Lauren’s P.O.V.
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All our eyes drifted to the petite brunette stuffing her mouth with a cinnamon roll, “what?” her brown eyes making their way around the table at each of us, locking with mine for a few seconds as her lips pulled to a half smile. Is it bad I think she’s absolutely adorable even with her face stuffed and she’s speaking with her mouth full, ADORABLE.
~RING-RING-RING~
“Camila,” Ally shot her a look, “your phone,” her eyes widened, “pick it up or put on silent.”
Dinah just giggled at Camila for getting in trouble and Camila just stuck her tongue out at Dinah, gosh she’s so cute, like just stop! She needs to STOP, I could feel my lips pulling to my eyes as I continued to look at the brown eyed brunette across from me, I knew my smile was plastered across my face, I couldn’t contain it.
Our eyes were locked on each other for some time, “ahhheemmm,” Normani cleared her throat, her bright eyes drifting from Camila’s to mine, a huge smile plastered on her face, oh gosh, maybe she noticed me staring at Camila a little longer than normal, “Mila,” she winked at me, what? Why? “I agree with Ally, you should probably pick up your phone or put it on silent.”
~RING-RING-RING~
Camila stood up looking at her phone, her tone serious and so was her expression, “it’s my father, excuse me,” she answered the phone, walking back into the house.
“So,” Ally took a sip of her coffee, “when does Camila’s father fly in?”
All eyes turned towards Normani, “end the week,” she sighed and it wasn’t very subtle.
“Everything okay?” I placed my hand over Normani’s giving it a light squeeze; I could tell she was uneasy.
She turned to me, her expression warm, “yeah, it’s just Mr. Cabello comes once, maybe twice a year back to New York and Camila is always seems to reset herself every time he comes back, she’s not herself,” she looked around as the girls nodded in agreement, “and I don’t know what’s been going on the last few weeks,” she smiled at me, giving my hand a squeeze, “but Mila’s been…better, especially around this time, she’s usually plastered on every magazine, tabloid there is, but she’s better.”
Dinah sighed in thought, “ugh, does that mean Cece will be here soon?”
CECE? WHO THE HECK IS THAT?!
“Who’s Cece?” I asked curiously.
“A jerk…Cecelia Frey,” Ally spat out in disgust, “we went to high school with her and she lives overseas now; she’s heiress to a tech fortune and well I’m pretty sure she’s the only girl Mila’s ever actually dated.”
DATED? She was actually with someone; well they were younger.
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Blurred Lines (originally started in Songs About Camren)
Fanfiction"I gently grabbed her arm and leaned in, 'so listen,' I whispered in her ear, 'I don’t usually do this,' my other hand grabbing hold of her waist, 'but I may never see you again, so f*ck it, come spend the night with me,' I breathed out gently pulli...
