Camren One Shots

For the love of Camren!

Prompt: "Our friends all invited us on a road trip and we couldn't say no, so we went and it was super awkward until someone yelled about the sexual tension between us and we finally talked about it"

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It would be fun they said. A nice end to a long ass time recording their album. Dinah had insisted. Normani had insisted. Ally had just demanded and ordered. Lauren had sighed, complaining that she'd miss the next season of Game of Thrones if they went. That was shot down in flames. So Lauren had reluctantly agreed and packed a bag.

That left Camila. After Camila had left there'd been a few tense months before Dinah reached out and explained that they didn't hate her, they were just hurt that she'd left. Camila had agreed that she was so sorry but she had to. The five of them met up and Camila explained everything. The other four forgave her and while the public were convinced they were at war with each other the truth was they were as close as they were when they first started.

So yeah, Ally rang up Camila and told her about the road trip. Camila was skeptical, she'd just finished her first solo tour with Bruno Mars and only a few nights ago had decided to go back to Miami for a while. Camila had handed over the supporting act gig to Dua Lipa at her last show and to be honest Camila had been looking forward to just relaxing at home with her family. Ally had sold it with a small guilt trip about missing her while she was on tour and added they were taking their tour bus for a 38 hour trip.

So here she was. Waiting outside the Fifth Harmony tour bus, leaning against the side at some ridiculously early wake up time where the sun wasn't even up yet. And it's Miami so the sun is always up. But not at this freaking time. Hell Camila was wondering why she was even up. And where the fuck was everyone? The bus wasn't open yet so she must be the first one there. Although that was kind of a giveaway since no one else was there. Look Camila was tired meaning her brain was slow and half asleep still.

She was tempted to just fall asleep standing up like a horse when there was a crunch of gravel under a boot. Camila's eyes shot open to see Lauren making her way across the parking lot. Even in sweatpants and a hoodie Lauren looked flawless, her face free of makeup, her eyes drooping and tired yet still a vibrant green. The boots on her feet weren't laced up, nor were they exceptionally new and shiny. She was yawning as she dragged a suitcase behind her, swearing every time it got stuck on a pebble.

Lauren finally stopped in front of Camila with a sigh. Leaning her hand on the bus, just above Camila's shoulder. Camila swallowed as Lauren held herself up, letting go of the handle to cover another yawn.

"Where the fuck is everyone?" She asked, her voice gravelly and thick with sleep. Camila cleared her suddenly dry throat and shrugged.

"Dunno. I was the first one here." Camila replied with a small smile. Lauren looked down at her and sighed, her eyes watching Camila curiously.

"You do realise that this hoodie," Lauren reached up to tug on the hem of the black hoodie Camila was wearing. "Is one of mine?" Camila bit back a smile. She knew exactly what she was doing when she stole this black hoodie out of Lauren's bunk on the first day of the tour. It smelled like her, it was warm and it had Jauregui '96 in bold white letters on the back.

"Huh, didn't even notice." Camila replied, looking down at the too big sleeves as they hung just past her fingertips. Lauren raised her eyebrow.

"You didn't think it was too big?"

"All my clothes are too big. I'm short." Camila argued lightly. Lauren rolled her eyes.

"Camz, you are not that short. And you don't own any baggy clothes." Lauren replied. Camila tilted her head.

"How would you know I don't own baggy clothes?" She asked. Lauren smirked and looked down Camila's body.