Daddy

Three

Lauren Pov

My heart slammed against my rib cage as I stared at the door

"Lauren"

The voice seemed to get loider and clearer, as I turend around looking at Camila.

But she wasn't there.

"Lauren"

My eyes shot open as my dad hands were placed firmly against my shoulders, shaking me awake as he frowned.

"Why did you lock the door?!" He asked rudely as I shrugged.

"I was sleeping dad.." I trailed off he sighed.

"Well wake up it's dinner time, you can sleep after," he spoke loudly, before removing his hand from my shoulder. Pufff this man has no chill.

I groan as he shuts the door and walks back down the stairs.

Sighing before pulling my hands out from under my pillow, I rubbed my eyes and licked my lips.

It was just a dream

__________

"How was school ?" My mom asked me as I pushed my left over food that was on the plate.

"It was really good...Like WOW," my mind wandered to my dream as Camila's eyes garzed in mine before she kissed my lips soft and passionately.

"LAUREN!!!" My dad snapped as I shook my head and looked at him.

"Your dazing off again dear," mom reassured me as I apologised and took a sip of water from my cup.

"I again got detention," I spoke loudly as my dad shook his head.

"When will you learn!" He spoke loudly, raising his voice as my mum warned him.

"You're whipped dad"I whisper to myself

"It's not my fault!" I reassured them before taking a breath, "I forgot to bring my homeworl. So she gave me a detention," I lied as my mum nodded.

"Well that's alright, we both know how hard you work right dear?" She asked raising an eyebrow towards dad as he peeled his eyes off of the paper.

"Oh yeah, very hard." He said seeming in interested in the topic.

I thanked mum for meal and placed my plate in the sink, befor walking slowly back uo the stairs.

My phone buzzed as I looked down at the number.

Camz: I found my bandanas....

I smiled, before typing back very quickly.

Me: Please wear them. They suite you. Plus I miss how hot you looked in them..:/

Camz: Okay baby girl, only if you call me daddy again.

My mouth hung open as I tried not to laugh. I don't called her that anymore, and now she wants me to restart?

What pleasure will she get from this? It's not like I'm going to be messing around with her and actually calling her that.... will I?

I thought long and hard, just imagining Camila back in her bandanas, before cracking a grin.

Me: And plag you're guitar please, I miss hearing your voice in morning and smah onto them like there's no tomorrow, it makes me happy.

Camz: Deal.

My mind slowly wandered back to the dream I had, it was so clear, as if it actually happened.

It felt so wrong, yet, so good at the same time.

Why do I wish it to happen in real life?

What if she felt the same way? I mean, why elsw would she want me to call her daddy again.... No it couldn't be possible.

Oh God this is so wrong, Camila is older than me, she probably has own girlfriend....I hope.

Mum and dad always instructed me to never let any body touch me down, which is so hard because holy shit there are so many hot girls/boys seeking for someone like me.

It's hard to say no, but in the end, I'm glad because my virginity means something to me, I'm going to be remember that moment for the rest of my life; and I would like it to be something I can smile at.

I've had few relationship throughout the past, but none of them had made me feel like I should take it to the next level.

The last relationship I was in, was six months long, and he didn't put any effort in relationship after the first two months.

He started seeing me less, talking less to me, and I started disliking him because of distance he was.

He would stay over other girls house without telling me, and would just do stupid things, like calling me up when he's drunk and girls are yelling in the background.

And I didn't felt I was ready to giving my virginity to him just like that. Just for little fun I'm not going to give my virginity to some randome person.

But I'm glad I did breakup with him, he didn't treat me the way I'm supposed to be treated. Infact no one is supposed to be treated like this.

Just because he treates me perfect at the start, doesn't mean he will treat me perfect until the end.

And so I'm waiting for the right person to come along, someone who will never leave me alone.Who will treat me right from day one.

And I honesttly felt that the only person who hit that certain spot was Camila, but who am I kidding. I was 15 year old whe I had these crazy feelings.

I didn't know what love is.

And I still don't know what it is until this day.

But there is one thing I'm certain on, if Camila wanted to perhaps hook up with me, I wouldn't stop her.

I would never regret. I was willing to give her my virginity.

I'm always ready for Camila.