Don't Spin the Bottle || Camren

Don't Spin the Bottle

I wrote this listening to Hearts Don't Break Around Here by Ed Sheeran. Hope you enjoy ❤️

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ONE SHOT

It all starts when Lauren refuses to kiss Camila.

It happens when they are in the house of a friend of a friend (probably Camila's, definitely not Lauren's) and it is Lauren's turn to spin the bottle.

Some random poor drunk girl suggested to play Spin the Bottle when they were running out of alcohol to drink and since there are just girls in this party —a party that is dying, by the way—, no one disagreed with the suggestion because well, girls.

That has to be enough, right?

So they have been playing for a while and when it is Lauren's turn to spin the bottle, she hopes she gets to kiss some cute girl that is in the circle around the bottle and never think about it again like it always happens.

The bottle spins for four seconds before it lands on Camila, the girl who is beside Dinah, Lauren's best friend.

Bright green eyes meet warm brown ones and Lauren recognizes immediately the petulant smirk curving the girl's lips that make Lauren fight back the urge to roll her eyes. The smug grin is still on Camila's lips while she teasingly licks them in preparation, so Lauren doesn't think twice before she reaches for the bottle to spin it again.

Whatever.

The reaction causes many of other girls around the circle gasp in surprise because one, no one has ever denied Camila a kiss, and two, Lauren doesn't even seem bothered by the fact that Camila is practically burning a hole in her temple once she notices the bottle spinning again.

"Wait, wait, wait," Camila says, stopping the bottle mid-spin and kneeling in front of it to look at Lauren properly. "You can't just do that," she protests with furrowed eyebrows and parted lips.

"I think I just did," Lauren replies shrugging carelessly one of her shoulders. Over the months she has gained some respect amongst her classmates and teammates, so Lauren knows that no one will dare to tell her something.

Except for Camila, of course.

"But you have to kiss me, those are the rules," Camila insists, not looking away from Lauren's eyes.

(Except to look at Lauren's lips, Lauren does notice that.)

"Well, I'd rather kiss someone else, no offense," Lauren shrugs again, gaining a few chuckles around the circle that make Camila's blood boil in her veins.

Or that is what it looks like.

Camila opens her mouth in protest again, not noticing that the bottle has stopped on the girl beside her, who just happen to be her friend, Hailee. She watches Lauren with wide eyes and an open mouth and she doesn't take her eyes away from the black-haired girl as Lauren kneels in front of her to place her hand on Hailee's neck and pull her closer until she can kiss the girl fully on the lips.

Lauren takes Hailee's bottom lip between her own, softly traces her tongue along the tender skin, letting her lips linger for a moment too long before she is pulling back with a satisfied smirk once she is done. "There we go," she says, sitting back on the spot beside her best friend.