The Nights ✘ Camren

three

*lauren's pov*

"So, your parents won't mind me staying?" I ask, interrupting the comfortable silence.

Camila keeps her eyes on the footpath in front of her. "They aren't around much," she starts. "Even if they were, they wouldn't even notice I was there."

She slows to a stop and looks towards the house in front of us. We walk through the garden, walking around the soccer equipment that's all set up.

"You play?" I ask, kicking the ball to her.

She looks over to me and laughs. "Definitely not. That's my sisters stuff," she gestures to the small set-up.

"I know that you play, though," she smiles, pulling on my arm, gesturing to follow her.

"Yeah, I used to play a lot, but not so much anymore," I shrug. I follow her to the front door, and slip off my shoes as she unlocks the door. She pushes it open as we walk through.

"Why?" she asks.

"I don't know," I shrug, again.

"Yes, you do. Why did you stop playing? I loved watching you play, you were so fast," she laughs, leading me to the kitchen.

"You watched me play?" I asked, leaning on one of the counters.

"You want a glass of water or something?" she asks, avoiding the question.

I nod my head, and turn to the living room. I walk along the fireplace, looking at all the pictures spread over the top. There are some older photos of Camila with her parents. They all look happy. The others are pictures of Camila and a younger girl.

"Here you go." Camila walks into the room, placing my glass on the table. "That's Sofi," Camila smiles, walking over towards me. She picks up one of the frames and runs her thumb over the glass. "She's my younger sister," she looks up at me, showing me the photo again.

"Yeah, she's pretty adorable," I smile. Camila places the frame back on the fireplace, and quickly glances towards the pictures of her parents. She turns away quickly and takes a seat on the couch.

"Weren't you supposed to be at that party tonight?" I asked. She turned to face me and shook her head. I'm sure she was invited but for some reason, didn't show.

"Movie?" she asks, innocently. I smile and walk over to the couch, sitting next to her. "Sure."

"Alright, your options are; The Fault In Our Stars, The Notebook, or, Scream."

"I've never seen The Fault In Our Stars," I admit.

"You what!" Camila sits up quickly. She grabs the remote and turns to the movie, sitting back as the title starts playing. I sit back as well, crossing my ankles over each other.

*halfway through the movie*

Augustus just asked Hazel to fly to Amsterdam with him, and I'm already really invested in this movie. I look to my side, to look at Camila, but she's already looking right at me.

"Are you okay?" I ask, shifting in my seat.

"How did you get your whole reputation at school?" she asks, scratching the back of her neck.

"What?" I giggle awkwardly.

"Your reputation. The whole 'bad girl' thing you've got going on."

I look at her blankly for a second, not expecting this question.

"I... I just got into some things I shouldn't have..." I answer, looking back to the TV. I can still feel her stare on me, so I turn back to face her.