"This is all I have left," Lauren says, her voice low and rough with emotion. "A note from my mom who decided to leave me behind and a backpack full of wrinkled clothes. That's all I have." "You have me," Camila says quietly. Or: The cali!au where Lauren is poor, Camila is rich, and it all works out anyway.

Camila and Lauren love each other but don't know how to deal with it (mostly Lauren though). Best friends to lovers AU ------------------------------------------------------------ "I'm sorry, Camz" she whispers. Camila knows she shouldn't engage in this. She knows Lauren won't remember anything in the morning and whatever she says now will mean nothing if she never meant to say it when she was sober. But Camila's always been a bit of a masochist.

Lauren never planned on living in the house she lived in. She never planned on working the job she worked. She never planned on befriending a strange girl named Camila, either. Lauren never planned a lot of things.

Lauren and Camila live in a tiny, lame, one-room apartment, the best they could afford. They shower together, to save water. They share a medium sized bed, using each other's body heat as a solution to cold nights, because they can't afford fixing the heating. But is there anything more between them than simply using each other to live better? (Trigger warnings: Smoking addiction, abusive behavior / emotional abuse) (New cover by rawrrbaker)

On an abrupt, ill-advised vacation from Los Angeles, Camila trips right into Lauren Jauregui, a local shop owner in faded red shorts. It starts with surfboards and a jellyfish sting. Camren AU.

Camila started YouTube as an escape from the loneliness she feels as she grows apart from her childhood best friend, Lauren. She never expects it to become a career, to be financially stable at nineteen, and to run into said ex best friend at a grocery store in LA after not seeing her for four years. Camren. YouTuber!Camila AU. - (This work may not be posted/copied/reproduced/translated without explicit permission from the author.)

When Lauren's family moves a thousand miles away after an incident, she meets a brown eyed brunette with no desire to live. *Cover is not mine.

I've gotta keep the calm before the storm I don't want less, I don't want more Must bar the windows and the doors To keep me safe, to keep me warm Yeah, my life is what I'm fighting for Can't part the sea, can't reach the shore And my voice becomes the driving force I won't let this pull me overboard God, keep my head above water Don't let me drown, it gets harder I'll meet you there at the altar As I fall down to my knees Don't let me drown, drown, drown Don't let me, don't let me, don't let me drown So pull me up from down below 'Cause I'm underneath the undertow Come dry me off and hold me close I need you now, I need you most God, keep my head above water Don't let me drown, it gets harder I'll meet you there at the altar As I fall down to my knees Don't let me drown, drown, drown Don't let me, don't let me, don't let me drown Don't let me drown, drown, drown Keep my head above water, above water And I can't see in the stormy weather I can't seem to keep it all together And I, I can't swim the ocean like this forever And I can't breathe God, keep my head above water I lose my breath at the bottom Come rescue me, I'll be waiting I'm too young to fall asleep God, keep my head above water Don't let me drown, it gets harder I'll meet you there at the altar As I fall down to my knees Don't let me drown Don't let me drown (don't let me, don't let me, don't let me drown) Don't let me drown (don't let me, don't let me, don't let me drown) Keep my head above water, above water

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