Chapter eight

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Camila's POV

It had been two weeks since me and Lauren made up and we were becoming closer and closer as the days went by. My mother lifted my grounding 3 days ago but staying at home isn't as much of a chore now me and Lauren were getting along. For the first few days, i continued apologising to Lauren for the way i'd been acting. It wasn't unusual for me to shut people out when i was overwhelmed with my emotions, but this had been a new low. After her telling me several times it was okay, i finally stopped, despite still feeling guilty deep down.

We practically did everything together now, only separating to sleep and when I went out to uni or to Dinah's. Other than that, me and Lauren were practically joint at the hip and I was learning more and more about the green eyed girl as the days went by.  Lauren seemed a lot happier now and seeing the girl smile was one of my new favourite sights. I found myself doing the stupidest of things just to hear the older girl laugh, a lot of the time ending up with me getting injured some way or another. I'm starting to see why Dinah had been so in love with the girl during her years in fifth harmony. The girl I know now isn't the girl that I was forced to watch in music videos and interviews, this was the real Lauren, and I'm starting to enjoy her company more and more.

As for our little moment the other night, neither of us had mentioned the encounter since. We were at a good stage now and the thought of ruining that was not something I planned on doing, so bringing it up to Lauren probably wouldn't be the best idea. I'm still unsure as to whether anything would have actually happened, I mean, for all I know we could have just continued watching the film like before. I wondered if Lauren had been thinking about it as much as I have, probably not. Okay I needed to stop, this was getting weird. Why was i thinking about kissing a girl sat right next to me on the bed? Weird, I'm being weird, stop Camila.

"So, are you wanting just guitar or other instruments in there too?" Lauren spoke, snapping me out of my thoughts. She'd been helping me with my song writing for university and was surprisingly a lot better at it than I originally would have thought.

"Well I've got a piano downstairs, a ukulele and a tambourine so go crazy" I replied. "Although, I can't actually play anything other than the guitar" I spoke, wondering why I ever invested in the instruments without the ability to play them.

"That's cool, I can do it" she replied.

"Wait, you can play?" I questioned, raising my eyebrow.

"You know Camila, I'm not just a robot to the industry, you don't get in there with a few good notes and a pretty face" she replied with a laugh.

"I know, I've just never seen you play any of them whilst performing" I answered.

"Oh so you've watched my performances?" She replied with a smirk, that damn smirk.

"Against my own will yeah, anyway don't avoid the question, why'd you never play on stage?" I spoke, trying my best to get the conversation back on track.

"Oh I did, I mean at first, I started off that way but once fifth harmony became global, that wasn't the sort of music we made" she spoke. "Now its mainly for my own songs" she paused, seeming like she didn't mean to say that.

"So you write too? I have to say Jauregui, I'm impressed" I said, and I really meant it. I always presumed that Lauren's taste would just be the same music as what they produced, but she was on the road to proving me wrong.

"Well what about you miss 'I'm not very good at music', I'm almost 100% sure you didn't get on to a music course with charm and good looks" she spoke and she was right. I'd been devoted to music for as long as I remember and it certainly meant a lot more to me than I made out.

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