On Chill (Camren Fanfic)

"Basically I have a penis."

The one in top is the front and the bottom is the back of the house:)

Lauren was driving down the roads of New York when she couldn't get off her mind of what Camila boyfriend did. When Lauren met her this morning, she looked so distraught and in fear. She couldn't stand in silence so she pressed the record on her apple watch to get some information.

"Camila..." Lauren began. "Do you feel safe around your boyfriend?" Lauren asked calmly looking at her for a second to see any hesitation.

Camila sucked in her breath and slowly shook her head. "I- what if he does worse Lauren?" Camila spoke thinking of all the worst possibilities of things occurring "He use to be so nice... it was when his father died... he became so.." Camila just shook her head.

"How long ago was that?" Lauren asked taking a turn on one of the streets.

"It was about a 5 months ago. He's hit me before but that wasn't as bad as his Dad use to hit Austin's mom."

Lauren frowned. "Camila that isn't good at all. No matter how hard it is it's still wrong."

"I know but if you tell anyone he's going to get angry and I don't want to think about what he would even do after that" Camila spoke quietly.

Little did Camila know that Lauren was a undercover police officer and this was her second year with the job. "Okay I won't but you promise to tell me everything he does to you that you felt highly uncomfortable. Okay?" Lauren finished. quickly pressing the stop button. She'll say the information to it later so she'll know later what to give.

"Okay I will." Camila promised. She started chuckling a bit "What's your job Lauren? You sound like some type of FBI agent." Camila said. looking at the city in front of them.

Lauren just played it cool. That was one of the things she had to master with having that job. "Nope I just work for some company." Lauren easily lied. She didn't want to lie, but since she's only just met Camila she has to be careful for what she's saying. Yes Camila seems very innocent, she had to be aware of her surroundings.

They finally reached Lauren's house. It wasn't too far from Camila's apartment so that was good. Lauren went to Camila's side of the car and opened it, helping her with her school bag and work bag. She went to her garage and put in the code for it to open up.

"You seem to have a thing for black cars Lauren." Camila giggled.

"Yeah, it's kind of my favorite color. Do you wanna take a shower?" Lauren asked turning on the lights that brightened up the marble kitchen. "If you don't have any clothes I can get you from my drawer." Lauren offered directing her to her room.

Camila was admiring Lauren's master bed room when something caught her eye. It was pack of condoms and birth control pills. " Are these your pills?" Camila chuckled.

Lauren snorted. "No it's... my ex girlfriend's pills , those can't work with me." Lauren replied looking for some clothes for Camila. Lauren didn't think that saying that would make Camila confused as ever.

This just stirred up a bunch of questions from Camila "Lauren... you do know that you don't need to take the pill or use a condom... since it's just you and your girlfriend." Camila said slowly make sure her information was valid. Right? You don't need those things... well She didn't think so?

Lauren totally forgot that Camila didn't know about her condition. She felt that every person she met just magically knew and understand. She wished that's how it was, especially back in Miami.

Lauren physically slapped her forehead feeling extremely stupid. "I'm sorry Camila your probably really confused.' She apologized swinging her arm for Camila to sit right next to her on the bed.