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?

A dangerous game, full of pitfalls. A dispute of power, money and desire. On one side of the board, the deputy Lauren Jauregui, and on the other, the wife of a magnate, Karla Camila Cabello. In this game, only one will fall. Who will have the best strategy? Who will better know how to play? Who will checkmate? Place your bets, the game will begin. Cover by @JaureguiMalik25

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"Aesthetic relativism is the idea that beauty is relative to an individual's taste or preferences and that beauty is not one universal thing but, in fact, endless things to infinite people." She craned her neck to look at me. "You, Camila Cabello, are my definition of beauty and from about a week ago to the rest of my life, the beauty I see in everything and everyone will all be relative to you." RANK: #19 in Fanfiction COVER BY: SLOTHTATO

//AU// Camila and Lauren don't get along. They're always fighting, even over the smallest of things. But then Camila's ex shows up at Miami High; and he's dating a girl named Lisa there. Camila tells him that she's dating someone new too. He invites her on a double date and now she's got a problem. She needs a date. converted fanfiction

Lauren had never loved anyone the way that she loved Camila. But things don't always work out the way you expect them to. The two girls drift apart and life goes on. So what will happen when the two girls reunite nearly seven years later while dropping their daughters off at school? (Trigger Warning: mention of abuse/domestic violence)

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

Sequel to The Iceberg Method

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..."

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.