C O N T R A R Y

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"It's 2 in the morning Lauren" Camila rubbed her eyes frantically adjusting to the dim light from her door step, her eyes were useless without the contacts, she couldn't quite put a face to the dense figure in front of her as well, she was on the verge of just closing the door to sleep it off, but after for what felt like a lifetime, Lauren inched closer towards the younger Latina.

Camila's breath hitched when the older girl wraps herself onto the younger girl's arms, breathing erratically close. Something was wrong, the way that Lauren was holding onto her just doesn't seem right, the firmness of Lauren's grip was adjacent to her, and it spoke with indifference.

"It's getting cold"

Lauren then tightened her grip when Camila slightly moved which caused the brunette to flinch at the sudden proximity of their bodies. Lauren mumbled something incoherent under her breath after she sensed Camila stiffening at her embrace, her emotions were at coil that she couldn't think straight, the sadness was over clouding her judgment, she doesn't know how to act towards it. She was too consumed with the thought of her cheating boyfriend, Keaton.

"I'm cold" Camila lowly stated causing for the green eyed girl to chuckle lightly at her way with words.

Lauren slowly gained back her composure when the younger girl shivered at the older girl's faint breathing near her earlobe, she slowly pulled from the hug trying to keep her resolve on the down low, nowhere evident to the younger girl, Lauren hates vulnerability, she doesn't seem to go well with the word itself.

"I'm just really tired" Lauren spoke with a slight conformation from her voice, but Camila knows that it wasn't near to just being physically tired, she did expect reluctance from Lauren's tone, and she clearly hinted that she was indeed lying to the younger girl when she flashed a prominent smile. Camila wanted to ask, but she isn't accustomed of interrogating people's personal feelings, let alone thoughts, Camila has the audacity to help, which involves less talking.

Camila nods at Lauren's predicament.

"I am too"

Lauren lets out at throaty laugh who's amused by Camila's sentiment, but either way thankful for being just herself whenever she's around Lauren, irony has set towards their friendship since the incident at the coffee shop, it would be unlikely for someone to expect less taking from a friend when you're quite the opposite from that, Lauren's major incentives are with words, but has she yet to invest herself from Camila's less interest to it.

"I have a bed" Camila stated as if proving her point, this goes normally with Lauren, anyone would have postulated it sexual, and it would defiantly entertain the older Latina. Lauren disregarded the thought and went in with Camila trailing behind her, Camila's place is nothing compared to Lauren's, Camila's speaks mild and comfort, it was obvious that Camila was indeed more composed than she was, more formerly stable than she was, more smarter than she was, and no other less frantic than she was, she envies her sometimes, but she knows that Camila's tendency of brawling with herself is exhaustingly refined, and it saddens her, knowingly aware of the younger girl's condition of being unable to formulate words without feeling slightly anxious with every syllables she tend to speak.

"What?"

"You were gaping" Camila says constantly trying to figure out Lauren's unattainable disposition, Camila thinks that the older girl was thinking too much and it usually ends up with oneself being deprived from sleep, she has concluded that it would be less irrational if she'd postulate Lauren's currently repressed thoughts by trying to talk a little bit more than she usually does.

Lauren instinctively shakes her head looking hollow than ever before.

"Lauren" Camila, at one point, rendered it impossible to overlook Lauren's vulnerability when her eyes dropped at her lap helplessly, looking directly prominent this time, Lauren's not very impressive with trying to attain a straight face, this, Camila has known plainly by their usual exchange on a daily basis, she studied Lauren enough to know.

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