Someone's Hero (Lauren/You/Camila)

Chapter 11

Y/N's POV:

The sun shines through the blinds causing me to roll over. I feel around the bed, it's empty and cold. I open my eyes to look around. There's no sign of Lauren, but I can smell bacon.

'She's definitely a keeper.' I think to myself. I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth and use the toilet.

Once finished I throw on some mesh shorts, not bothering to put on a shirt, and head down stairs.

As I approach the bottom of the stairs I can hear her singing in the kitchen. I quietly walk around the corner and stand at the entrance to the kitchen. I eye the beautiful Cuban girl, she is focused on the task at hand as she sings with her angelic voice.

I notice she is still wearing my shirt from last night and no pants. I bit my lip at the site in front of me. God she's beautiful. I slowly walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist and place a gentle kiss on her neck. She hums in response and leans back onto me.

"Smells good laur." I say as I breathe in all the delicious aromas of the different items she's cooking.

"Thanks." She responds. She flips over the last pancake and shuts of the burner. She then turns around in my arms and snakes her arms around my neck and pecks my lips.

She pulls away and looks me in the eyes. "I got a text from Dinah last night saying Ally took her and the rest of the girl home. So, that means we have to house to ourselves today. Well, at least until my family comes home of course." She smirks and leans in to kiss me again.

When she goes to pull away this time I reconnect our lips in a passionate kiss. Her hands go into my hair and mine slide down to her ass. I give it a little squeeze and she lets out a soft moan. I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my waist and I turn around to put her on the counter by the sink.

She lets out a small squeal, due to the cold surface coming in contact with her bare thighs and ass. I giggle and start to kiss and nip at her neck. She lets out another moan this time it's a bit louder than the last.

"Ehhemm" I jump a bit and snap my head towards to the entrance to the kitchen. Only to find Dylan standing there leaning on the frame with a smirk on his face.

I separate from Lauren and stand I front of her as she hops off the counter. "Fuck D, you scared the shit out of me. I thought everyone left." I say with wide eyes, while scratching the back of my neck.

He steps into the kitchen and heads straight to the food and makes him self a plate.

"Hey! Lauren made that for me." I say with a pout.

He turns around and looks at me with a piece of bacon hanging out of his mouth. "You can't eat all of this by yourself." He pats my shoulder and continues, "don't worry I am here to help." With that he turns back around and grabs a fork and heads to the table.

I turn to look at Lauren with my pouty face and she pecks my lips. "Don't pout babe, you'll get wrinkles." She says and reaches her hand to my face to caress my cheek with the pad of her thumb. I can't help but smile.

"Go sit with Dylan, I'll bring you some." She says as she grabs a plate and starts to put some food on it.

I head over to the table and sit next to Dylan. "How much did you see?" I ask him with a raised brow.

He swallows his food then answers, "Not much, I walked in as you were sucking her neck." he says as he shrugs his shoulders. Just before he takes another bite he looks at me, "So, did you fuck her last night. She's wearing the shirt you wore yesterday?" He asked nonchalantly. Then he puts another piece of his pancake in his moth while keeping his curious eyes on my face.