Camren Oneshots & Imagines

Regret

A hand tightened in deep brown locks as she thought back to earlier that day when they'd sat in the spot just beside her in the bed... when their lips had touched. She thought back to how she'd felt in the moment, so painfully aware of everything that was happening. Now, with her racing thoughts and tingling skin, she felt as though it were one confusing blur. Heels of her palms pressing against the bases of her eyes, she took a deep, shaky breath.

God, she'd been so sure. In the moment, she's always so sure that she likes him. When she's alone, the panic sets in. What if she doesn't? What if she's just enjoying the way he makes her feel, just being selfish? What if she doesn't like him at all? He is her boyfriend, after all. She's trapped; trapped with him and trapped with these thoughts... these thoughts of simply ceasing to exis-

"Hey, Camil- Camz?" A voice interrupts her thoughts and she peels her hands away, releasing the breath she'd held until her head felt as though it may explode and looking at the blurry figure before her. Her eyes out of focus, she couldn't find the strength or determination to fix it.

"Hey, Laur." She whispers, gaze falling to the girl's knees.

She's stupid; so so stupid for breaking down in the hotel room. Couldn't she have at least gone to the bathroom? That was nobody would see her.

Maybe she needs help.

"Are you okay?" Lauren frowns, squatting before her younger bandmate and resting her hand on her bare, bouncing knee. It stops in its movement abruptly in response to her touch while Camila's deep brown eyes try their hardest not to meet the green pair staring back at her.

"Fine." She smiles weakly, wiping her eyes and laying in the bed, though facing Lauren.

"No, you're not." Lauren refuses before mimicking her position, ignoring the fact that she's still in her clothes and shoes. Camila, in her long T-shirt and underwear, seems much more at home in bed.

Her eyes finally lift to gaze into Lauren's. Mistake. She instantly breaks, shuffling over to bury her face in Lauren's neck and wrapping her arms tightly around her. The older girl shifts instantly to wrap an arm around Camila, hand landing on and gently stroking her head. After a moment, she pulls back to look down at the girl, resisting the urge to press her lips against her head and anywhere else she can reach. She has a boyfriend, after all.

"What's going on?" Lauren asks the sniffling girl who takes a moment to respond.

"He kissed me."

"And... that's a bad thing?" Lauren frowns, both for the confusion at Camila's reaction and the jealousy that bubbles within her.

"I don't think I like him like that anymore." Her voice is so quiet it's almost a whisper, but Lauren picks up on every word.

"What does that mean?"

"I just..." The shorter brunette sighs heavily, resisting the urge to press her lips against her neck and anywhere else she can reach. She has a boyfriend, after all. "I liked him before, but I can't help but look at him like he's a friend. I don't even think I'm attracted to him, like, physically. I know it's not all supposed to be about that but surely it's a big part of a relationship, you know?"

"Yeah, I know." Lauren nods, "So why are you with him?"

"Because he's already my boyfriend. What if I break up with him and then realise I do like him? And I don't want to hurt him... He's a nice guy, but I feel like we're on completely different pages, maybe even reading a different book." Plus, my heart is preoccupied, Camila adds silently.

"Oh." Lauren, taking a moment to process and come up with some real advice that isn't her brain screaming "ME! GO OUT WITH ME!", runs her hand up and down Camila's spine. "What if you stay with him, lead him on, and get stuck later down the line when he wants to go further? You don't want to do those things with him, do you?"

"Like... sexual things?" Camila cringes. Lauren nods in affirmation. "Well..." Camila whispers, "He already wants to. He kind of... used his hands. But I stopped him before he could go under my pants!"

"Camila! Did you say he could?! You guys have been dating for what? A month? If that?"

"Just over." Camila mutters, sensing Lauren's anger, "And, I didn't say anything."

"Break up with him." The green-eyed girl finally splutters, pulling away enough to look into Camila's anxious eyes as she continues, "He's making you feel like shit. Even if you feel good around him, this isn't how it's meant to be. When you're with someone, Camila, someone you really like or could maybe even love someday... you're supposed to feel attracted to them not just physically but in every other aspect too, not just because they're a 'nice person'. You're not supposed to have what looked damn close to a panic attack because they kissed you. At least, not one like this."

Camila's lips part. That's exactly what she feels when she's with La- but no, she's not supposed to feel that. Lauren is her friend and she's made it rather clear that she likes being her friend. Besides, she's touchy and flirty with everyone. Maybe not so much as with Camila, but maybe that's just because Camila is her best friend, and-

"Calling Camz. Come back down to Earth. Over." Lauren breaks through her thoughts with a false walkie-talkie voice, making a small smile crack on her lips.

"Lauren..." Camila gulps nervously, "I like you like that."

The smile leaves Lauren's lips, replaced with what Camila reads as panic, making her extremely ashamed of herself for sharing such a secret.

"Really?" Lauren frowns.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" She's cut off with a pair of lips, not against hers but against her forehead. They're soft, a little chapped though not as rough as his, and they're Lauren's. When she pulls back, she's blushing heavily at the younger girl still in her arms.

"Break up with him," Lauren repeats softly, eyes falling over every inch of Camila that she can see.

The girl chuckles, nodding. "I will."

"And then let me take you on a date." Lauren continues, smirking slightly as she regains eye contact with her crush.

"Please." Camila agrees before burying her face once again, this time to hide her blush.