Fools

Chapter 34- Curious

*Lauren's POV*

It started with dreams, the same thing over and over again. It'd be me and Camila sitting in my bedroom, with her being unusually quiet and me being overly worried. She'd look up with those big, dark brown eyes that I love so much and whisper the four words that frighten anyone in a relationship, "we need to talk." I'd chew on my lower lip but I'd keep my cool and stay as calm as I can.

"I think...I think we need a break, Lo." She'd whisper, not looking at me but instead her eyes were locked on her hands.

"W-what...?" I'd choke out after a minute or two, hoping that she'd look up at me and let our eyes connect.

"It's just, ever since your accident, we just, we don't work anymore. I'm sorry Lauren, you know I love you, but I can't do this."

"Camila, no please." Tears had been flowing down my face freely.

"Lauren, don't make this harder than it already is, I love you, goodbye." Was how it always finished. It killed me, because honestly, it was a fear of mine now. I thought that maybe one day she'd wake up and say that I'm not enough for her anymore, I mean, I do look like shit. That dream would always wake me up crying, yet I still couldn't find it in me to talk to her about it.

Camila knew me better than I knew myself so there was no doubt in my mind that she noticed something was off about me. I sat quietly on her couch, watching tv while out of he corner of my eye I noticed her staring at me. I sighed quietly and muted the TV, turning my attention to my worried girlfriend, taking her hands in mine and stroking the back of her hands with the pad of my thumbs.

"You're not gonna like, break up with me, right?" She asked, her voice unsteady as if she was about to release tears. My eyes grew wide and I shook my head furiously side to side.

"No babe, never, I love you too much." I whispered, reaching my left hand up to cup her cheek.

"Then please baby, tell me what's going on." She pleaded with me

I took a deep breath to steady my emotions. "I've been having these really bad dreams lately."

"About what baby?"

"You...breaking up with me...because of how I look right now..." I whispered, slightly ashamed and looked down at my hands which suddenly became more interesting.

Her fingers found under my chin and lifted my head up to meet her eyes. "I love you, Lauren. To the moon and back and I don't give a damn with how you look, whether it's right now or in ten years. You are beautiful, and sure you're a little dented up right now but you'll be up and running in no time baby."

"I'm just scared baby, terrified. Maybe you'll just up and leave me one day..."

"Baby, do you doubt my feelings?" She whispered, hurt flashing in her eyes

"No no I'm just really insecure right now...I don't feel beautiful."

"Well I think your gorgeous. I think you're gorgeous with or without make up. I think you're beautiful even with the few bruises and cuts you have right now. I love you. You're looks are definitely a plus but I love you for you."

I grabbed her hands and rubbed the back of them with the pad of my thumb. "How do you think people will react when I go back to school?"

"What do you mean? You're still the same Lauren." She said with furrowed eyebrows

"Yeah but...I look like this right now...plus what happened was definitely gossip worthy."

"Oh shut up Lauren, don't worry about what other people are going to think. Now let's go upstairs and cuddle." She said and grabbed my hand, pulling me up the stairs and into my room. I gladly climbed on my bed opening my arms for her to come cuddle up to me. "I love you." She whispered as she nuzzled her head into my neck, her breath causing me to get goosebumps everywhere.

My mind was going a million miles a minute. This girl loved me. This gorgeous, innocent, fun loving, care free girl actually loved me. I was Lauren Jaurgeui, one of the most popular, bitchy, and sporty girls in the school and yet Camila Cabello saw the good in me. She always has ever since the first time we met her freshman year. I couldn't help but start to wonder what would happen after high school.

Graduation was in a couple months and I would no longer be a senior, I'd be a college student while Camila would be stuck here in her senior year. Would our relationship be strong enough to withstand any type of distance? I love her, so I assume it could, I'd do anything possible to make it work. She's my future. I can see it so clearly when I think about it.

It'll be me and her against the world, plus our three best friends along side. I don't know how I'd deal with a future without her. Sure I've been in other relationships but this is the first time I've ever been in love. She is and always will be my first and only love. I ran my fingers through her hair and sighed, kissing the top of her head.

"Camz?" I whispered

"Yeah baby?" She replied

"What do you think is going to happen to our relationship after I graduate?" I asked with true curiosity in my voice.

I watched as she bit her bottom lip and blew out some air from between her lips, "well...."

A/N: sorry for the wait guys! Three comments for the next chapter :)

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