Camila and Lauren are neighbors who used to be friends before high school began. Lauren has always had a thing for Camila, but never got the courage to tell her before going their separate ways. Lauren is an inexperienced nobody and Camila is the popular cheerleader. After one of their family dinners, the two reconnect in a new way. G!P Lauren

Lauren did something stupid on New Year's Eve and everyone knows that you spend the new year the same way you spent New Year's Eve. Camren.

"When you're twenty and your child is four you know something probably didn't go as it should have, when you know almost nothing about his father it is for sure." Lauren is a college student with a lot of responsibilities and happens to make wrong choices, she's only sure that she has no time for relationships and she wants to protect her baby boy at all costs.

It just wasn't fair. Lauren worked for her spot. She was the one that proved herself. She was the one that spent those many nights studying. She knows what she's doing. Lauren actually wants her share of the company. The same couldn't be said about Camila. She didn't prove anything. She spent her nights at parties with whoever caught her attention that night. She has no clue what even is going on at most times. She was only given her share because her parents think it's time to grow up and take a few responsibilities. Lauren hates Camila because she is unworthy of such position she did not earn. Camila hates Lauren because she thinks she's better than everybody else and tries to diminish her. How long can these two go with working together until one of them breaks.

Basically a compilation of my ideas, but Volume II Enjoy! :))

The circus was stupid and a total con act. That was something Camila felt strongly about. Camila Cabello did not believe in things like magic and wonder and fantasy...it simply did not exist and there was no arguing about it. Now, after being forced by her mother to go and spend time with her little sister, Sofi, she has to go to the circus that's in town for the next 10 days. And perhaps, the illusion will not be stupid. And perhaps, the illusion will not be an illusion. This amazing cover was done by SLOTHTATO, she made an absolutely amazing cover and this wouldn't even have been posted if it wasn't for her so thank her lots!

On the night her best friend left for another state, Lauren expected to fall asleep, drowning in tears, when a charming stranger sends her a string of text messages confessing a long-standing crush. Every chapter will most likely contain more TEXTS MESSAGES than narrations. Okay? Go! PS: I always begin writing a chapter with dialogues and I thought, while you guys wait for the other stories to update, this would suffice for the times that I need a jump start to write heavy drama. This will be my outlet and this might not be as detailed as the others. (This was supposed to be situated at the end of my other stories' chapter updates but a certain Lion King character said this was a better idea. She's a big shot marketing b-word and she's supposed to be my "manager", and maybe I love her, too, so. Hahaha! If you still don't know, it's @meerkat93. SHE DID THE COVER, TOO!!!!)

She tried to climb off of my lap and I held her waist keeping her on top of the bulk in my pants. I'm sure she could have felt my dick pulsing as her pussy laid against it. I moved her waist backed and fort rubbing her pussy against my semi-hard dick. She moaned as we grinded against each other. I put my head against the crook of her neck and whispered "where do you think you're going?" "To get us something to eat" she said furrowing her eyebrows at me. "You can sit right her a little longer love" "What? You're gonna dry hump me? She said sarcastically rolling her eyes at me. I snaked my hands around her throat and reminded her not to roll her eyes at me. Without a doubt, as stubborn as this one is, she rolled them again. Enemies? Or not?

❝Touch her again, and we'll fucking kill you.❞ She was Lauren Jauregui. By day, she was an international rockstar with a bad attitude and a penchant for partying. By night, she was consigliere to the largest Mafia family in Miami. Her life revolved around turf wars, blood feuds, fine whiskey and all that jazz. To her, kidnappings and murders were the means to her ends, forever sitting on a grey-scale the common man cannot comprehend. Some call her a legend, others a nightmare. They say she is the most powerful woman in America. She begs to differ. A puppet only as powerful as its master allows it to be. And her puppet master was none other than Camila Cabello, America's sweetheart: the woman who had owned her heart since they were teenagers. Cover belongs to SLOTHTATO.