Burning Desire (Camren) (GxG)

(:Chapter 8 (;

We spent almost 2 hours talking about Lauren. After her initial disbelief, Jennel calmed down and I told her everything that had happened, from our first eye contact to the lemon slice between our lips. She asked me several times if I had a crush on her but I refused to answer. It was the first time I felt so attracted by a female and it was hard for me to admit it. It wasn't easy to say out loud that her sex appeal made me go nuts. That was a new side of me trying to come up and I was afraid and intimidated by its meaning.
"I know you don't want to hear this Mila, but I really do believe you're somehow madly in love with her. I wouldn't have expected this sort of attraction either, but what will be, will be, you know? Now tell me, what you wanna do next?"

"I don't know. I guess to be all shy and to stare is no option anymore, I'm done with that and I can't take it anymore. I'll have to figure out a way to pick up courage and eventually talk to her. But I have no clue of how I'm gonna do this. What if she doesn't remember our encounter? You know how hard it was for me to remember that night and she had a huge amount of drinks, too." I said, picturing her at the bar with her shots and that cocktail in her hand.

"Maybe you don't even have to be the one doing the first step. After all, she's the one who started a conversation," She added, making me feel less adrift.
My phone buzzed, it was a text from Normani asking if we would meet them in the library. Jennel asked me if I wanted to stay there talking about Lauren, but I wasn't in the mood to continue our conversation. I was happy I had told Jen everything, it was kind of freeing, but it would have been useless to keep on talking. What I needed was a talk with Lauren, but God knew where she was. So we left the cafeteria and walked over to the library. When we arrived we found Ally, Normani and Dinah at our usual table. Fortunately, there was no sign of Liam, I wasn't in the mood for his advances. We sat down and took out our books. I expected any of the girls to interrogate me about Liam, so I quickly put on my headphones and started to study. It was probably the first time I was really into the subject, possibly to distract myself from the trouble going on in my head. I avoided eye contact with anybody, I didn't want to see their questioning expressions. Hours went by like that and all of a sudden the girls stood up.

"Mila, we're leaving, it's almost 8PM. You're coming?" Jennel asked, poking my arm. I looked around for the first time in hours and the library was almost empty.

"I think I'll stay, I wanna finish this chapter before I leave," I responded looking deep into Jennels eyes. She understood immediately that there was another reason for me to stay. She came closer so the other girls couldn't hear us.

"I don't want to go home and torture myself with thoughts about 'you-know-who'. I guess it's best if I stay here studying a little longer," I whispered.

"Fine, but let me know if you need me, for any reason!" And with that said the girls walked away, leaving me alone. I turned up the music and returned to my book. A few minutes past by and I was completely into the chapter about Piaget's theory of cognitive development when someone grabbed my arm. I looked up and stopped breathing when I realized who was beside me. I paused the music and stared straight into her eyes. I didn't know whether to be excited or ashamed, so I just mouthed 'Hi'. I felt unable to do something else. Lauren was looking stunning as always. She sat down next to me before she started to speak in a confident manner.

"Hey Camila, what's up?" The smirk on her face made me melt. The fact that she knew my name revealed that she remembered our previous encounter. As she noticed that I wouldn't answer she continued. "I hoped to run across you today. Actually, I've already seen you an hour ago sitting here, but I wanted to talk to you alone. I guess we can't go on studying together, seeing each other every day and pretend like nothing happened. I wouldn't want to, anyway. And yeah, that's why I came over." She smiled at me, apparently she was totally relaxed. But I wasn't. I wanted to ask her so many questions, but at the same time my body started to heat up. My heart was racing and this time I knew exactly the reason for my physical reaction; I was turned on. Not just her appearance, but also the fact that she had come over unhesitatingly and with such a great attitude made her so much hotter than she already was. I cleared my throat, searching for the right words to say, but she was faster.
"I hope you're ok with me being here right now. If I'm disturbing you, just tell me and I'll leave. But I think I'm not, am I? I've seen you watching me, so I suppose you don't mind my presence." She said looking deep into my eyes, it was very intimidating. Gosh, how could someone be that confident and hot? She was very admirable.

"Uhm no it's ok, stay. I think it's a good idea to talk about the uh... recent event, too. But to be honest, I don't really know what to say." I couldn't hide the tension, so I didn't. I supposed that she'd already noticed my trembling hands, anyway.

"I assume that it was the first time you did something like that with a girl?!" she asked observing me carefully.

"Actually it was, at least with a stranger. It wasn't for you?"

"So you have a thing for both sexes?" She asked ignoring my question. I felt like she was interrogating me.

"No, have you?" I replied a little annoyed. I don't know why, but I couldn't get along with that question.

"Me neither. I'm not really into girls, not this way. But for some reason you caught my attention and when I saw you that night I just couldn't resist. It wasn't my intension to kiss you, but then I watched you on the dance floor and you were so hot, I can't deny it." She said with a wink. Out of nowhere she softly placed her hand on my thigh. I felt my cheeks flush and my body shiver. What was she doing? I wanted to know where this was going, but instead I pulled her hand away and stood up.

"I need to go to the bathroom." I said walking away in a forced pace. I didn't know why I was acting like this, but I couldn't handle her being next to me all flirty. The worst thing was that I regretted my rejection just the moment I stood up. I was absolutely turned on, why couldn't I accept that? I closed the door of the bathroom and leaned against the wall. I needed to clarify my thoughts, but there was no time for it. Just a few seconds passed by when the door was pushed open once again. Lauren closed it behind her and walked straight in front of me. She was facing me, her body inches away from mine.

"Camila why are you trying to hide the obvious attraction you feel toward me? I know you want me, I can see it in your eyes every time you stare at me. And I can't tell why you're rejecting your desires, but unfortunately you aroused my interest and unlike you I'm not willing to ignore these feelings." And with that said she pressed her lips against mine. Before that it must have been very difficult for her to hold back the need to kiss me, because now she was completely out of control. She pulled me against the wall, her actions filled with passion. Lauren held my neck to bring my face closer to hers and her tongue met mine without hesitation. Her right hand left my neck wandering down to my butt. The sensual touches made my body tremble and heat up. She bit my bottom lip making me moan while I lifted her shirt, grabbing her waist. She was literally hot. Our breathing was heavy and our hearts where close to a heart attack.

She grabbed my wrists pulling them against the wall above us. Even though she didn't treat me cautiously, her nature matched perfectly with the lust we felt. There was no time to take it slow or to be gentle, we wanted each other desperately. Her lips went down to my neck, sucking and biting my sweet spot. I moaned again, this time louder caused by the mixed feelings of hurt and pleasure going through my body. Despite the fact that it was actually the first time we were really making out, she knew exactly how to give me pleasure. Every move she made caused me to want her even more. I could barely breathe while she caressed my neck with her tongue. Her left hand released my wrist stroking my face just before it went down to my breast. She squeezed it hard, yet temptingly. Her lips sucked my sweet spot one last time before she looked up straight into my eyes. Her look had never been sexier before. I bit my bottom lip asking for her to do it instead. She leaned against me, ready to connect her soft lips with mine when we were interrupted by some steps getting closer to the bathroom. Before I could realize what was going on she let go of my body turning around and walking over to the sink. As the door opened I took the chance of clarity and walked out. Without looking back I returned to my table, put everything into my bag and left the library. I was in a daze. My body was craving for her lips and her hands to be all over me, but my mind refused to accept the obvious lust she made me feel. And the fact that she wanted me as much as I wanted her made my inner conflict even worse. But the crucial question was; 'Am I even able to resist her?' It seemed like my body had won the battle this time as I had given myself to her, but which party would win that war, my body or my mind?