Camren Oneshots

Say You Won't Let Go

I was listening to the song when I had the idea for this. Hell, I'll cry if this would really happen in real life.

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"How are we going to tell them about us?" I asked while looking at her. She's fidgeting with her hands on her lap. She's obviously nervous about this.

"Babe, if you still don't want them to know then it's fine. I don't want to pressure you." I took her hand and gave it a light squeeze. She seemed to calm down a little bit but she still looks nervous.

"No, I– I want to do this. I don't want to hide anymore. I don't want you to think I'm ashamed of us or something even though that's what I've been doing these past few years." She looked down sadly and I felt a pang of hurt. I placed my hand on her cheek and tilted her head up so she was looking at me.

"We were both young, scared and confused. Don't put all the blame on yourself."

"Yeah but–" she hesitantly argued but I quickly cut her off.

"But nothing. Let's stop dwelling in the past and focus on how we'll do this. We're happy right now. I love you, you love me and we're happy. Nervous on your part, but happy." I teased playfully and continued to caress her cheek affectionately.

"Yeah, you're right. I just.. I just wish I didn't hurt you so much before, you know? If I could go back in time, I'll smack myself and give her a major reality slap on who's she's letting go. I wished I didn't let you go.." she whispered the last part sadly while looking down again.

I sighed and scooted closer while slowly wrapping my arms around her waist. I placed my head on her shoulder and lied there comfortably in silence. A few minutes have gone by before I decided to break it.

"Baby, if things hadn't happen the way it happened, it wouldn't have brought us here. We wouldn't be sitting here cuddled up in each other's arms trying to think of a plan on how to come out. We could've been apart right now because of our reckless decisions when we were younger. Yeah, it's awful that I had to leave and you had a relationship with your best friend, which hurt terribly on my part that time, but things looked up in the end right? We're here. We're happy and we're in love." I looked at her and saw that she was now smiling bashfully. My favorite smile. I leaned in and gave her a peck on her soft lips. This elicited another smile, but wider.

"Yeah.. you're right. You're right." She turned her head so she could look at me and cupped my cheeks with both of her hands.

"I love you." I whispered affectionately then leaned in to capture those soft lips that I fell in love with ever since I was 16.

She pulled back and smiled at me fuzzily, her eyes oozing with affection. "I love you too."

"Now, let's go back to the topic at hand. How do you want to tell them about us?"

"I don't know. Do you want to do a photoshoot? I know a good photographer." She suggested shyly.

"Yeah, let's not do that please." I frowned at her and she seemed to get why.

"Right. Right, I'm sorry. I just can't think of a better plan." 

I sighed and kissed her cheek "it's fine."

There was a knock on the door and my manager, Roger Gold, peeked his head inside. When he saw me, he opened the door wider and stepped in.

"Hey Lauren" He acknowledged the green-eyed girl beside me with a polite nod then looked back at me.

"Camila, you have a scheduled performance in Miami on Monday. It's for a charity cause. I thought that it will give you more publicity for the upcoming sophomore album." He explained.