camilas pov
Red really does seem like a suitable color for me, though i do sometimes prefer black, but lauren has already called that color. The rule is only one of us could wear black. Laurens clothing department dressed emily in a similar red dress as to mine and they put her hair into a simple high bun. My hair was just straightened so i could let it down, laurens hair was simply braided to one side.
I was getting my make up finished as laurens make up artist, Lou, was doing it for me. Lauren came in, my jaw felt like if it had bricks tied to it as it fell heavily. "c'mon now you'll get catch flies in their," she laughed as she shut my mouth. I blushed as i looked down to my hands.
"you look beautiful as well you know? Stunning, as usual." she tells me softly, i smile since i didn't want to say a formal, 'thank you'. Once Lou was finished, i thanked her and lauren told me it was time to go to the Limo that we will be taking to the Fashion Show.
Once we arrived at the red carpet entrance, i put emily close to me, as lauren put us close to her. Cameras flashed here, there, everywhere. Sometimes i would be blinded by its light, and lauren would end up helping me by guiding me to the entrance door. As the usher opened the door for us, we were seated immediately.
Once the show started, i was already amused and it felt amazing, lauren would even sometimes glance at me while i watched performances, and i'd catch her, she'd always smile at me. Once it came to her performance, i cheered her on, and smiled, watching every moment happen. It was an amazing experience. Especially being seated next to celebrities, i almost cried when i saw ed sheeran behind me.
After the fashion shows, i was backstage, waiting for lauren and emily. "hey there," a voice greeted me. I turned to find a woman that looked about laurens age. "um..hello," i greeted. She must be a rich celebrity for all i know, i'm not even sure if shes even talking to me or not. I stood awkwardly as she came closer. "you're lauren jauregui's girlfriend, am i right?" she asks, arching her eyebrows.
"well, not exactly...But shes working on it." i say shyly. "well, you two do have a child together don't y'all?" she asks, arching her eyebrows. "well, yeah." "then she might as well marry you!" she says. I shrug my shoulders. "i don't know, would'nt it be more proper to take things...slow?"
"You love her, do you not?" she asks, her hands to her hip. "well...i..i do, i do love her." "do you love her enough to marry her?" i pause for a moment to think about it. Do i want lauren for the rest of my life? Do i want this for the rest of my life? Spend every moment with a very busy celebrity? I don't know what i want anymore.
"do you? Celebrities like artists, always have the most wrecked relationships. Cheating, lying, false facts. She might even be playing with you, and you don't even know it. Even if she wanted you to be her girlfriend, you'll end up being lied to, cheated on, and left alone. She'd probably take custody of you're kid too,"
"why are you telling me this? She's not like that!" i say, half scared, half angry. "because she's done it to me," she says finally. "I'm just giving you a heads up, alright? If something funny happens. Tell her its straight up, over." she says as she began to walk away, just then lauren showed up, she spotted the woman i was talking to, she immediately went to me.
"hey, ready to go?" she says, i heard how shaky her voice sounded. "yeah, i think we should be going, its pretty late." Now all i could think of now, was my comfy bed and Lauren.
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christmas break is near :)
btw next year i'm planning a new camren fic called "Machine" it'll be great
