Lauren's POV
Camila was clearly in love with that place, but who wouldn't be?
This field is one of the most visited places in Miami, I don't now why isn't it included in the tourist tours...
“Are you going to stand there? Come!” I took her hand, walking through the flowers
Camila walked carefully, avoiding stepping on them or trying.
“Lauren, stop... I don't want to kill the roses.” she said
“How would you want to get in the middle if you don't step on the flowers?” I asked
“Why do we have to go to the middle?” she asked
“The photos are better there...” I said
“What pictures?” she asked again
“The ones you are going to take to remember this place” I said
She continued to refuse to step on the blessed flowers, for God's sake, how hard is this woman.
I didn't have another option...
I bent down, with a move and took her in my arms, with a little more effort, I lifted her on my shoulders.
Camila, as it was obvious, she was screaming all the time.
“BEWARE OF THE PINK ONE.” she shouted, looking at the ground
“LAUREN, LET ME DOWN!
YOU DESTROYER OF FLOWERS, SUCH HEARTLESS. I'AM ONLY WAIT FOR A FUCKING BEE TO COME AND STING YOU TO LEARN.” she kept saying
I rolled my eyes and kept ignoring her screams, until we got where I wanted, then I let her down.
“Here we are, see? it wasn't that bad ”
I said and sat in the middle of the flowers
“If you don't step on them, others will do,
I can't see the difference...”
She sat down too, giving up.
“It's so cute, I don't want to destroy anything.” She looked around the place
“but anyway,” she said and looked at me
“Khm... thanks for bringing me here.”
“It's nothing..” I said and winked
“What if we bet a race?” I said and got up “whoever arrives first pays one ice cream for the other.”
“Ready!” She said and got up too
“To the three.” I said
“One ... two ... ” she ran away
“hey, that's not how it goes!”
I said and run after her
“Your legs are bigger!” she shouted, turning to me, her hair came to her face when she did it “it still wasn't fair!” I said and she continued running
I shook my head and kept running, at a slower pace than usual, I could pass Camila and in a matter of seconds, she runs very slowly, but I didn't want to do it.
I want her to win, because I look like a little girl, so alive, so radiant, so happy, everything that years ago I wasn't.
She arrived at one of the ice cream parlor benches, having difficulties breathing,
but she made gestures of victory.
“I won!” She said
Obviously you won, you're a cheater I teased, getting closer
“I'm not the one to blame for having small legs. Now go, pay for the ice cream.” she said
“And I'm not the one to blame for having big legs?” I said
“Don't start Jauregui, go and pay for it.” she answered happily
I bought two ice creams and gave one to her, sitting next to her.
“Shit my back” she said and placed her hand on her back of. “It's tense to have a sedentary life ” she said laughing
“Exercise does good.” I said
“Look who's talking... as far as I know, you lost” she said
“There will be a rematch, Camila, wait for it..” I said
She laughed and kept eating her ice cream, while I ate mine. When I finished, I took hers from her hands and took a bite.
“Hey, no stop! You're going to end up fat.” she said
“I won't.” I said
“Of course, if you keep eating that way..” she finished her ice cream, throwing the paper “Come on, I want to go to look at the park.” she got up, waiting for me
We walked around the roses, now that she haven't got the crisis of stepping on flowers and she was admiring the place,
while I was admiring her
Camila's POV
I stopped walking and sat down again in the middle of the roses, touching the petals of each of them, Lauren sat next to me, but didn't seem to give much importance to the flowers, the truth is, I think she hates being here.
I just wanted to know why the hell she brought me to this place.
And it was exactly what I asked, in a subtle way, obviously. She looked at me in fright, as if asking why the sun is yellow and not pink.
“How did you get in the conclusion that I don't like it here?” she asked
“I can see it in your face, you give me thst vibe” I said
“Just because I don't jump up and down or I'm showing my emotions or I'm not laughing means that I'm not liking it?” she said
“What do you mean by ‘jumping’?
Do you mean I'm a hard-faced rabbit?”
I asked raising an eyebrow
“How many children do you have?” she asked
I looked at her with a wtf face and answered “none”
“Then you are not a rabbit, rabbits have ‘many’ children..” she said and made a special intonation in ‘many’ “maybe you're a kangaroo.” she mocked
“What the fuck Lauren, that's the most meaningless thing I've ever heard...
But hey, you want to go back home?”
“Do you want to?” that stupid mania she has to answer with another question
“I asked you first.” I said
“Depending on your answer, I create mine...” she answered proudly
“I still haven't takenpictures...” I pointed out
“So that's a no?” she said “in that case, I don't want to leave yet..”
I nodded and tried not to smile.
-
After that we took several pictures, I forced Lauren to get in to some, since Sandra made me run out of patience because she wants to know about her.
I was expecting that things between me and Lauren would be better after the walk, but let's say that we started from zero again once we entered the house.
She apologized, by staying quiet...
the only way she knows.
By taking me to the flower field, I also apologized without saying much, I think she knows that, because I don't know her anymore.
That when she talks to me that happens a few times, so it should be noted.
-
The week passed quickly, my classes kept me busy for a good part of the time, but I'm not complaining, I'm enjoying each of them.
The weekend arrived and I made a decision, a little risky and let's say curious. I decided to follow Lauren.
No, the idea didn't come from nothing.
I heard her leaving with those unhappy friends of her, I was curious to know what's so magical about that club that she constantly tells us that she's going, obviously Lauren never told me where she was.
So I'll find out on my own.
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The exchange (camren) English Version
General Fiction- THE EXCHANGE 1ST BOOK - The author of the story is @merari-cabello on wattpad. All the credits go to her! I asked the author if it's okay to translate it but she still haven't answered. I think it would be okay if there was an english version of i...
