Camren - one shots

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Lauren pov
The darkness takes over my vision as I wake up. I turn to the clock beside me, red light shine as it reads "7:52am" I groan in annoyance, reminding myself I work later today. I roll over landing my hand, surprising myself, an empty spot. I felt the warmth of the pillow and sheets beside me, and questioned where Camila was. I quickly for up, wrapping myself in my blanket.

"Camz," I whisper, afraid what my voice will sound like since I just woken up. The flashlight on my phone guides me, as ears listen for any possible sign she's still here. "Camz?" I whisper once more when I reached the kitchen. Where is she?

"Mil-oh shit!" I jump in surprise as I scan the living room. "You scared me Camila." I shakily said.

"Sorry," she spoke.

I look beside her, a suitcase glued to her side and a carry on bag in her hand. I look at her once more, but this time her eyes fell to the floor.

"Lauren," she whispers.

"Wh-what are you doing?" I whine, pathetically.

"I can't do th-" my anger interrupts her.

"You can't do what?!" My voice was rose, and the heat my veins inside has caused from being angry, began to burn my chest..my heart. "You can't leave me. You can't possibly be leaving me," I laugh.

She's try's to say something, I can see it.. But her tears bring resistance.

"Why are you crying?" I whisper to her, closing the gap between us.

"Lauren I, I can't do it anymore."

"What do you mean you can't do it anymore? You can't be with me anymore? Is that what you're saying?" I question in actual confusion. She can't leave me. Just the thought makes my heart burst into tears.

"I'm sorry," she whimpered.

"I'm sorry? That's all you have to say?"

"I can't hide it anymore. I'm exhausted of trying." She releases the bag in her hand, and wipes her face.

"So you're breaking up with me?"

"I'm breaking up with the group." She says, as she wasn't hurt by it. As if she wasn't as hurt as I am right now.

"You're what?"

"Lauren, I love you..you kn-"

I gasp for air, air that I couldn't even find in the room. "If you love me..." I stuttered. "If you loved me you wouldn't go."

"I'm leaving because I love you."

"That doesn't even make sense Camila! You can't leave!"

"Lauren I'm sorry."

"Stop fucking say that!" I raise my voice, throwing my phone in anger. I watch as she jumps in surprise. "I'm tired of it Camila! First you wanted me now you don't! For fuck sakes we just slept together last night!"

"Lauren, I can't take this anymore! We both know we don't deserve to be hidden!"

"Then don't be hidden Camila! You're leaving like a coward." The space between us has been filled, not noticing how close I was to her face. Her red eyes filled with tears made me weak. "I love you," I break down.

"I love you too Lauren." Her lips pulled upward for a plot second, bringing me into a hug. "I'm sorry."

"You can't leave me Camz," my tears have choked me, and the warmth she brought no longer felt comfortable. "Please don't leave me."

"Lauren.."

I break the embrace and grab her face gently, "please Camila," was the last thing I said before pulling her into a kiss. A passionate kiss. One I haven't felt in a long time. The kiss...it felt like our hearts were stitching themselves together. Like the broken parts were connecting. It was like our souls were leaving our bodies. I laid her down on the couch, our lips never leaving one another. Her shirt came off first, along with her pants. I, shortly following. Our lips departed, and my lips landed on her neck...then to her chest...down to her stomach.

"Lauren-" she moans.

I glided my hand down her body, my lips now reaching her core. I work my tongue in ways I've never before. In ways I've wanted to, was going to..but now won't be able to. I listen to gasp of air she takes when I enter a finger inside of her. I grip her hips as she bucks them forward, my hand leaving goosebumps on her. I enjoyed making her feel this way. I wanted to keep making her feel this way.

"Faster-" she moans. "Please,"

"Look at me," I say, looking up at her. I watch as her eyelids open and her big, brown eyes stared down at me. "Watch me do this to you," I whisper. She nodded, fisting my hair with her hand. My tongue works around her clit, and my fingers inside her curl in her favourite spot. I can tell she's close. She's struggles to make my fingers go faster, but I don't want them to. I don't want it to end. Because I know she she notices this was a mistake..she will leave.

"faster Lauren.." she whines, rolling her eyes into the back of her head. "I'm almo-"

I suck her, and get the reaction of shaking legs and her juices spilling on my tongue.

"Always so good for me," I grin. My fingers rub her clit, while I connect our lips together, letting her ride her herself out. Seconds after, she sits up..grabbing her panties and pants from the side.

"Lauren.." I already know what she is going to say..and I'm not ready to hear it.

"No.."

"My plane leaves in an hour." She shamefully says while throwing on her shirt.

"So that's it?" I surprise her with my attitude. "You just wanted me to make you cum?"

"What?"

"You wanted a good fuck before you left?" I laugh. She can't be serious.

"No Lauren.." She pushes her eyebrows up in confusion. "You didn't ask for me to do anything to yo-"

"Whatever," I almost cry. "Leave."

"Bab-"

"No! If you're going to leave then leave!" I scream, throwing her boots she was wearing, against the front door.

"Stop!" I hear her yell, but I'm too busy feeling the fire inside me.

"Five years! Five years for you to leave us! To leave me?"

"Lauren! Stop making me the bad guy! You know I can't handle this anymore!"

"Then leave." My voice I shaky, and the words keep coming up like vomit. "But please..for the love of god..do not come back."

"What?"

"Leave." I struggle to say.

I watch as she gathers the pair of boots in her hands, along with the carry on and the suitcase following her behind. "I'm sorry if I hurt you." Was the last thing I heard her say before the door slammed shut. And she was gone.