"I'm Lauren. Can you give me a hug?" She asked, the alcohol making her tongue feel heavy. The wolf crinkled its nose. Lauren thinks it smelled her alcohol breath, but she was feeling playful so she blew another bout of air to the wolf's face. It growled. aka the alpha werewolf camila gets too attached to a drunk lauren. mostly fluff and domestic camren but dundundunnn it takes a lot of time before lauren can convince camila to shift into her human form (think about how impaired their communication is, i got giggly writing the first chap lol) also, camila g!p and now dinah too!!

Lauren doesn't know what Camila did to her but suddenly everyone seems to be a bad kisser compared to her. And it fucking sucks because look, the girl she is kissing right now is freaking hot but goddammit, she is not Camila.

You've never had a one night stand have you?" Lauren's manipulating a frayed piece of the duvet between two of her slender fingers when I look away from my book. Her eyes dance from mine, to my lips, to the clock on the nightstand behind me, then back to my lips. I smirk, "Am I that obvious?" She dips her head, her lofty brunette curls pouring out across the white pillow case. She tucks one strand that has fallen too far against her cheek, behind her ear timidly. I've still not grown accustomed to the demure version of Lauren I'm seeing now. When only minutes ago, she was ambitious, arousing, and unchaste. I confirm her suspicion. "Well you're right," I say. "I've never had a one-night stand," I grin, flustered, seemingly mirroring Lauren's own expression. "You were my first..."

They both have some bad pasts. Camila Cabello, a new freshman at Miami University, meets Lauren Jauregui, a breathtaking Sophomore. They fall for each other, and get bitten by their past.

The four times Camila fell in love // Cover by me //

camila needs a job, and lauren owns a strip club. little does camila know, the job comes with more than a paycheck

3 P.M. - I loved her. She loved me. I fell harder and harder every day, and I knew it was dangerous. She was dangerous. Her kiss began to taste like vodka even when she hadn't been drinking and her nails dug into my skin like razors, but I loved her. 11 P.M. - The flick of a lighter. I saw the flame in her emerald eyes as they both burned. She took a hit and handed it to me. It touched my lips and tasted like her. I felt the chemicals in my lungs. Everything was spinning, but I still loved her. Midnight - The flash of lights. They blinded me. I couldn't find my shirt. My skin was still glistening with the trail from her tongue. Gunshots. One. Two. Three. Glass shattered. Handcuffs. White walls. Caught. I still loved her. I always would. WARNING: This story is Rated R for drugs, sexual content, and language. Reader discretion is advised. DISCLAIMER: All content is original. Please refrain from commenting the names of and comparing other fan fictions throughout the story, as any similarities between stories are purely coincidental or based off of real-life Camren moments.

"Sometimes girls kiss other girls and sometimes boys kiss other boys. There may be laws against love, but there aren't any rules. People can't help who they fall in love with, and one day everyone will know that." "I don't think Camila knows."

Camila Cabello ran away from home at eighteen. No money, no food and no friends, she somehow travelled to Boston and found herself a lousy job in a large up and coming interior design business. Straight out of college, Lauren Jauregui was the co-owner of that interior design business. Now, with the company thriving and trying to expand, Lauren is forced to make some tough choices at the headquarters. Completed in 2016.

super short one shot based on the song ghost by halsey.