Camren One Shots

Dude, we're getting the band back together!

A/N: I'll admit this is slightly less about the whole comeback and more about how they got together in the first place

Can you tell i'm feeling a lot of things tonight?

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Request from @lmjlovely on Wattpad: they do a comeback and they admit that they're together

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Camila was used to the thrill of performing.

She's been a performer for the better part of her life. She'd moved past the awkwardness of facing hundreds, maybe even thousands, of eager faces. She'd conquered the shaky legs and shaky voice long ago.

What she never conquered was performing with Lauren.

Something she never, in a million years, thought would ever happen again.

But here she was, waiting below a stage with Lauren to her left and her girls on her right. Normani, Ally and Dinah were practically vibrating with excitement but when she looked at Lauren all she saw was the soft smile and loving eyes she'd seen for years.

Except now Lauren didn't have to pretend it wasn't there.

They'd been given the green light just before they crawled under the stage.

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Camila almost died when Lauren appeared on her doorstep.

It'd been raining, her hair was plastered to her forehead, water was dripping off her clothes. Lauren looked, to be nice about it, horrific. There was makeup running down her cheeks, a puddle at her feet, her hands clenched into fists.

Camila couldn't even get words out, just stepped back and let Lauren walk into her house.

Water dripped down her hallway until Camila shook herself into action, disappearing to find a towel, draping it around Lauren's shoulders the second she was back.

She found herself helping Lauren dry off before she could stop herself. She shot back when their hands brushed and she seemed to remember where she was.

"Lauren... what-"

"Can I have some dry clothes?" Lauren asked hoarsely. Camila nodded and walked off to find a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. She was too stunned to think too deeply about what was happening in her living room.

After Lauren had dried off and changed, Camila coaxed her to sit down.

"What's going on?" Camila asked gently. Lauren inhaled sharply, as though she realised where she was for the first time.

"God, I shouldn't be here." Lauren started to stand but Camila latched onto her wrist and pulled her back down.

"Just... talk to me." Camila whispered. Lauren swallowed before she couldn't stop the flurry of words that poured out of her.

"I miss you. Not even like... whatever we had. Just you. I miss talking to you, I miss sending you memes and I miss your flirting. I miss the way you'd hold me after a bad day, or the way you'd take my mind off things when everything was too much. I miss being teased by our friends about how cute we were, how we ignored our feelings because our friendship was too important. I miss the feeling of your lips,"

Camila blushed at that, she didn't think Lauren even remembered that night.

"I miss the way you'd look at me when you thought I wasn't paying attention. I miss your laugh and the way you snort at Dinah's stupid jokes. I miss us and I wish I'd said it sooner."