Like I Do - Camren

Chapter 30

Camila's POV
The music was loud, the party was in full swing. I stood with Lauren, who was looking very intently in one direction. I followed her gaze to see the British man I had hoped Dinah was bluffing about. I looked back to the girl next to me and couldn't decifer the look on her face.

Pulling lightly on her hand, I got Lauren's attention; barely. She hummed to acknowledge me, and I looked to see Brad making eye contact with my girl. I quickly tried to remind myself that there was no way she could feel the same about me still, and that I had to let her go, but before I knew it I could see the boy coming closer.

I almost walked away when he was about ten feet away from us, but I couldn't. I still loved Lauren, and seeing him eye her like a piece of meat gave me all sorts of bad feelings, so without thinking I pulled Lauren into me, the surprise evident in her face when she faced me, and smashed my lips onto hers for the first time in what felt like forever.

The same feelings I felt the first time we kissed resurfaced and I immediately felt weak in the knees. Needing to breath, we both pulled away. I looked to see that Brad was nowhere to be seen, and I mentally patted myself on the back, turning back to Lauren who looked surprised to say the least.

"Um, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-" I started, but was cut off by Lauren's mouth meeting mine in a very hungry kiss. Our makeout session was interupted by a very bubbly Ally. "Guys, as fantastic it is that you're back to.... that, you gotta come see this." She pulled on both of our arms.

Though I was disappointed that my moment with Lauren was ruined, I was not displeased with what I saw. A very heated makeout seemed to be happening between two of our band members. Lauren cleared her throat to get their attention, and scared Dinah and Normani, who immediately jumped and turned to see the three of us standing there.

Fixing there clothes, Normani opened her mouth to speak. "That was not what it looked like..." She started, but met eyes with my best friend. "Actually, screw this. That was exactly what it looked like."

After hearing the story of Normani's jealous rage leading up to now, we all decided it would be best if we went home. As we all piled into the Uber, I claimed my spot next to Lauren, and leaned onto her shoulder. Before I knew it I had fallen asleep, and was gently being shaken awake at the arrival of my apartment.

Getting out of the car, and realizing Lauren was the last one left, I stopped myself. "Laur?" I got her attention as though it wasn't on me in the first place. "Hm?" She hummed in response. "Stay with me?" I asked, and she looked hesitant. "I don't think that that's a good id-" she began "Not to do anything, I swear. Just... hold me?" I cut her off. I could feel the vulnerability dripping off my every word, and it seemed as though Lauren could as well, because she started getting out of the car with a quiet "okay."

As I unlocked my apartment and we walked in, I immediately felt embarassed, seeing that I hadn't cleaned up in a while and the placesmelled like weed. Lauren looked at me questionably with an eyevrow raised, and all I could do was blush like an idiot and look down.

"Hey, don't beat yourself up. I know you've been going through some stuff, I understand. Let's just go get into bed." Lauren reassuringly put a hand on my arm. I led her to my room, which was freezing cold, since the windows were open and it wasn't exactly the warmest night in LA. Noticing me shiver, Lauren rushed to close the windows.

After gathering all the blankets from around my room and placing them on my bed, Lauren turned to me. "Got anything I can sleep in?" She asked, and I nodded, walking to my dresser and pulling out sweatpants and a sweater for her and myself. It was far too cold for anything less.

Before I could realize what was happening, Lauren had began stripping right in front of me. Quickly turning away, I could feel my face getting warm. "Camz, you don't have to turn away. It's not like you've never seen me naked." She chuckled, but I still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

Turning back, I reminded myself that we were not together anymore. She didn't want me and the only reason she was even there was because she felt bad for me. That thought alone made me distance myself from her right when we lied down.

"Y'know, I thought the whole point of me being here was so I could hold you." She said jokingly, but I could still hear the sad undertone in her voice. "I just- I don't want to get my hopes up." I mumbled, squeezing my eyes shut while hoping it would make the term 'if I can't see you, you can't see me' ring true. Instead, I felt a reassuring hand grabbing mine.

"Hopes up? For what?" She asked, genuinely confused. I took a moment to try and gather my thoughts, failing miserably, before speaking up. "Do you still... have feelings for me?" I asked, regretting the words as soon as they left my mouth.

The silence that followed my me want to cry and scream and punch a wall all at the same time. How could I have been so stupid? First kissing her earlier and then this? Why would I even ask her something like that? Clearly she didn't anymore. I had ghosted her as soon asthe tour ended. She wouldn't want me. She shouldn't want me. I'm no good.

"Camila..." Lauren finally spoke up, but I couldn't take it. Sitting up, and swung my feet to the floor. I knew where this was going. "Actually, forget I said anything. I'm gonna go sleep in the guest bedroom, so you have a goodnight." I got up, but before I could walk away, a cold hand grabbed my wrist.

"Camila, no. Of course I still have feelings for you. How could I not?" And before I knew it, the gap between us was closed, and her lips met mine for the third time that night, wrapping them in a sweet kiss.

I didn't proof read this, so sorry in advance.