It was six o' clock and Lauren was looking at TV. She was flipping through the channels searching for something good to be on, but so far nothing caught her attention. She glanced at her phone to see if Camila had already texted back. All day they had been exchanging texts. At first they started out casually, but now they were just exchanging cheesy pick up lines. From did it hurt when you fell out of heaven to do your legs hurt from running through my mind all day? Suddenly Lauren's phone started ringing. She glanced at the number on the screen and saw Camila's name pop up. She couldn't contain her smile. She sat upright and she slides her finger across the screen to pick up.
"Hello?" Lauren said. She didn't want to come across too needy to hear Camila.
"Hi Lo. It's Camila." She could hear
"Hi." Lauren said back.
She could hear Camila taking a breath through the phone. "I just wanted to hear your voice, so I thought I would just give you a call. After all, I was out of good pick up lines anyway. I only knew dirty ones."
Lauren snorted. "Well, isn't that typical?"
She could hear Camila let out a little laugh on the other side. "I cannot deny that, can I? But I did want to call for another reason. I just remembered that you haven't danced for me yet. And you promised."
Lauren cursed but then decided to give in. "Okay fine. You know what? I'll dance for you in a half an hour, okay? I've still got the keys to a dancing studio that is only ten minutes away."
"Yes, finally. Thanks, Lo."
Lauren gave Camila the address and started the search for the keys of the studio. She was kind of messy and she hadn't seen those keys for a while.
"Okay, Lo. See you at the studio in a half an hour?" Camila asked.
"That's good." She said.
"Okay bye, Lo."
"Bye." Camila hung up.
After ten minutes, she finally found the keys in an old coat she used to wear over her dancing clothes. She then quickly got changed into an outfit that was more appropriate for dancing. She chose a sporting bra that she normally only used when she danced, but the bra was quite revealing. It showed off the abs that she knew Camila loved. So if she had to dance for Camila, she might as well give her the amazing abs that the brunette had.
After putting on her clothes, she grabbed her keys and got out of her apartment. She glanced at her phone and saw that there was already a half an hour passed and Camila was probably already there. In her rush she forgot to bring her boxes for the music. She turned into the street of the studio and Camila was already standing in front of the studio. She quickly parked and rushed out of the car.
"Sorry that you had to wait." Lauren mumbled before Camila pulled her into a quick kiss.
"No problem. I only had to wait five minutes, it's okay."
"Good." Lauren smiled.
She saw how Camila's eyes were travelling over the brunettes body. Her eyes stopped at Lauren's abs to then slide further to her shorts and her legs that seemed even longer thanks to the shorts. Lauren cleared her throat, wanting to make sure that she knew that the brunette was checking her out.
"Sorry." Camila mumbled.
Lauren shrugs and laughs. "It's okay, Camz. I would totally stare too." She then winked.
She walked towards the door and grabbed her keys from her bag. She quickly unlocked the door and opened it for Camila to enter.
"After you, my lady." She bowed her head.
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The Wedding Date
FanfictionLauren hires Camila as a wedding escort to make her ex-fiance Paul jealous. Can Lauren make the difference between what's real and what's all act to make Paul jealous? HIGHEST RANK: #56 IN FANFICTION. CONVERTED FROM BRITTANA STORY.