Chapter 9

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Lauren's POV
                 
I noticed that Camila was confused with everything I was talking about, but I couldn't sit still.It is as if the words came out of my mouth without having any control over them.

“Will you leave me with curious, then?”
I asked, moving my fingers on the couch.

“I'm not disgusted by germs.” she said finally

Oh, that was what I had asked her...
For a second I thought I asked her if she had had sex with a gay friend, was that not what I asked?

“Oh”... I answered, trying to seem happy with the answer.

While trying to remember why I had asked that question, I mean the fact of knowing if she was disgusted by germs.

“If you were disgusted with germs, you couldn't live with your own in your mouth.”
I said, feeling a complete idiot after hearing the words come out.

But it makes sense, I mean, she needs to swallow, right?

“Yes, I think you're right.” she smiled

I think she just wants to be nice, nothing more.

“Do you want to get married?” I asked so our conversation wouldn't stop.

Before she had time to think about the answer “who would want to live a lifetime next to the same person?” I asked.

And then I immediately responded
“well, the ducks would, but in the end who cares about the ducks?” I noted that she wanted to laugh “you can laugh.” I told her.

Then she couldn't take it anymore and let out a laugh, her eyes couldn't contain the tears and I kept looking at her smile, I felt the desire to accompany her laughter, but I didnt.

After a while she calmed down, placed her hands on her stomach indicating that she couldn't bear to laugh anymore and dried her eyes wet with tears.

“Sorry” she said when she finally managed to stop her laughter. “Is that... it was very funny about the ducks.” she said, resisting the urge to laugh again

“It's okay.” I sighed well, without mentioning them again. I shrugged.
“Do you think about marrying? ”

“Personally, every woman thinks about it.” she said sincerely “but it's not in my priorities.”

“Do the the fish sleep?” I asked.

“I don't know, they are always swimming and swimming.” she answered.

“ I'm going to buy a fish and discover that.” she said.

“Yeah, sure.” I nodded, not letting her see that I did not remember what we were talking about.

“Are not you going to sleep?” she asked, questiongly

“If fish don't sleep, that menas that they don't have nightmares... that's good. I'm not going to sleep either... ”

“I won't. I am very full of energy to sleep”

Did I hit myself today? I don't remember what left me so energetic. I'll ask Alexa tomorrow.

“I can see it” he replied amused.

What would I ask Taylor tomorrow? ...

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