Yes, Ms. Cabello. (Camila x You)

A Red-Solo-Cups Kind Of Party

"There she is!" Lauren calls out excitedly as I turn the corner onto their camping spot. They have a bigger lot than my moms and me, but it's almost full of people. On the table in the cabana are bottles of beer and many red solo cups. A cheer runs through the group as someone chugs a whole pint.

"Hey." I laugh, reciprocating the hug that Lauren is giving me.

She pulls away suddenly and frowns at me, asking, "How old are you?"

"Um... 17," I answer honestly. The worst she can do is kick me out, right?

She seems to consider it for a moment before shaking her head and smiling.

"Don't drink anything." She winks mischievously, handing me an unopened can of beer.

"Oh, I won't," I smirk, cracking it open and taking a sip. I'll stick to just this can, just enough to get a little buzzed.

She laughs and takes my hand, leading me farther into the group of people. There's music blaring from a speaker somewhere, and I just now notice how the surrounding lots were all empty too. They probably booked them all out so that nobody would be disturbed by their rowdiness. At least their considerate.

"But seriously," she adds, whispering into my ear, "Don't smoke anything."

I nod, seeing a group of guys and one girl sat near the hammock, each with a cigarette of some sort clutched between their fingers.

She pulls me towards them and sits in the empty seat while I perch myself on the small log beside her.

"Who's this?" One guy with a bushy beard asks, frowning towards me.

"Y/n." Lauren answers before I can. I take another sip of my beer as she says, "She's cool, don't worry."

I smirk when she looks across at me and bites her lip, her hand not so subtly running along my thigh.

"Oh, right. Cool. You sure you don't mean hot?" The girl who I think is the guitarist from early comments sarcastically, making the circle laugh.

"Whatever." Lauren rolls her eyes, removing her hand from my leg and taking a drink from the floor beside her chair.

I laugh and sit, content, as the people in this group tell jokes and stories. I only join the conversation briefly at times, just enjoying listening to them.

I finish my can all too soon, though, and lean on Lauren's ear to say, "I'm gonna go get another drink. You want one?"

"No, I'm good." She replies, holding up her cup. I nod and head towards the table I saw earlier, from there spotting a cooler which probably houses the alcohol.

I bend over to open it but quickly straighten up when someone bumps into me from behind. I spin around and glare at them, but he offers a quick "Sorry." which I accept.

That second beer turns into a few more, and then a few shots added onto it, and before I know it I'm entirely drunk.

Drunk me has the best ideas, though, and Lauren is flirting with me even more now she's had more alcohol too.

"We should take a photo." I slur slightly, holding my phone up. She nods rapidly and lazily wraps her arm around my shoulders, laying her head against my shoulder. I snap a picture before she hums quietly and licks a stripe up my neck, and I take that photo too.

"You're so hot." She breathes out when I put my phone away, "'nd you taste really fucking good."

"Yeah?" I ask, chuckling deeply, "I bet I can say the same about you."

That's all it takes before her lips are pressed clumsily against mine, and I kiss back, loving the way she bites gently on my lower lip before running her tongue along it. I grant her access to my mouth, and the kiss soon becomes heated as I back her into one of the cabana's legs.