Camren (P.S I love you)

So Happy

Lauren's pov

I woke up to the sound of Beyoncé's voice followed by a loud crash. "Well," I thought,"at least I woke up to Beyoncé's voice." As I started to realize that I wasn't in bed, it all came crashing down on me like a mind-blowing orgasm. Of course I don't know what that feels like but a girl can dream can't she?

She was at Camila's, after that party last night she must've passed out in the younger girls bed. Hearing a voice singing downstairs to what sounded like Beyoncé's song, Drunk In Love, she listened more closely and came to the conclusion that it was Camila that owned that beautiful voice. As the song came to the chorus, she could hear Camila sing at the top of her lungs, not missing a beat.

"DRUNK IN LOVE, WE BE ALL NIGHT, LOVE, WE BE ALL NIGHT, LOVE." Lauren deciding that she had heard enough of Camila's voice, wanting to go downstairs and embarrass her for her singing, and other things. Apparently Lauren actually did remember about 90% of the things that happened last night, and she knows that she didn't bang her nose again because she would've been gushing blood like the last time. "Bad memories." Lauren thinks, "bad memories." The girl had a history of getting super drunk then passing out, somewhere in the middle of all of that shit she managed to always bang her nose. Luckily she hadn't ever broken it, but it always bothered her for some strange reason.

Stealthily creeping her way towards the kitchen, where she could hear Camila humming along to the song, she stops. She smells pancakes and she swears to God that if Camila made pancakes for her she'll actually love the girl forever....and ever, amen.

See the thing with Lauren's plan is that she doesn't know what she going to do once she actually ends up behind Camila. The key for her is to make Camila all hot and bothered until the girl physically can't take it anymore. Lauren just loves seeing the girl trying to hold back, she remembers in the washroom last night, and how hard it was for Camila to not bend her over and fuck her. Lauren was getting wet just thinking of Camila doing that to her.

Sneaking behind Camila without her noticing, Lauren goes in to bite the girls lip but of course Camila has to turn around right then and almost take Lauren's head off with the steaming hot pan of pancakes that she's holding.

"Lauren! What the actual fuck. I could've taken your head off with this goddamn pan." Camila says, quite harshly but then apologizes because she knows that it wasn't Lauren's fault.

"Sorry babe. So wait, why where you standing behind me?" Camila asks.

"I wanted to scare you?" Lauren says, but it comes off as more of a question.

"Mmmhhm. Really Lauren? Then why do you keep staring at my neck?" Camila says.

"Because....you have a really nice neck." Lauren says, unconvincingly.

"Okay, how about I pretend that you didn't just say that, and you pretend that I didn't almost kill you? Deal?" Camila says, trying to save herself the embarrassment because she knows that the older Cuban probably heard her sing, and Camila isn't very confident in her singing abilities.

"Nuh uh, honey, I heard you singing and I'll probably never let you live that down until the day you die." Lauren says with a smirk because she knows Camila can't deny the whole thing.

"You suck." Is all Camila replies with and Lauren swears that Jesus wanted her to make Camila all horny and shit.

"Damn right I do, my favourite are the big veiny on-." Lauren almost finishes her sentence, but Camila runs off like she's seen the goddamn boogeyman, and Lauren starts to think that maybe Jesus didn't want it this way.

"Hey Camilaaaaaaa, where'd you go?" Lauren asks, because she still can't find her way around Camila's house. Lauren's pretty sure that she's already passed 4 bedrooms on the downstairs level and she's only been walking for like a minute.