Whatever I Am, I'm Yours.

chapter seventeen

Camila

"Okay," I said while Ariana and I were sat down on the back porch of her house looking out into the crowd of peers who were already too far gone from the alcohol or the music, "How the fuck did this party get so big?"

Ariana's backyard was big enough to hold Coachella, I'm being serious. That's what it looked like. There were so many people crowded over by the stage and screaming out to Lauren. The green eyed beauty was all smiles and laughs as she continued her set along with her older brother on the side managing the tech. The crowd went as back to the pool which was to the far off left, where others even just sat at the edge to listen and at the bar people took down shoots to the beat.

"Fucking hell," Ariana laughed while Ashley came up and gave us each a shot, "Having Lauren perform really boosted the talk of the party happening."

"It's fucking Sunday," I laughed while taking the Cherry Jell-O shot, "I guess people don't mind the hangover for tomorrow."

"Your girl's really going off," Ariana pointed over with her Jell-O holding hand to Lauren who was now jumping up and down along with the crowd following right along. "How many songs does she have stored away?"

"So many," we turned to see a small dirty blonde girl walk her way up to us with a wam smile, "I'm surprised she's really singing them all to everyone. She barely sang in the shower because she was afraid Z would record her."

"Ally!" Ariana shot out of her seat to hug the small girl while I stayed seated. I knew about Ally Brooke, I think everyone did from our high school. She hung out with the biggest clique there was back then. Consisting of the hottest guys and girls.

As a freshman back then I wasn't as terrified of that clique because my older brother, Harry, was apart of it, along with my cheerleading mentor/big sister I always wanted. I even sat at their tables sometimes when Harry or Taylor would call me over. Though I wasn't the only freshman who was caught being buddy buddy with the clique, there was Lauren. I always saw her at the corner of the table asking Zayn something or talking with Ally hurriedly about something.

"Hi Camila," Ally said in the most chipper tone while talking the seat next to me and by Ariana's open side.

"Hi Ally," I smiled back, "Came down for the weekend?"

"I did. Came down thanks to Zayn's insane amount of air miles along with Liam. We didn't expect to see Lauren in concert though," she laughed while looking over to the stage. I looked over as well only to see Lauren hitting, what I assumed to be, the chorus to another song amazingly well.

"Electric city~
Baby, you're mine tonight
Electric city~
Don't you shine bright
Electric city~
Baby, you light the way
Electric city-
I think that I might stay"

"She's something else," I sighed while Ariana gladly got up to get us more to drink. I laughed at her strutting away in completely confidence, she was killing those pumps and black little dress I'll admit. I turned to my side to see Ally just looking at me. "Something wrong?"

"Lauren's special," she smiled solemnly while looking over to the beauty singing her heart out on stage, "Because she's too good for this world."

"I can see that," I agreed with her while I scanned Lauren up and down. Her silky hair running down her shoulders like waterfalls while it was pushed back to the side, her typical thing that drove me and probably anyone else crazy. Just the perfect amount of mascara and a dark red lipstick that really made her alluring. She wore this baggy long sleeved tee that was white from the neck to the shoulders but was cut into black down, tight acid washed jeans with some holes at the knees, and some worn out high tops. I couldn't help but smile at the simplicity of her outfit, but with Lauren it looked so much more than that.