Camila's POV
My first few days In Miami had gone by so quickly. I had spent the majority of my time with my sister Sofi. It was crazy how much she had grown up in the time I had been away. Yesterday evening we had had all the extended family over for my welcome home meal, I had missed Cuban food so much that I ate way too much and had found myself in bed early.
Waking up today I had already made a pact with Sofi that we weren't leaving my bed and that we could happily just binge watch Disney movies all day.
I hadn't heard much from Lauren since so I dropped her a text. Her meeting with her PR team made me nervous as hell. I knew those guys had control over every little move she made and I feared the worst. After waiting and not even getting so much as a 'hey' back I really started to worry.
Getting out of bed after finally willing myself to shower, I let the hot water pour over me. I suddenly felt the urge to cry and once I started I couldn't stop. What was it with showers and me crying? I thought to myself.
Heading downstairs I noticed the house was quiet which meant I had a few hours to get myself together before they all came back. After settling myself in front of the TV with some pancakes I heard a loud bang on the front door. Stopping mid mouthful, I didn't know whether to ignore it or go and see who it was. Although my address had not been leaked to the media yet, I was always concerned they would find out where I lived and come hassle me.
After what felt like an eternity there came another loud knock on the door. Getting up slowly I shuffled over to the front door. I could just about make out a dark-haired figure behind the glass. It looked like a woman so I cautiously opened the door.
Lauren POV
I really should have planned this better I thought whilst standing in Camila's driveway. I had previously been sitting in my car a few houses away trying to build up the courage to get to where I am now. I know that sounds kind of creepy but I was super pleased I had because in that time I had seen everyone but Camila leave for what looked like a day out at the beach.
Shuffling my feet, I had already knocked once but I knew full well it would take Camila a minute or two to answer the door. She was always nervous that the papz would turn up. Raising my hand, I knocked again and took a further step back from the door.
Just as I was about to get my phone out and call her I heard the door opening. My heart started to beat uncontrollably and my breathing started to become erratic.
"LAUREN!" Camila yelled as she opened the door fully.
"Mmmm hey" I mumbled all of a sudden feeling very nervous.
"You didn't text me back" She fired at me
"I am sorry, I just wanted to get here and see you. My phone battery died midway between LA and here" I said whilst still not making eye contact with her.
A few moments of silence passed and I stood there looking at the ground playing with my fingers. Suddenly I felt an arm pull me through the door and slam me up against it as it shut behind me.
Camila POV
Lauren looked so nervous just standing there I couldn't bare it any longer. Grabbing her leather jacket, I pulled her inside. Shit I thought to myself as I pushed her up against the now closed door what do I do now? I had always been the shy, uncool kid in school but something about Lauren brought out this fiery side in me. I took a step towards her and smashed our lips together. At first, she didn't respond and I could still hear her trying to catch her breath. After what seemed like hours she finally reciprocated my kiss and grabbed my waist pulling me even closer to her. I deepened the kiss and lightly ran my nails across the skin that was showing on her waist.
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Dressing Room
FanfictionCamila and Lauren are kind of forced into meeting after 6 months of radio silence. Will this be the right time for them? Half based on recent events - future story how I would like things to play out