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

FIRST BOOK IN THE YELLOW SERIES Lauren Jauregui hated Camila Cabello, plain and simple. Of course, who could blame her? Camila had been the one who read Lauren's private texts in front of the whole cafeteria, forcing her out of the closet. Lauren left for New York with her three best friends the day she graduated, thinking she had escaped Camila. The only problem is, Camila is back. And different. Completely different. Not the kind of 'different' you'd expect, either. Highest Rank - #11 in Fanfiction This fanfic may not be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author.

"You are nothing but a game to me." // Camren (AU) // the devil's right there, right there in the details and you don't want to hurt yourself, hurt yourself looking too closely - fink

Falling in love was the best and worst thing that ever happened to Camila. Lauren was beautiful, smart, passionate and, unfortunately for Camila, married.

Lauren has spent her whole life hunting down ghosts and sending them back behind the Veil. It's her duty. Camila doesn't exactly have a steady heartbeat and sometimes she finds herself drifting through the bathroom door. It's complicated. Cover made by @SLOTHTATO

In which Camila likes to kiss Lauren's cheeks until she realizes that kissing her lips is better.

A lot of girls experiment in college; it's natural. It's no different at the University of Miami, and when they're looking to experiment, they know exactly who to go to. But what will happen when she finally falls for one of the girls she hooks up with?

SECOND BOOK IN THE YELLOW SERIES After a long and lengthy journey, Lauren finally believes she and Camila have reached the light at the end of the tunnel. But when the past comes back to haunt them, they find themselves in a completely new playing field. Change suddenly begins to overtake them, in more ways than one. Highest Rank - #10 in Fanfiction This fanfic may not be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author.

This story is not mine. I do not own anything. All credits goes to the brilliant author of this story, Jazmin (@moviegeek120). You can also read this story on 5hfanfiction.tumblr.com. All the fanarts in every chapter are made by Laura_Snow

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..."