Dressing Room

Part 1

Camila's POV

I was super nervous for tonight. It had been 6 months since I had last spoken properly to Lauren and let's just say that the last meeting hadn't really gone the way I had planned it.

Management had promised me that doing this gig would be fine and both of us would be too busy to bump into each other.

But I knew full well this was a lie. Our entire relationship had been based on finding ways to sneak off at big events to have some alone time. I sensed
that if Lauren wanted to find me then she sure as hell would.

Upon arriving at the venue, I did a brief meet and great with my fans waiting outside and headed on in.

"Camila" Roger shouted as I was getting my pass ready to access the dressing rooms.

"Hey!  Do you know which dressing room I am in?"

"About that..." Roger replied hesitantly "you are having to share with Lauren" he said so quickly that I almost didn't hear him.

"YOU WHAT" I shouted dragging him to one side so we could talk more privately.

"I'm sorry, so so sorry. I have done everything I can to try and switch something around but there just isn't time."

Fuck I thought. This is going to be worse than I thought.

Sitting on the sofa nervously biting my lip I wasn't sure what to do with myself. I had already paced around the room several times. I glanced at the clock and realised Lauren was supposed to have been here half an hour ago according to the time Roger gave me. Now pacing back and forth again I decided to give her another 20 minutes and then I would have to start getting ready for soundcheck.

20 minutes came and went and Lauren still wasn't here. Maybe management had got her another room? Maybe she had decided to move her colab with Halsey to a different night? I got up and went into the small bathroom. Stepping into the luke warm water I wasn't sure why I felt so disappointed.

Laurens POV

Traffic in NY was a nightmare. I was already over an hour late and I still had to grab something to eat. Normally I wouldn't be so nervous but I was just about to perform the song I wrote with Halsey in front of the very person I wrote it about. And to top it off management had fucked up and booked for me and Camila to share a dressing room. They had figured with me being a last-minute addition to the line-up and already being acquainted with Camila that we both wouldn't mind.

Throwing my bag over my shoulder I headed to the back of the venue. I had already seen a snap chat video of Camila arriving and greeting all the fans on Twitter, and I really didn't want Camren to start trending this early in the day so sneaking in the back was a safer option. I knew full well what our fans were like and although I loved them it was enough pressure just being in this situation let alone the world judging my every move.

Camila's POV

I wasn't sure how long I had been standing under the running water for. I was trying to gather myself before getting out but I just couldn't seem to stop the tears. I didn't even know why I was crying. I was currently one of biggest female singers with a number one song in the charts. I had hundreds if not thousands of fans cheering me on every night but yet I still felt lonely.

I knew that going solo was the healthiest thing for me to do. I had gotten fed up of everyone having to live in fear that me and Lauren would have another argument causing me then to hate sharing a stage with her. The tension every night on our last tour was just too much.

Stepping out the shower I grabbed the nearest towel and wrapped it around myself. I had forgotten how small the tour towels were and barely managed to get it around my ass.

Laurens POV

I pushed through the crowded hallway and finally reached the dressing room. With my hand on the door handle I took a big breath in and held it. It was now or never I was already too late to stall this any further.

Walking into the room still holding my breath I finally exhaled when initially I saw the room was empty. Just as I was about to throw my bag onto the sofa, Camila walked out of the bathroom. I stopped dead in my tracks eyes fixated on the small Cuban in front of me. "Erm hi" Camila stuttered obviously not knowing what to say.

I just stared at her not knowing what I should say either. This wasn't the first time I had seen Camila after a shower there had been thousands of times before but this time I felt like my body had been hit by a truck.

Camila POV

Turning around I ran back into the bathroom. My heart beating faster than it had ever before. Realising there was no door I could close behind me I stepped back into the shower cubicle. I hadn't had an anxiety attack in months but the familiar feeling was starting to build up in my chest. I slowly slid down the wall and bought my knees to my chest. Just relax I told myself, I was trying to think of my dog Leo and my sister Sofi to calm myself down but it was no good. Hugging the towel closer to me I knew I would just have to ride it out. Then everything went black.

Lauren POV

"Camila" Lauren called as the Cuban girl ran back into the bathroom.

"I'm sorry if I startled you, I should have gotten someone to tell you I was going to be late."

I knew full well Camila was in full blown panic mode but I didn't want to make things more uncomfortable so I just stood there silently listening to Camila's breathing getting heavier and heavier until it stopped.

"Camila, Camila are you ok?"

"CAMILA" I said this time shouting

Fuck boundaries I thought and sprinted forwards into the bathroom.

Camila was slouched up against the wall clearly having passed out from all the stress.

Without hesitation I scooped the small girl up and carried her to the sofa.

Camila POV

I wasn't sure how long I had been out for but upon opening my eyes the room was dimly lit and I was lying on the sofa dressed and covered in a blanket. I sat up quickly remembering why I had passed out in the first place. Lauren clearly wasn't there but all her stuff was so that meant she was coming back. I felt uneasy that Lauren had dressed me but knew deep down that she had only meant well. Getting up slowly I could see a note stuck to the mirror.

Camz,

I am sorry I startled you. I have gone to get us both something to eat.
Don't worry there are still a few hours left until show time. I explained to management on the way out what's happened and they have swapped our soundchecks so you can rest.

Lauren

Walking back over to the sofa I noticed that the blanket Lauren had wrapped me up in was the one I had bought her for the first tour we went on together. It was my way back then of trying to suggest that we watch films and cuddle more on the bus and Lauren had finally taken the hint.

A Sadness washed over me as I curled back up underneath it. Some of the best times of my life had been spent underneath this blanket.