Thinking Out Loud

Chapter Six

Camila and I remained as we were for a few moments, taking in the peaceful moment that would be taken away from us far too soon.

"What time is it?"Camila asked quietly.

I rolled onto my back slightly, twisting my head to focus on the clock that sat on my nightstand.

"Just after midnight."I informed her, my chin resting against her shoulder. Although she nodded, her eyes slowly began to fall shut.

"Go to sleep."I whispered, sitting up. 

"I don't want to."She argued, grabbing my hand. I laughed softly, shaking my head at her.

"Yes you do."I said, standing up."C'mon, lets change clothes and then you can pass out."

"About that whole changing clothes thing.."Camila mumbled, pushing herself up."I might have been so excited to come over here that I forgot to pack any pajamas."

I laughed, walking over to my dresser.

"You're telling me that you forgot to pack any sleep clothes?"I questioned as I pulled open one of the drawers, grabbing a t-shirt and a pair of track shorts for myself.

"Can you blame me?"She contested, now standing behind me."I just really wanted to see you."

I smirked, my eyes drifting over to her backpack that sat only a few feet away.

"So you're telling me that if I look into this bag.."I said, quickly outstretching an arm to grab hold of the bag before she could stop me."That there are absolutely no pajamas?"

Camila's eyes got wide, any signs of sleep now gone.

"Lauren!"She said, grabbing my shoulders."Don't go through my bag. That's not nice."

Ignoring her, my smirk grew larger as I looked through the contents of Camila's bag. Right on the top, under two bananas, sat a pair of pajamas. I couldn't contain my laughter as I held the bananas in one hand and the pajamas in the other.

"Don't laugh at me!"Camila protested. Despite her wishes, I only laughed harder.

"Bananas, Camila?"I managed to get out between the laughter, falling back onto the floor as she tackled me playfully and placed a hand over my mouth.

"I wasn't sure that you had any!"She said, grabbing the bananas with her free hand."Plus you never know when you might want a snack. I could have gotten hungry while I was waiting for you to get back."

Sticking my tongue out, I licked the palm of Camila's hand in order to get her to move with. Although my attempt was unsuccesful, my size advantage was definitely useful. Wrapping an arm around her waist, I easily flipped us so that she was now pressed against the floor and I was straddling her waist.

"Lying about not packing clothes?"I asked, waving the clothes that I had in my left hand playfully.

"I just..."Camila scrunched her nose, trying to think of an excuse."Fine."She groaned, hitting me in the side with one of her bananas."I just wanted to sleep in one of your shirts. They're cozy."She explained, shrugging her shoulders."And not to mention, they smell like you."

I grinned from ear to ear, lowering myself so I was closer to her.

"See?"I whispered, my lips inching closer to hers."You could have just said that. But you're cute, so I'll let you by with it. This time."I mumbled before my lips landed on hers. Although I expected her to reciprocate the kiss, her head twisted to the side.

"No, no. We need to change clothes now."Camila said, peering at me from the corner of her eye, a smirk on her face.

"Not cool, Cabello. Not. Cool."I pouted as I stood up, looking down at her.

"Aw, Lolo. Let's not get upset."She mimicked, wrapping her hand around mine as she pulled herself up. I stared down at her, but the puppy dog face that she was giving me caused me to give in within the matter of five seconds.

"All yours, punk."I said as I handed her the shirt, my 1975 shirt to be exact, that I had retrieved from the drawer, though I held the sweatshirt that I had removed from her bag in my hand."But I get to sleep in this."

"Deal."Camila agreed, placing a quick kiss on my lips before turning from me. My tongue slowly traced over my lips, the taste of Camila still fresh.

My eyes remained locked on Camila's back as she removed her top. With the smooth skin of her back exposed, all I wanted to do was feel all of her body like I had fantasized about so many times before. But I couldn't give in to my urges, no matter how strong they were.

Apparently I got lost in my fantasy of the physical, and emotional, experience that I wanted to share with Camila, because the next thing I knew sh was standing in front of me with her hands rested on her hips.

"Were you watching me change?"She asked matter-of-factly. I felt all of the blood rushing to my cheeks as my jaw dropped slightly.

"I, uhm, I was.."I stuttered, unable to conjure up a sentence of any kind to cover up for my actions. Camila took a step closer to me, her head cocked slightly to the side. Her brown hues scanned over my face as she began to laugh, her eyes finally landing on mine.

"Why are you so stinkin' cute?"She said, her hands coming to a rest on either side of my face.

Although I tried to hold back my smile, I couldn't.

"Shut up."I mumbled playfully, pressing my forehead against hers.

We stood like this for a few moments, so little happening yet somehow so much. It was honestly painful to know that Camila and I would be losing this in the matter of days. We would be forced to play it off as we had been for the past two years, acting as if we were nothing when in reality we were just two teenagers in love. Like this, I could kiss her as I pleased. I could show her affection as I pleased. Instead, we would be lucky to share a glance or touch hands without having everyone question us.

"As much as I love this.."Camila whispered, drawing me back to reality."I think I might fall asleep if we stand here much longer."

I chuckled softly, placing a kiss on her nose.

"Go lay down."I told her, my hand on the small of her back as I guided her to the matress."I'll be right back in."

"Don't take too long. I might start to miss you."Camila yawned, laying back under the sheets.

I exited my bedroom and headed for the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I quickly stripped my clothes from the day and replaced them with the Ed Sheeran sweatshirt that I had taken from Camila. I took in a deep breath, a smug grin coming onto my face as Camila's scent ingulfed me.

Pulling back my hair, I tied it up with the hairbow that had been around my wrist before I began washing off the makeup from day. By the time I was done with my normal routine, I was more than ready to join Camila for a nice cuddle session.

When I finally made it back into my room, I saw a sight that I thought was absolutely going to make my heart melt. Camila was curled up under the blankets, her hair slightly covering her face. I crawled in beside of her, my body molding against hers as my arms embraced her.

"You're back."She mumbled, her hands now resting on top of mine."I was just starting to miss you."

"Now you can sleep peacefully."I teased, my head resting in the crook of her neck.

"I'll meet you in dreamland."Camila said in an exhale, her state of conciousness slowly fading.

"I'll see you there."I replied, placing a soft kiss on her jaw line as I allowed my eyes to flutter shut.