A/N: Hola Mi Amores, back with a chapter.
Just when Lauren was about to text Lucy. She realized that she didn't even have her number. Was that a dumb ass move? Yeah, you can say that. She tried to think of ways she can get a hold on the trumpet player, but she seem to not have any connections with Lucy at the moment. Well, except for one person.
Camila.
She's the only connection she has to Lucy, and from what she saw earlier she was kind of afraid to text Camila at the moment. Lauren personally don't know what she did wrong, but she hates seeing Camila so upset.
One thing that slipped out of her mind that she almost kissed her. Who is she kidding? That has not slipped out of her mind at all. She's been thinking about it, how Camila's lips would feel against her own. She shakes her head trying to get rid of the imagines, and lays on her bed. She grabs her phone and unlocks it, pressing Camila's contact. Is that way Camila was avoiding her? She crossed the boundary?
Lauren: Hey Camila, quick question. Could you give me Lucy's number?
Cute Fucker🔥: (305)344-3678
Lauren: Thank you.
This low key hurt Lauren. Not even a "sure! Here it is" from her.
Lauren: You okay?
Literally an hour later Camila answered back. Which was pretty unusual, considering the girl would always text back quickly.
Cute Fucker🔥: Yes.
One word answers always annoyed Lauren to the point where she would not even text the person back, but in this case it was very different. Lauren scratched her left brow, trying to come up with something to say until she heard her phone go off.
Cute Fucker🔥: When did you guys start getting so close
Lauren farrowed her eyebrows and began typing:
Lauren: ? I'm not sure what you mean
Cute Fucker🔥: Yes you do.
For some odd reason, this side of Camila is getting her nervous. She feels guilty, but guilty for what? She didn't even do anything. She doesn't recall doing anything. They almost kinda kissed? But it didn't happen.
Lauren: oh. We were just talking.
Cute fucker🔥: sure. I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow.
And with that, the conversation was over. The girl stared at her phone screen, rereading what just happened. Lauren then copy and pasted Lucy's number, adding her to her contacts.
Unknown: Hey
Lucy🎺: Who's this?
Unknown: Don't act like you don't know 😉 Last night was a blast,
Lucy🎺: I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong number.
Unknown: Baby, the only thing wrong here is me not being with you right now 😉
Lucy🎺: uhh, I'm going to block you if you keep talking this weird shit.
Unknown: I love when you're angry 😍😍
Lucy🎺: I'm blocking you bye.
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Fanfic" At least things can't get any worse... Or better?" Lauren thought. Oh was she wrong. Camila practically jumped on her lap, basically straddling Lauren on the chair. Lauren surprised by the action, unknowingly laid both of her hands on either side...
