The Green Card (Camren)

5: Hazlo otra vez (explicit content)

Thanks for the night Lauren. Call me if you need me again.

Camila x

Lauren groaned as she let her head fall in her pillow. She grabbed the pillow next to her, covered her face and then screamed loudly. The pillow faintly dimming the sound. Lauren threw the pillow across her hotel room, breaking a table lamp that was stood on the desk before falling in thousand pieces on the ground.

"I need to pay for that shit." Lauren groaned and sighed deeply. She hated Camila. Why did she leave? Lauren would have loved to wake up next to her. Even if she was embarassed of herself squirting all over the Cubans face. Lauren bit her lip and sighed dreamly when she thought of the brunette. But then again she snapped out of the dream, she was supposed to hate her! Who leaves a girl alone in her hotelroom the day after?!

Okay it's clear Lauren has never had a one night stand. Cause exactly 15 minutes after she found the note Camila wrote in her messy and crude but yet readable handwriting, her phone buzzed in her pocket.

"Sì?" The Cuban said as she blew out the smoke of the burning cigarette she holded between her fingers, remembering how they let Lauren release her high.

"Camila?" A quiet, raspy voice was heard. Camila stopped walking, she was on her way to a friend of Havana when she recieved the phone call. Camila threw away the cigarette and stamped her foot on it and turned the heel.

"Lauren? Hi! Err.." Camila scratched the back of neck and groaned. "How are you?" Camila felt... quilty. To say the least. She now knew Lauren never experienced a one night stand before. How it works. How it is not okay to call 15 min after you read the note.

Camila bit her bottom lip and ran her fingers through her brown hair.

There was a small hesitation in Lauren's voice but finally spoke up, "I'm good."

Camila awkwardly turned around in a circle on the middle of the street and looked around. She then looked down to the ground.

"Why did you leave me a note?"

"Because you wanted a guide. That's why I gave you my number, to give me a call."

There was a short silence on the other side of the phoneline.

"Only for that?"

Camila bit her lip, truth was. She did want to see Lauren again. Either way it was to be guide in Havana or for another hook up or to get drinks. Camila knew there wasn't that much of deep conversations yesterday, but she liked Lauren. She was fine with being around her and she wanted to get to know her.

"No."

A quiet gasp could be heard and a smirk appeared on Camila's lips that still had Lauren's taste on them. Camila was happy to know she had that effect on Lauren. She loved to be in control.

"I would love to see you again. Maybe we could hang out some other time." Camila cursed herself for saying the next sentense, "I liked talking and being with you but I feel like we could talk more. Get to know each other." She closed her eyes, "Maybe we should meet up in the afternoon? Let's  say three o'clock? We can go to some coffee shop. There we can talk properly."

A smile crept on Lauren's face while there was a terrified look on Camila's. It was clear to say Lauren already had one wall down. Lauren quickly accepted the offer, she was afraid the brunette would change her mind.

Camila sipped on her black coffee as she waited on Lauren to arrive. Camila looked around, this was the right café right? She quickly took a glance on her watch. 03:16, it was 3 o'clock for sure. The normally calm and relaxed Camila Cabello, was now nervous as hell. For what? For a woman she met yesterday evening? C'mon Cabello get your shit together. You are the man. You are in charge.