wait and wait.
Then, suddenly, my ringtone pierced through the air. I jump up and read it name. It's Lauren.
"Lo? Please listen. I packed a bag an-"
"Camz, I'm so sorry," she says, cutting me off.
"Huh? No. I'm sorry."
"Camila, do you promise to listen to me? There's something important I have to tell you."
"Uh, okay."
"Good. Go to The White Hart hotel. Now," she orders
"But-"
"Don't argue. Just do it." And she hangs up.

-

I reach the hotel just over 5 minutes later. I'm just about to go inside when I hear her voice louder than a firework.
"Camila! Camz!" She's here. I spin around quickly to see her charging down the street towards me. Her face a natural beauty, her hair flying out behind her. My girlfriend. Lauren. Jauregui.
I start running, yelling out her name, not caring who hears my shouts. I reach her a few seconds later and she holds me, while we both cry. Tears are running down my face, and I look up at her.
"Lo," I say, holding her face in my hands. "It's good to see you," I finish, stupidly, because I'm not just happy that she's paid me a surprise visit when I thought she was mad at me. No, I'm not just over-the-moon by holding her in my arms.

I am so fucking ecstatic that Lauren Jauregui is here with me right now, that my tears are falling faster than I've ever known them to fall before. My breath has sped up 100 times faster than normal. My cheeks hurt from smiling and laughing, although I've only been smiling for 30 seconds. But my smile is so big, it's paining me. I can't explain it: but trust me. If you ever meet Lauren Jauregui; if you ever see her in her actual real-life form, don't waste it.

She's even more beautiful close up.

-

We spend all day together. Of course we do. We go in and out of shops, not necessarily spending anything but trying on the clothes and laughing when we realised how ridiculous we looked. Spending time with Lauren was even better than I'd imagined. We went to Starbucks of course and then we went back to mine. I took a deep breath before opening the door.
"Wait here," I told Lauren, before running upstairs. I quickly scribbles a note for my mom, grabbed some money and some clothes in a bag, and ran back downstairs.

Dear mom,
I've gone to spend some time out the house for a bit, thought I'd try and be more independent. I've got a place in a hotel and enough money to keep me for about a week. Just doing some adventuring. Back soon and will keep you updated.
Karla x

"Ready?" Lauren asks, and I nod slowly.
"Never been readier."
I walk out of my house, my life, and lock the door.

sorry it's short, im really busy and thought i should upload SOMETHING. so yeah, sorry.