PROLOGUE

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There weren't too many things that Lauren Jauregui regretted in life. She vaguely remembers not kicking Tommy Bennet's ass when he stole her juice box back in the third grade; and she vividly remembers the regret she felt when confiding her secret to her ex-girlfriend. That was the extent of the things Lauren would change if given the opportunity to.

With her life pretty much together at just the young age of twenty four she had nothing to worry about except for when the next bill was due, and just how much money she could spend on nights out with friends. College was well out of the way considering she'd gotten a job offer at a pretty decent Graphic Design firm once she'd graduated with a Bachelors in the field.

To say that Lauren had it good would be an understatement.

"Lauren, get your ass over here!"

It would also be entirely untrue.

See everything was great until Lauren allowed her libido to cloud her judgement. Her life was on the right track until a tiny brunette completely reared it on its head. Sure Lauren was to blame just as much as the girl calling for her from their joined bedroom was, but she liked to tell herself that those brown eyes hypnotized her and pushed her to live in the moment. She doesn't recall ever not being smart about her one night stands. In fact she's absolutely positive that she's never not worn protection, and yet Camila Cabello managed to turn her into putty and a fool. A fool who didn't wrap it up.

Camila waited with an annoyed expression on her face as Lauren walked into their shared bathroom. The raven haired girl could already tell this would be the start of another silly argument. The way Camila raised an eyebrow, almost daringly, gave away the fact that Lauren had yet again done something that the brunette wasn't particularly a fan of.

"What?" Lauren whined while leaning against the bathroom door.

"Nuh uh, don't what me." Camila said while pointing at the sink in front of her. "You left toothpaste in the sink <i>again</i>."

The raven haired girl rolled her eyes and walked over to see exactly what had the brunette so on edge. If possible her eyes rolled even further when she saw a pea sized drop of toothpaste sitting near the drain of the sink.

"Oh come on! You can barely even see that."

"That's not the point." Camila retorted.

"Then what's the point?"

Brown eyes narrowed and Lauren wondered whether or not she should run for cover. In the short amount of time they'd lived together so far she'd learned quite a bit about the tiny brunette. Some of these things she'd become fond of; like the way Camila sits around the apartment when she's in a particularly good mood and strums her guitar while lowly singing to herself. In those instances Lauren finds herself sitting by her with her laptop and getting as much work done as possible before inevitably doing <i>something</i> to irritate the brunette.

Sometimes Lauren will come home to find Camila dancing around the living room with her best friend Dinah and she'll be graced with the brunette's laughter. Laughter that Lauren assures puts every other laugh to shame. On other occasions when Lauren sits by Camila to have breakfast the brunette will talk her ear off and rant about one thing or another that she's passionate about. The raven haired girl is a huge fan of the way Camila thinks and speaks so passionately about the things she loves. It's something that she can relate to, something they have in common.

At night they bicker about who gets to sleep on the right side of the bed, something else they have in common, and Camila usually ends up getting her way. Mostly because Lauren finds herself too distracted at the way the brunette pouts to put up any more of a fight. She's also incredibly weak willed to push Camila away when the smaller girl cuddles up to her side as the brunette snores lightly beside her. Camila's a cuddler, another thing Lauren is fond of.

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