My Favorite Camren One-Shots (Part 2)

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All Lauren remembered that night was Camila throwing up and practically being paralysed from the pain she was feeling. Lauren immediately called 911 and there was an ambulance in their driveway within five minutes and they were rolling her out on the gurney as she moaned and groaned and begged for Lauren to be with her because she was too scared to be alone. Once they’d let Lauren on beside her, and got Camila on the drugs she needed to stop the pain she was feeling, everything was fine. Lauren was holding Camila’s hand tightly and Camila was giggling at the bumps of the ambulance driving back through the city towards the hospital.

Lauren waited in the emergency room for hours and hours and hours as they operated on Camila and didn’t tell her exactly what was wrong. When they told her what was wrong with her, using all the proper medical terms, all Lauren could figure out was that they were cutting Camila’s stomach open to remove something that wasn’t supposed to be there, and that she would have to stay in hospital for possibly up to two months for a part of her recovery. She couldn’t eat and she couldn’t drink, they were just giving her everything through tubes stuck in her body.

Lauren was almost in tears when they let her into Camila’s hospital room, the poor little baby had tubes absolutely everywhere, in her wrists and on her hands and down her throat at first. But as she started to wake up, they removed the tube in her mouth and replaced it with one to go in her nose. The younger girl was moaning and groaning and Lauren sat beside her, playing with Camila’s fingertips very gently.

Lauren was glad to be able to sleep on the couch next to Camila instead of having to go by the visiting hours. She spent a lot of time humming and singing to Camila as she was falling asleep, and kissing her dry lips and hugging her as she cried that she was hungry or thirsty, “It’s okay little bumblebee, we’ll be out of here in no time, I promise.”

The only time Lauren was away from Camila was a few times a day when she needed something to eat or something to drink, because she knew eating and drinking in front of the young girl wouldn’t have been fair on her at all. Camila begged Lauren for food. Cheeseburgers and pizza or even a drink of soda. But Lauren couldn’t do anything about it.

Every single day, a nurse would come by and repack the hole in Camila’s stomach. It was large and disgusting and gorey, and both the young girls hated looking at it and closed their eyes as it was painfully being packed, “Squeeze my hand when it hurts, Camzi,” Lauren would whisper to her.

“I’m so bored. I’m not allowed to do anything. I’m not really allowed to go outside for some fresh air. And it gets so stuffy in this room. It’s so hot. And they never let me take these dumb blankets off. And it’s really annoying. I hate it here. I wanna go home. I wish I never got taken here,” Camila huffed, carefully crossing her arms across her chest.

“Hey! If you didn’t come here, you would have died. So you should be glad I called the ambulance when I did. Otherwise it would have been a few more months of those awful fevers and never being able to keep any food down. And I know I didn’t like that because I could never kiss your precious little face without burning my fucking lips off,” Lauren laughed loudly. She walked around to the end of Camila’s bed and rearranged the blankets so that her feet were sticking out of the end, “Does this feel a little better?”

Camila nodded and sighed, “It’s just that, it’s nice to be without the fevers but the condition they keep me in feels exactly the same. I’m always so hot and it really hurts so bad. But this time I can’t even drink water to make myself feel better,” she sighed, “Come here. Kiss me!” She said childishly, reaching out for Lauren.

Lauren laughed and moved around the bed and was pulled down into a tight hug immediately by Camila, who was busy making kissy noises. Lauren pecked her on the lips, causing Camila’s mouth to relax, before giving her a proper kiss, nibbling on her bottom lip cheekily. She pulled away and grinned, “A few more weeks, okay baby?”

Camila groaned and pulled Lauren down for another kiss. Lauren sighed happily as she hugged her fragile little girlfriend, softly kissing her rough lips. She pulled away for another moment and Camila groaned again, “Noooooooo, more kisses!”

“Your lips. They hurt, don’t they?”

“No.”

“You’re lying to me,” Lauren smirked, shaking her head, “Here…” she turned around and searched through her bag, quickly pulling out some Chapstick and popping the lid of, “Come here. Lemme fix those pretty lips of yours,” she applied the cherry Chapstick to Camila’s dry lips and smiled, “You poor thing your mouth must be so dry…” she sighed, leaning down and pecking her lips quickly, “But at least you’re extra tasty right now,” she winked.

Camila sighed and got herself comfortable again, fighting the urge to lick her lips. Lauren searched through her bag and Camila turned her head, trying to see what Lauren was doing, “Did you bring me something special, Lolo?” she asked tiredly, having used most of her energy in pulling Lauren down to kiss her, “I’m kind of tired. I’m sick of sleeping and just lying here. It makes me feel so useless…”

“Hey, you’re not useless! It’s not your fault. There was just something wrong. Believe me, in a few weeks you’ll be up again. Of course your tummy will still hurt for a long time. But I’ll help you through it okay? I promise… now… I did get you something special. I went by some cosmetic stores the other day. I got you a few things. I mean, I’ve got more for you at home but you can’t really use them right now. But! Here!” Lauren said, turning around to show Camila the different shades of pink nail polish she had in her hands, “I’m gonna paint your nails, is that okay? I thought it might give us something to do.”

“Anything you do to me makes me happy,” Camila smiled warmly, “But do my feet first. And no tickles,” she frowned, “If you tickle me I could laugh so hard my stomach will hurt and I also might accidentally kick you in the face…”

Lauren kissed Camila’s forehead gently before dragging her chair to the end of her bed. Lauren picked one of Camila’s feet off of the bed and kissed each of her toes gently, “What colors do you want? I have three special shades of pink,” she said, holding out the bottles for Camila to see properly, each shade of pink in her hand lighter than the other.

“All of them! Do light pink, middle pink, dark pink, middle pink, light pink! On each foot and my hands,” she said, sitting up a little bit so that she could watch Lauren. The older girl picked up Camila’s other foot and kissed her toes gently, making Camila giggle, “Noooo, pleaaaase. It tickles,” she laughed.

“Okay, okay, no more kissing your little toes,” Lauren smiled, getting the lighter paint out. She shook up the bottle before unscrewing the lid, taking the brush and slowly brushing it over Camila’s little toenails, “Your feet are cute, okay?” Lauren said quietly, skilfully painting her nails, “You have cute little toes…” She reached up and took Camila’s hand in her own, painting some of her nails light pink, before repeating the action with the other. She continued to do this with each of the paints until Camila’s nails were all painted with different shades of pink.

“Thanks Lauren,” Camila mumbled sleepily, looking down fondly at her gorgeous girlfriend. Despite the fact Camila wasn’t smiling, Lauren could see the love Camila had in her eyes, and it made her smile widely, “Love you,” Camila whispered.

“Love you more than anything in the entire world,” Lauren replied, placing a gentle kiss against Camila’s lips, “A few more weeks, and everything will be okay,” she whispered, taking Camila’s hand in her own as she sat in the couch beside Camila’s bed. She held her hand until the young princess was fast asleep, “I love you so much,” she whispered to her unconscious girlfriend, kissing the back of her hand very gently as she held onto it tightly.