{Directions}
ship: Camila x Halsey
genre: slightly smutty
trigger warnings: n/a
word count: 1206
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I carefully got dressed into my outfit and quickly fluffed up my hair in the mirror. Then, I grabbed my bag and my phone and went to call Lauren, who was still in the bathroom.
"Lauren! Come on, all the good ones will be gone, get a fucking move on!" To pass the time, I lit myself a cigarette and leaned against the front door.
After another ten minutes, Lauren finally came out "I'm ready"
"About fucking time" I threw open the door and left the apartment, not caring about Lauren's whiny voice calling out to me to wait.
We left the apartment block and outside, I stomped out the cigarette before turning to Lauren "Just go to the usual place, yeah?"
She nodded and we headed up to our usual street.
Thankfully, no one was in my place so I quickly took my stop at the edge of the curb and I waited. I usually had some regulars and I tried to stick with them as often as possible. I wasn't gonna take any risks.
But tonight, a Maserati pulled up that I didn't know but I wasn't gonna pass up the opportunity of a man in a Maserati.
The window rolled down and I stood beside it "Hi" I said seductively.
"Can you give me directions to The Mirage hotel please?"
My eyes widened a little at the person in the car, who indeed wasn't a man. It was a woman, with wavy brown hair and big eyes.
"Uh..." I eyed the car "Sure. Only if you let me ride with you"
She pursed her lips for a moment, eyeing me. Then, she scowled "Fine"
I smirked and pulled open the door, getting in. "Right, well keep going straight for starters until you get to the lights"
It was obvious she was uncomfortable with the fact that there was a prostitute sitting cross-legged in her car. I inwardly chucked at tight grip to the stirring wheel and how she strained to keep her eyes on the road.
"It wouldn't kill you to look babygirl" I told her.
She gulped quietly "I...uh....um" she stuttered "What's your name?" she finally blurted out.
I gave a low chuckle "Ashley. What's yours? Or should I just call you Daddy?"
She gripped tighter to the sitting wheel "I'm Camila. Now, where am I going?"
She was already at the lights "Left. Right and then left again. So Camila..."
Camila crossed her legs when I spoke her name, making me smirk "What are you so afraid of?"
She looked over at me for the first time since I got into her car "I only need directions, not..." she trailed off.
"Not what? Sex?"
She cringed when I said the word. I laughed at her innocence.
"Oh babygirl I've a lot to teach you"
