Whatever I Am, I'm Yours.

chapter fourty-two

NOT PROOFREAD!!

Camila

"I didn't think to expect a call from your mom on New Year's Day," a voice said as the door to my room was slowly opened. I looked over from my tear stained pillow to see it was Ariana with two cups of Starbucks in her hands. "I brought you Vanilla Bean. I know you like to drink warm drinks to make you relax."

I smiled weakly as I sat up and wiped my face dry with the sleeve of Lauren lacrosse hoodie. My heart clenched when I realized I was still wearing it. "Thanks." I said in a weak voice as I took the warm cup from her and just held it in my hands.

"Your mom said...you and Lauren got in a fight outside?"

I closed my eyes from the grimace that came over me when I heard the word fight, "It wasn't suppose to be a fight."

"Well you two scared your parents.  They thought things are going so well on honeymoon island. Shit I thought so too."

I sighed as I stared down at the top of the cup, not wanting to make eye contact with my friend as I said, "Lauren's going back to LA."

"What."

"She...she got signed to a label-"

"Wait what?"

"And they want her to rewrite her album so they came make a bigger release and even a tour."

"Hold on," Ariana said as she took a seat next to me on the bed, "Didn't she just get back?"

"That's what I said," I grumbled after taking a sip of the warm drink. It did set my body at a bit of an ease, but only for a second as I remembered everything that occurred a few hours ago.

LAST NIGHT

"Excuse me?" I asked while I pulled back from Lauren to see she had gotten hesitant from telling me her news again.

She cleared her throat while rubbing her hands on her jeans, "I got signed by-"

I stood up and walked away a bit to get some space before turning back to look at her with crossed arms over my chest, "Yeah no. I got that. I meant like the part about you moving to LA?"

Lauren got up carefully from the hammock and looked at me with worried eyes, "It's only gonna be to work on the music stuff. That's where all the producers and sound technicians are. They want to reboot my album and make it sound way better."

"What about school, Lauren?"

This is where I saw her body tense up as she clenched her fists, "I've spoken with Principle Hernandez. He said that if I'm able to do all the work they send, I'll be able to graduate when I'm suppose to. Even walk-"

"What about college?"

"Camila," she sighed while running her hand through her hair, "I thought you'd be happy for me."

I groaned while shaking my head, "Lauren you know I support your music-"

"Then why do you sound so against this?"

"Because I thought..." I sighed as I covered my face with both my hands. There's no way I could say it out loud.

I thought you gave up music for me.

I shook my head while pulling my hands away, "I just got you back." I whispered while I could see Lauren's face fall more to a frown.