Camren - one shots

Personal

Personal by Jessie J

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Prompt: Camila is a model and Lauren is a famous singer. Photos surface of Lauren with another girl at a bar. Things go downhill so Lauren decides to get her girl back.
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Lauren's pov

"We're done Lauren." Those words sent a pain through my chest.

"Camz let me explain." I say on the verge of tears. I'm not one to cry often, but hearing the love of my life say those words hurt so bad.

"No Lauren I'm tired of excuses. I thought you might have grown up but I guess not." I know it's useless to argue. I've learned not to mess with an angry Camila.

"Camila I was dru-"

"STOP! What did I say about excuses. It never your fault is it Lauren? You always blame it on something else, we can overcome the little things but I never imagined that you would cheat." She spats at me angrily, tears streaming down her face.

"Babe I'm so sor-"

"Don't call me babe Lauren I am not your babe anymore. I'm tired of you saying sorry. We're over. I hate you." She slams the door, but not before I earn a slap to the face. I fall to the floor breaking down. Why did I have to be so stupid.

Flashback

I had just downed my..... you know what I don't even remember how many shots I've had. Camila and I just had one of our arguments so I decided to go out to blow off some steam. I'm a bit tipsy I will admit but nothing too bad. "Come here often?" I chuckle at the lame pickup line and turn in my seat to see who said it. My eyes meet a girl ur I can't make her out because my vision is cloudy... Camila?

"Nope." I slur. It happened so fast. Her lips were on my neck. I enjoyed it but I knew it wasn't my love. She continued up to my lips. When she placed her on mine I immediately pushed her off and shot out of my seat. Feeling so much guilt I could no longer enjoy my stay, so I decided to call my limo.

I stumbled into the house, slipping off my shoes and jacket. I went into the kitchen to swallow some water before making my way to bed. Walking down the hall I stop and look at the picture I had taken of Camila and I. I smile as I think about how lucky I am to call her mine.

"You don't deserve her." I whisper to myself as I open the door to our bedroom. I look over at the bed and see her with a book in her hand and glasses perched on her face. Adorable. I sigh and make my way over, gently sliding under the covers. She hasn't looked up from the book yet which causes me to frown. She's still mad. "I'm sorry baby. Forgive me?" I say deciding to let her win. "Of course." I slide my arms around her waist, pulling her down. When her lips meet mine all I can feel I shame. The nights events soon fade from memory as our kisses get more intimate eventually leading to something more.

Little did I know that it would come back to bite me in the butt the next day in the from of a headline.

Flashback end

A month later
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I was woken up by my phone ringing. Rubbing my eyes, I pick up my phone. Seeing my manager, Ally's, name pop up I decide to answer it. "Hello."