✰ Lauren Jauregui/You
✰ Camila Cabello/You
No Camren imagines are written in this book.
All chapters will be with same-sex pairing (GxG).
If a chapter could be triggering to others, each and every title will be issued with a warning label, '⚠️'.
Boo...
"Babe, I found it!" You cheered, clapping your hands together. You and your girlfriend, Camila have been trying to spot the hard copies of 7/27 in the middle of Target. It just released last night and you two were excited to finally see it in a store. Especially, since you knew how hard your girlfriend worked on this record.
Camila skipped toward you, scanning the aisle in front of you until she, indeed, spotted the 7/27 album copy. She grinned widely, "It's here, Y/N, it's really here!" she pulled you into a side hug. It was so adorable how she was acting like a kid on Christmas.
"It is!" You giggled.
She picked up one of the 7/27 CD copies out of the 12 that were set there. The two of you were right there when Target unlocked the doors and it was nearly 10 AM. Only a few people were now in the store. The wide smile was still formed on Camila's lips, her brown eyes were practically glowing, and you couldn't help but adore her.
"You know, she's my favorite." You smirked, pointing to the familiar Cuban on the album cover.
Camila gasped, pretending to be shocked before breaking out into giggles.
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"I mean, I hope so. She's kinda... you know, your girlfriend?" She said.
Your eyes widened, "Oh my God, really? I had no idea!" you joked.
"Yup, that means you can kiss her and hold her hand," Camila replied, not being able to hold her giggles in for much longer.
You raised an eyebrow, "Is that your way of asking for a kiss?"
"And for you to hold my hand." She smiled, reaching her hand out for you to take. You rolled your eyes playfully, placing your hand in hers. The next few moments, your eyes were locked on an unknown album somewhere on the rack, you felt Camila staring at you and was waiting for that kiss. You loved torturing her as she also did for you.
She stepped on your tippy toes since you were just a few inches taller than her, she sang, "Baby, I'm waiting..."
You smirked, now gazing at the Cuban. "Ugh, fine." You jokingly sighed. You leaned in, capturing your lips were hers. The feeling made you grow weak in the knees but you pulled away before you could get lost in the kiss, you weren't about to make out with Camila at Target.
"Oh, come on, you love kissing me." She rolled her eyes, setting the 7/27 album back into its place on the rack before you let go of Camila's hand and snatched the album into your hands. "Just admit it, Y/N."
"Nope!" You spun on your heel, ready to exit the aisle and purchase the album copy. Although you were aware Camila could've just given you one because she had an album signing in a few days, you wanted it to be you who made the first 7/27 album purchase at that exact Target. Odd? Yes, you were also aware of that.
"Then, how did I wake up to feeling kisses on my neck, huh?" Camila said. You were happy not too many people were in the store because if anyone heard the conversation you two were having, they'd probably think you both are insane.
You turned around, searching for something to come up with. "Uh, that was my twin sister... Martha." You bit your lip, containing your laughter.
"You're an idiot," Camila replied, crossing her arms. She shook her head, a smile was still formed on her lips.
"An idiot that will never admit what you want me to admit." You nodded your head, confirming your idiocy.
"So, if you don't like kissing me, who do you like kissing, then?" Camila questioned.
You pretended to be deep in thought, "Hm... I like kissing this one girl — she's stunning, she has amazing vocals, she can make anyone feel any emotion in her voice if she wanted to, she's in this one girl group that's beyond successful and I can't be more proud of her after all the work she's done with the new album. From each song that she's shown me, nothing would be the same without her... She's also just a really good kisser too."
Camila's eyes were lit up, her cheeks had a tint of pink in them, and her toothy smile was just radiant to look at it. "Aww—"
"Lauren."
Camila dropped her jaw, definitely in shock. She threw her hands up in surrender, "I quit." she pushed passed you.
You burst out into laughter, remembering the look of disgust she had given you when you said her band mate's name. Camila stood at the end of the aisle, glaring at you with her arms remaining crossed. After taking a few moments to calm down, you walk up to your girlfriend. You wore an apologetic smile, seeing her fierce gaze locked on you.
"Cam, before I said 'Lauren', all of that was obviously meant for you and I mean it. But also, of course, I love kissing you. Your pink, soft lips are definitely something to remember. I love kissing your cheeks because it's fun squishing them, you look adorable when I squish your cheeks together so you look like a fish. I love kissing your neck just for fun and I know how much you love it." You paused yourself, looking both directions to see if anyone was nearby, and there weren't. You stepped an inch closer to your girlfriend, whispering in her ear, "I also love kissing your thighs."
You could feel Camila shiver considering how close you were. You smirked, brushing passed her. Camila turned around, she was at a loss for words. "You can't say stuff like that! I'm supposed to be mad at you." Her glare watched you walk to the cash register.
