The Blindside of Love (Camren) Altern Versión

Chapter 65

SO I HAVE A FEW ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE , FIRST I WANT TO CLARIFY TO THE PERSON WHO SAY I RUN THE ILUSION PF THE STORY CUZ I MAKE A TINY MISTAKE WITH A NAME, I'M SORRY BUT LIKE A SAY BEFORE ONE OF MY EYES DONT WORK SO IM PARTLY BLIND, AND IS REALLY REALLY HARD TO WRITE WITH JUST ONE EYE SO THATS ON THAT , BUT YOU RIGHT IM GONNA TAKE MY TIME TO KEEP UPDATING THIS STORY, ONE CUZ OF MY EYE PROBLEM AND TWO CUZ TODAY I GET BACK MY TEST FOR COVID-19 AND IT CAME BACK POSITIVE , AND I WAS ACTUALLY PLANNING ON KEEPING THE REGULAR UPDATES BUT I DONT WANT TO MAKE MORE MISTAKES AND RUIN THE CAMREN MOOD OF THE STORY SO YEAH THIS STORY IS COMING TO A UNDEFINED HIATUS INTIL I FELT BETTER TO KEEP UPDATING, SO ENJOY THIS CHAPTER AND I WOULD BE SEEING YOU GUYS 💖

"I thought we were going to a lesbian bar!" Camila yelled over the loud music. She glanced around the club that Lauren had led her into, trying to see through the clouds of smoke. Everywhere she looked, scantily clad people were dancing and jumping around. Red and blue and green lights bounced from the walls to the floor to the ceiling and back again.

Lauren smiled and took Camila ' hand. "I thought you wanted to dance."

Camila had to smile back. She looked at their intertwined hands for a moment, feeling unreasonably giddy. "A deal's a deal," she replied. The dance music was making her want to jump around. She felt suddenly energized.

As they made their way to the dance area, Camila noticed that it was mostly guys dancing. There were a few girls scattered along the place, but the majority were men. Arching a brow, she leaned against Lauren and asked, "Where are we?"

"Gay club," Lauren replied, her lips near Camila ' ear. "But if you were really that set on a lesbian bar ..."

Camila closed her eyes momentarily as Lauren's cheek brushed against her own. She opened them quickly and shrugged.

"Hey, if sweaty guys with no shirts turn you on ... then who am I to judge?"

"Don't they turn you on?" Lauren shot back.

Camila had no idea how to answer that question. She listened as Missy Elliot's "Party People" came on the speakers. And she laughed. "We have to dance to this, come on!" She grabbed both of Lauren's hands and pulled her into the crowd.

"You like this song?" Lauren yelled over the music.

Camila nodded as she let go of Lauren's hands and started moving a long with the beat. She could feel the energy pulsating all around her. She was grateful that she'd worn a tank top because it was certain to get hot in there soon.

Lauren just stood there, as dancing lunatics began to slam against her. "I'm getting a drink!"

Camila shook her head and grabbed Lauren's hand again, pulling her closer.

"This was your idea, Miss Jauregui ." She mouthed the words along with Missy, "'Let me dance with you, let me wear you out ...'"

Lauren laughed. "You're making me nervous," she admitted. "Why?"
The actress stared at her, and then leaned over to say, "Cause you look really hot when you dance."

Camila tried to hide her surprise, her heart pounding at the words. "Well, you look really dorky just standing there. So dance!" She put her arms around Lauren's neck and pressed against her. She didn't want to think too deeply about what she was doing, because if she did, she'd probably stop. And it felt too good to stop.
Especially when Lauren put her hands on Camila's ' waist and started loosening up.

"Better?" the actress asked.

Camila grinned. Lauren should loosen up more often. "Yes, you look a lot less dorky now." She was sure her voice would be shot by the end of the night. She might be deaf, too; the music was so loud. But she was having too much fun to care.