~I don't think they know the truth
Say they saw (A-A-to the L-I-Y-A-H)
I don't think they know, how could they know
I don't think they know the truth
Say they saw
I don't think they know, how could they know
Don't let them tell you any different
They don't know about us, they don't know about it
I owe it all to you
They don't know about us, they don't know about it
And as much as I messed up, always give me your best love
They don't know about us, they don't know about it
Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve you
They don't know about us, they don't know about it
They gon' talk about it (gon' talk about it)
Gon' try to change your mind about it
Gon' tell you things you don't wanna hear
But we good. (Don't worry 'bout it)
So when they talk about (they talk about it)
Just let 'em know we already got it
Just tell 'em that we gon' work at it, we good (Don't worry 'bout it)~
***Ally’s Apartment, New York City, NY 9AM***
Lauren’s P.O.V.
“WEEEEEEEEEEE!” I screamed out loud sliding across the hardwood floors in the living room as the music blasted from the surround sound installed in the ceilings. I grabbed a wooden spoon, singing in only a plain white tee and my underwear. I love waking up to an empty apartment! It was nice of my cousin to offer her apartment to me while I stayed and attended NYU. I hardly ever see Ally; she was mostly with Luke at his place or at her family’s home just outside the city; I stayed there too every now and then.
Today I somewhat slept in, yes, it’s 9am, but for me, this is sleeping in. I started a pot of coffee to get myself started. The girls would be here around 11am for brunch. I thought it was cute that they took turns hosting brunch every week and it was nice of them to welcome me. I was also looking forward to seeing those chocolate brown eyes that I haven’t seen in what seemed like forever. I’ve been working on a twenty-five page paper and most of my time was either spent in class or at the library at school. We haven’t had much time to see each other, I missed her eyes and the way they looked into mine, her smile, ugh, that smile that made my heart melt. My heart began to pulsate faster at just the thought of her, her image appearing in my mind, taking over my heart…I couldn’t wait to see Camz.
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Blurred Lines (originally started in Songs About Camren)
Fanfiction"I gently grabbed her arm and leaned in, 'so listen,' I whispered in her ear, 'I don’t usually do this,' my other hand grabbing hold of her waist, 'but I may never see you again, so f*ck it, come spend the night with me,' I breathed out gently pulli...
