The Art of Us

Chapter Four

Happy New Year everyone!~Britt

Camila's POV

I smiled, watching as Normani and Lauren danced on the floor.

We had gone to the club with everyone, all of our parents taking care of the kids.

Lauren seemed so relaxed as she leaned against Normani, her arms wrapped around Normani's shoulders.

Normani was lightly grinding against her as Beyonce's 'Partition' blared from the speakers.

"Why don't you join them?" Anna asked from beside me.

I turned to look at her. "I don't want to ruin their moment." I said softly.

"Considering they've both been watching you with bedroom eyes, I doubt you will." She said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes at her. "They are calm. I don't want to spoil that. I think this is the first time that neither of them has thought about what happened to them." I said softly, sighing.

"Well, I'm pretty sure that's going to end soon. Two guys are headed their way." Anna said, nodding toward the floor.

I looked over to them.

One of the guys started grinding against Lauren's ass. She flinched away from him

The other guy pulled Normani back against him roughly, her eyes widened and she tried to pull away.

They both tried to pull away from the guys, fear in their eyes.

Standing up, I make my way toward them, Zayn and Liam behind me.

"Get the fuck off my girls." I growled lowly.

The guys turned to me and smirked.

"What are you gonna do about it?" The blonde asked, he ground against Lauren who was frozen in fear.

Zayn growled.

Lifting my hand, I clenched my fist and punched him straight in the nose, pulling Lauren into my arms.

Liam punched the dark skinned man and Normani rushed into my arms.

They were both shaking.

Zayn made a move to tackle the blonde guy but Lauren stopped him, which surprised me.

"He's not worth it." She whispered, curling into me. "Can we go home?"

Tears were streaming down Normani's cheeks as she buried her face in my neck.

"Let's go home." I said softly. I motioned for Zayn and Liam to follow me as I guided Lauren and Normani back to the table where our friends were

Stacie stood up, "Let's head back to your house." She said softly.

Normani, gripped onto my shirt tighter, she was shaking and her breath was coming out in short pants, signaling she was close to panicking.

Lauren was a little less panicky, she was slowly calming herself down as she gripped my shirts and her brother's hand.

Everyone was ready to leave in less than a minute, Normani wouldn't let go of me so I could drive.

"Baby, I need to drive us home, Lauren can't." I whispered softly.

She began shaking her head, her grip tightening on my shirt.

"Mani." Lauren breathed out, she held her hand out for Normani to take. She bit her lip and I could feel her heart racing in her chest, but she didn't let her panic show, as she pulled out of my arms.