You Help Me Live (Camren)

Chapter 3: The Party (Lauren's P.O.V)

Surprise! Lauren's P.O.V is here, finally. Hope you guys enjoy. There are more A/N at the end.

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Lauren's P.O.V: 

I honestly didn't know what I was doing. When I put my hand over Camila mouth, I wasn't even thinking. I just did it and said the first words that came to my head. Then I ran off before anything else could happen. On my way home, I started thinking, that maybe, just maybe, I might like this girl. I'd never really been in a relationship before, but I'm guessing that when you feel sparks just from touching a person, it's a pretty good indicator that you might be falling for them. 

I walked into my house and was greeted by my younger sister Taylor. She was just watching T.V, but she still said hey. I walked over behind her and kissed her head before saying hello back. My sister and I had a good relationship, but I still pretended not to know her at school. I didn't want her getting drawn into my crowd; she was too smart for trouble to get to her. 

I grabbed an apple and walked upstairs to my room. I wasn't in the mood for T.V, and I really had to think about whether or not I could actually like this new girl.  

I had questioned my sexuality in the past, and come to realize that I did appreciate the fact that girls could be just as hot as guys, but I never really thought of myself as liking another girl.  

Camila was just so different. She was willing to stand up to me, and she didn't want to be part of any of the many crowds at school. Even while she ate lunch with that Ally girl and her friends, I could tell that she wanted to leave. She was just new, and refreshing, and someone who could hold their own. I admire that quality in people, no matter the gender.  

I decided that my parents would probably be working until later in the night, so Taylor, Chris, and I would have to order take-out seeing as none of us cooked.  

I walked downstairs and put the apple back seeing as I hadn't taken one bite. I saw that Chris had gotten home without me knowing and was now sitting on the couch next to Taylor. 

"What you guys want for dinner?" I asked to the both of them taking out my phone and leaning over the kitchen counter.  

"How about some," Taylor began to say, but was cut off by Chris. 

"I say we call up a couple of girls and a guy for Taylor and just have some fun!" Chris said with a smirk on his face. I thought for a moment and realized that he only said a guy for Taylor. That jerk was implying something he shouldn't be. 

"Um, Chris, I'd be calling a guy to, and I would thank you not to be so perverted." I said walking over to the couch and sitting down beside him. I playfully slapped his head and went on to watching the show that was on. 

"Well, I just thought you would like to call up that Camila girl. I saw the way you were staring at her; either you're really unsure about your sexuality, or you like her for sure." He said with another smirk crawling on his face. 

"Chris, I like guys, and believe me; I have gotten a lot more action than you." I said hitting his head again this time more forcefully. I could tell that he was confused about the action part, but once he finally got it, his jaw dropped and he stared at me. I was already looking back at the T.V, but I could feel his eyes trying to make a hole in my head. 

"Fine, if you don't want her, then I'll be taking her number." He said sticking his hand in front of me. As soon as he said that, I immediately got jealous. I loved my brother, but there was no way I was giving him her number, even if I actually had it. Thinking on it, I never did ask for her number.