London Is Falling (Camren)

promises

Camila POV

What did she just say? I mean I heard exactly what she said, but she said it weird. Her tone was suggestive and almost like she was teasing me.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I shoot her a questioning look.

"Like what?" She doesn't drop the act, I can feel her eyes burning right through to my soul. I feel uneasy.

I don't reply, just shaking my head slightly as if to say drop it. Lauren seems to understand as she doesn't continue this back and forth thing she had going on.

We continue on into London Dungeons, where we waste an hour or two of our day out. Once we reach the end, I realise I've literally held onto Laurens arm the entire time we've been in here, she didn't say anything about it. It's a weird feeling, like we're basically strangers but it feels like we've known eachother forever? Her company is comforting and I don't take that for granted, especially being so far away from my family and everything I've ever knew back home. I didn't really have many friends back in Miami, I'm kind of an introverted person I guess, but when I'm comfortable enough with somebody to let them in, they become my whole world and I would do anything for them. I wonder for a moment if I'm going to be like that with Lauren, but I second guess everything as always and my mind is telling me that we won't become friends. Lauren just needs somebody as much as I do in this city right now, this is just convenient for her. She must notice that my grip around her arm has instinctively became tighter because when I turn to look at her, she's already looking at me. Her facial expression is kind of confused, kind of sad but mostly worried. I didn't even notice the tear rolling down my cheek.

"Camila, are you okay? What's wrong? Hey come here, it's okay. It's over now, there's just a drop down ride and its over."

She thinks I'm scared. She pulls me in, hugging me closely. I can smell her perfume. In that moment, I don't want her to let me go, but something must have happened in my brain because I lightly pushed her away after a few seconds.

"I'm not scared Lauren, its just.. you're the only friend I have right now, actually you're my only friend ever kind of and you're not really even my friend are you? I mean in a week or two, you will have probably found new people to hang out with and I can't do that, I don't know how to make friends with people. I don't think I can handle being lonely here."

Wow I just rambled so hard but I couldn't stop myself. Now I must look like a weirdo. Good one Camila.

"Camila, we have literally just met-" her voice is stern.

"I know, I'm sorry. I'm not trying to pressure you into being my friend or anything, sorry, forget I said anything I'm just a weirdo." I reply defensively, yet apologetically.

Her perfect eyebrows are furrowed. "You didn't let me finish. We literally just met, we barely know anything about each other, yet something in me knows that all I want is to be your friend. I honestly feel like I've known you forever, its weird. From this day forward and forever after, we are officially friends ok Camz?"

My heart just exploded because it went into cuteness overload. I want wipe the stupid grin off my face. Partly at the nickname. I hold up my pinky finger in the most honourable way that I know how to make a promise. She reciprocates, responding with "I promise."

Lauren POV

It honestly hurt seeing Camila upset the way she just was. I can tell that she doubts herself a lot. I meant every word I said and I have every intention of keeping my promise. I feel the need to protect her and be here for her as much as she will let me.

We head for the ride that signals the end of the attraction. I take my seat with Camila rushing to take the seat next to me before anybody else does. The room is completely dark to the point I can just about make out her silhouette. I take her hand and hold it tightly. The ride drops before coming back up to drop even faster. The kind of drop that makes your tummy go all funny and I can't help but laugh. I hear camila cackling too. A real hearty laugh, not the soft giggle that I've heard before. When we come to a stop, we remove ourselves from the belts and head out, I can't help but notice how she is literally beaming from ear to ear. My tummy started doing the same flip that it did on the ride. I mentally tell myself to stop feeling that way.

We are ushered into a room with plenty of digital screens showing photos from the ride. I didn't realise it even took a picture but I eagerly look for Camila and I. There we were on the 6th screen. I was expecting to look like an earthworm or something with how fast we were going but the picture was so sweet. The both of us are mid laughter, looking so happy. I could see my fingers intertwined with hers. I looked over at Camila to show her but she was too busy at a souvenier stand so I decided to purchase two and give one to her as a gift later. I got myself a keyring and Camila the framed photo as I remembered how picture oriented her room was. I put them in my backpack so she wouldn't see and asked her was she ready to go.

Next stop, the London Eye, which is basically right outside. Camila was showing me the souvenier she bought her little sister when she stopped mid sentence.

"Oh my God, it's huge. Lolo!! Look how big it is, its so much bigger than in pictures."

"I don't know what I prefer more, The Goddess or Lolo." I say, smiling widely at her

She smacks my arm lightly and there's a tinge of pink in her cheeks, like she didn't even realise she said it.

"Right, shall we get tickets and go on it?" I ask.

"Don't be crazy Lauren, look how high up that thing is. I just wanted to look at it and admire it."

I can't believe how cute this girl is, my heart feels like it's melting. I stand back and watch her in awe genuinely admiring this big wheel. I pull out my phone to take some pictures too. I ask Camila to take a photo with me, at first she was reluctant, I can tell she doesn't know how pretty she really is. After an attempt at the best puppy eyes I could possibly give, she gave in.

"You look beautiful Camila, I promise."