You're Lauren Jauregui. You danced the part of Clara in The Nutcracker for the first time when you were thirteen years old. You've already done two winter seasons of Swan Lake even though you're only sixteen. You've topped all of your classes since the moment you started them. For fuck's sake, you didn't even have to audition for the Fonteyn Academy for Classical and Contemporary Ballet, that's how good you are. - and no one, not even this girl that dances barefoot to Italian music, is going to take it away from you. // "I'm not into girls." "I'm not into you." // 'una somma di piccolo cose' - niccolò fabi

prompt: Camila's iCloud gets hacked and a folder called "Songs About Lauren" is leaked with songs that are well, about Lauren (i saw this at 5hfanfic, but I can't remember all the songs they wanted on the fic)

"A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor" heyyy y'all...how y'all doin This is just a re-upload, all credits go to the original incredibly talented author.....i think her name was Beth idk buttttt enjoy! ;)

New to New York City, the quirky artist, Camila Cabello finds out what it really means to shed light on someone. Especially when that someone is notorious blind girl, Lauren Jauregui. She's a mystery upon herself, and Camila is determined to break the mystery and hear her story. But she might do more than just that. Also, the cover for my story isn't mine. It's done by the amazing bows-n-beanies on tumblr. :)

Plot/summary (kind of, not really): The heart remembers what the mind forgets is what they say, right? At least you hope so. Otherwise known as your very typical and very cliché amnesia fic (three-shot).

"Lauren? Hey, I miss your voice. Call me back when you get this, please."