Camila's pov:
I wake up feeling more tired than usual, which makes sense. I look over at the clock, it reads 06:00. I know I shouldn't be stressing about Lauren, but I can't help it. My mind is filled with worry. I'm worried about her health, is she eating enough? Can I stop her from self-harming? And how am I going to keep her father away from her?
All of these issues kept me awake, and now today is going to be more difficult than I hoped for. I go to the bathroom and start getting ready for the day. Brushing my hair while pretending to be some sort of a superstar, then putting on some light makeup.
I enter the kitchen and instantly decide that I am going to make some breakfast for Lauren, the only problem is that I have no idea what she likes. What if I make something she hates? I don't want to upset her, I know she has had a lot to deal with lately.
After ten minutes of standing around talking to myself like some fool, I decide on making some ham & cheese toast. That can't go wrong right? It's simple yet tasteful. I make a mental note to myself to figure out what Lauren likes, so I can make her feel more at home, even though this is technically not her home.
All of this thinking is starting to give me a huge headache, so I go to wake Lauren up. I wanted to give her the breakfast to eat in the bed, since she must be tired. However, since I am a stupid ass, I go into the room without knocking. As I enter I am faced with the nude backside of Lauren, and I manage to drop the plate I am holding. The noise of broken plates rings through the room, Lauren turns around and the room goes hot. She looks at me for a few seconds, before she looks down at herself and screams. I quickly grab a nearby blanked and wrap her tightly in it.
"I'm so sorry, I should have knocked. Please don't be embarrassed." I practically beg. She looks at me and I can see her eyes soften. She grabs her clothes and goes into the bathroom without saying a word. I mentally slap myself and start cleaning the mess I made. Camila Cabello, please stop fucking up, sincerely, Camila.
Lauren's pov:
I knew I should have locked the door, then I wouldn't have shown my birthday suit to Camila. Ugh, I hate myself. I hate her. No I don't.
I admire her, I respect her, I might have a small crush on her, but she intimidates me. I don't normally listen to people, I am the schools badass after all. I was a bit confused when I felt my own body betray me when she was giving me commands. "Get dressed, Lauren. Or I'll do it for you." I could feel the hair at the back of my neck rising, this was something I have never felt before. I can't say I didn't like though, but it isn't very likely to happen again, she only did it so I wouldn't be sick.
I get dressed and decide to head downstairs, hoping Camila didn't bother making me another toast. I'm not really hungry, I do however want a smoke. Maybe she smokes? I can ask her about it. "Ms C, do you smoke yo?" No, I can't really ask her that can I?
I'll rather just search trough her house like some weirdo, that's way better. I sigh at my own stupidity, before I exit the bathroom and make my way downstairs.
My prayers have not been answered. I fake a smile as I am met with yet another plate of ham & cheese toast. It's not that I don't appreciate her efforts, I just have a bad relationship with food.
"You must be starving." Camila looks over at me with concerned eyes, and I nod. I'm not lying, I am starving, but I haven't had a bite yet and I'm already feeling guilty. I sigh and decide to just ignore my own thoughts and eat the damn toast. I sit down and start eating, and in the corner of my vision I can see Camila smiling at me. At least somebody is happy I'm eating, and I can't lie, this tastes really good, even though it's just a simple toast.
Breakfast is soon over and my guilt is even bigger now, I feel trapped. I excuse myself and head for the bathroom, I don't want to do this but I feel like I have no choice. Why are you so weak, Lauren? Why can't you just ignore your own fucking thoughts?
"Lauren, are you okay?" Camila is outside the bathroom, I realise I must have spaced out and failed to reply when she was knocking. "I'm fine. Just need to use the bathroom that's all." I hope she'll just leave me be, so I can do what I need to do. However, I have no such luck.
"Please open the door, Lauren." I hear Camila beg from the outside. I ignore her and I sit down on the floor. "No." I am surprised at how strong my voice sounds, I suddenly feel really powerful. The feeling doesn't last long.
"Open this door now." Camila says punctuating each word. I gulp and I can feel the hair on the back of my neck rising.
I get up from the floor and open the door. I am met with the worrying face of Camila. Before I can say anything Camila hugs me and I start sobbing. I expect Camila to say something, anything really, but she doesn't. She just holds me, and I'm thankful. Maybe Camila isn't all that bad after all.
After a few minutes she lets me go, and leads me to the living room where we sit down onto the couch. She looks at me and I know she's going ask me something, and suddenly I feel terrified.
"Lauren, talk to me. I can't help you if you don't." She says looking at me with her warm brown eyes, they seem so inviting, so calm and so loving.
"I don't need your help." I answer bluntly causing the older girl to frown. She just shakes her head and gets up heading for the kitchen.
"Where are you going?" I say fear evident in my voice.
"I'm calling the hospital, you did run away and I could get in serious trouble from keeping you here. It doesn't seem like it will do you any good either." She says matter of factly.
I need to think quickly. I don't want to go back to the hospital or my dad, so I have to talk to Camila, I just have to.
"Fine." I say groaning.
"Fine?"
"I'll talk to you."
"Good." She comes back to the couch and I mentally prepare myself for all the questions that are about to spill out of Camila's mouth. However I wasn't expecting the question she asked.
"Do you want to live with me for the rest of the school year?"
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Teach Me How To Love // Camren
FanficLauren's life changes for the better when she meets her new teacher Ms Cabello. Things get complicated, lies gets told and hearts break. Will they be able to overcome the struggles or will the consequences be too big? TW: Story contains self-harm.