Smash Into You

Chapter 18: Love On the Brain

Everything wasn't solved, far from it, but that night of slow dancing was like putting a Band-Aid on a cut. Yeah, it still stings when you brush it against something, but it was necessary. Just for the sake of it healing.

It was what Lauren and I were doing. We were slowly nursing our friendship back to what it used to be. We still had some awkward moments, but they weren't as hard to recover from. Actually, each jab we took at each other ended with both of us laughing, finding it all silly in the end. And believe it or not, we started to hang out a lot more than what we used to.

It might have been because of the lack of pressure for both of us. If one had called to hang out, the other didn't generally refuse. It was a new order of things, an agreement we shared. We had given our times to Lucy and Brad, so it was only fair to give time to each other as well.

Explaining it to Lucy was easy, seeing as she already didn't want to join the two of us. Actually, she seemed relieved that we were able to become friends again, because I think she slightly knew that was what was bugging me for a while now.

As for Brad.

Is it wrong for me to pretend that it tore up his very being to spend less time with Lauren? I honestly wanted the bastard to suffer as much as I did constantly. I was so through with losing to him all the time and I hoped he was starting to feel how it was to have Lauren continuously tell him that she was busy and that she would have to talk to him later.

Because the douche didn't deserve any less.

A Friday evening rolled around with me being lazy. I was in my bed when my phone had gone off with an incoming call. My eyes were slow to open and I practically smacked the device like it was an alarm clock before gripping it and picking it up. Pressing enter, I answered huskily, "Hello?"

"Hey," Lauren's voice danced through, which played a smile on my lips. She sounded as happy as ever, "Are you coming over tonight?"

"Would you like me to?" I teased as I slowly sat up, stretching with a huge yawn.

"You know I would," I heard the smile in her tone, "Don't make me say it out right."

"Mmm," I hummed before flopping back into my sheets, curling into the blankets with a wiggle of my toes as I shut my eyes again, "I think I just might. So answer the question, would you like me to?"

With a sigh, she waited a couple of seconds before saying in a smooth, sexy, raspy little voice, "Camz, would you please come over tonight?"

My eyes popped open at the sound of her teasing. Actually, my heart missed a beat and a lump formed at my throat. Smiling slightly, I rolled to my back and stared at my ceiling while rubbing my forehead, "Mm, that was pretty convincing."

"It's because I meant it." She replied as I heard some shifting from her end of the phone.

I had to run my hand half way through my hair to stop myself from groaning. There was another thing about becoming best friends with Lauren again; having to deal with her teasing. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I sat back up in bed and sighed out, "Well, I was sleeping. But sure I can come over now."

"Good!" She cheered, which brought another smile to my lips. "Don't forget the food when you stop for a bottle of wine."

"How'd you know I was stopping for wine?" I chuckled as I swung my legs over the side of my bed, looking towards my closet as I tried to gain the energy to get up and get dressed. At the moment I was in my underwear and bra.

"Because I know you," I rolled my eyes as she replied in a matter-of-fact fashion, "I would also like ice cream."

"What kind?" I asked as I finally managed to stand from my bed, making my way to a loose shirt that was hanging on the doorknob.