Musically In Love

Chapter 15

*Lauren*

L: "Sooo, I was thinking.. why don't we pick up where we left off??"

Erin smiles and backs off a little.

E: "Not now, babe. Not like this. I'd like to think that us bumping into each other like this again, is a sign. So if we do this, I want us both to be one hundred percent present, okay?"

She reaches and pushes some hair that fell on the side of my face, behind my ear.

I drop my head and realize that she's probably right. The only reason I wanted to hook up with Erin anyway, was becuase I was extremely upset with Camila and what had happened earlier. This is definitely not fair on Erin. She's such a stunning woman with a beautiful soul, and she deserves better than this.

I look up and smile at her, taking her by the hands, I apologize for my sloppy behaviour and offer to buy her a drink. She agrees and she joins me at the bar. We sit in silence for a while, sipping on our drinks, watching everyone on the dancefloor until she looks at me and asks;

E: "Sooo.. Who is she?"

Her question stings me like a bee.

L: "Who do you mean?"

E: "C'mon babe, don't play dumb. I am familiar with that look in your eyes. You're in love and I know that something must've happened that made you end up here at this bar, attempting to drown your sorrows and forget about it? We can talk if you want, you know? I'm a good listener..."

L:"Well, if I didn't know better I'd think you're a psychic. Is it that obvious?

E:"Pretty much.. But you're human, so you're allowed to feel."

L: "I'm pathetic, that's what I am!!"

She disagrees strongly and gets up off the bar stool, stands in front of me and pulls me into an embrace. I wrap my arms around her waist and I rest my cheek on her chest. She smells incredible. I breathe her in deeply and her scent wakes the butterflies in my tummy. I know this scent.. Camila smells the same way!! This isn't helping the situation.

Erin is standing in between my legs with her arms wrapped around my neck and I'm sitting here, clinging to her like a child. I loosen my grip slightly and with my arms still around her waist I tilt my head back and rest my chin on her chest so I can look up at her. She pulls back slightly and looks down at me.

E: "Wanna talk about it?"

I pout like a baby in an attempt to be cute and I shake my head.

E: "Okay, then what can I do to help you feel better?"

I raise an eyebrow and smirk and then I shrug my shoulders trying to act innocent.

She giggles and steps back again to avoid anything happening, but I pull her back into me and our faces are inches apart now. I feel her sweet breath on my face. My hands travel down the small of her back and onto her perfectly firm, round ass. I look up at her and she's biting her bottom lip, I can see she's still trying to fight the urge and then almost instantly, she gives in, leans down and her soft, sweet lips latch onto my bottom lip. My body trembles slightly and goosebumps cover ever inch of my skin. Everything feels heightened and overly incredible right now and I know this is because of the alcohol in my system.

She takes the lead and deepens the kiss and strokes my tongue with hers. My hands can't help but squeeze on her ass and she instantly presses her body into my center and I let out a soft moan into her mouth. The kiss is getting to the same intense stage as it did on that night and I can feel that this time I don't want to stop.

Our kiss still deeply intact and our lips still locked, I stand up and with one swift move I lift her up and her legs instinctively wrap around my waist. I spin around and place her on the stool now. I take the lead now and I'm kissing her deeply and sensually and my body wants so much more. Her hands travel down my chest and down to my tummy and she slips her hands up my top. My breath catches at the back of my throat.

She slides her hands up my bare stomach and under my bra onto my bare chest and with such skill, she finds my nipple and flicks it with her thumb. I moan louder and electric jolts shoot through my body.

Suddenly, something inside me stops me and I step away.

Wait, Lauren. You can't go through with this. Don't be a selfish bitch!

L: "Erin.. I..."

She smiles and nods as she gets up and readjusts her top and fixes her hair as if she already knows my reasoning.

E: "You don't have to explain, babe.. Go to her, Lauren. Promise me you'll fight for her okay?"

Wow. She really does have a beautiful soul. I lean in and kiss her on her cheek before I turn on my heels and head outside. I reach into my pocket and switch my phone on only to see that it's already 2am. I open my messages and click on her name. Reading that message from Camila again made me feel uncomfortably guilty. I really fucked up tonight. I acted on impulse when my emotions were out of control. I read the message over and over and eventually decided to reply in the morning when I was in the right frame of mind. I sighed, slipped my phone back into my pocket, hopped into the Uber and went straight home.

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*Camila*

Last night was a nightmare. I'm convinced it was all just a terribly bad dream. I only slept for an hour in between random fits of panic and over thinking. I must have checked my phone over 100 times to check if Lauren had replied. The longer I wait, the more anxious I get and I constantly have to talk myself out of sending her 1 million desperate texts or calling her off the hook. I had to wait for her to reply so I know that if she agrees to see me after last night, she hasn't given up on us yet. All I need is a 'yes'.

I slowly get out of bed. My head feels light and fuzzy from the lack of sleep. I open my curtains and the brightness of the morning hits me and feels like it's burning a hole through my exhausted, bloodshot eyes. I groan out in pain and swiftly shut the curtains again. Not today Satan. Today I am a vampire.

I hop into the shower and spend time standing under the hot water trying to release the tension in my neck and then I get dressed and decide to spend the rest of my day watching Friends and getting lost in a different world to this one.

Walking down the stairs, I surprisingly don't smell the usual morning pancakes and burnt toast. Confused, I walk into the kitchen and my heart literally leaps out of my chest. I forget how to breathe. I stop dead in my tracks and I try pinching myself to see if I was still asleep.

Lauren was sitting at the kitchen counter talking to my mom. They both turn to look at me. My mom still looks really upset and gets up off the chair and starts to leave the kitchen without saying a word. My heart is pounding as I watch her walk by me, and I almost expected her to say something hurtful but she walks right past me and into the living room.

I slowly turn back around and at first it's so difficult to even look at her but when I do, I see that Lauren has her head down. She slowly lifts her head and looks at me with this sad expression on her face that almost rips my heart in two.

L: "Hey Camz.."

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