"I wanna go on a road trip. I want to sleep in crappy hotels. I want to sing along to happy songs while driving. I want to watch the sun rise in a different city every morning. I want to take pictures of new places. I want to create new memories and meet new people. I want to see the world. I just want to go." And they did, six best friends decided to go on a road trip during their senior year, before everything falls apart. The things get messed up after Lauren and Camila kiss. Will it ruin everything or start something beautiful? *not camren endgame.

Camila and Lauren instantly connect during their first day of senior year, but there's something Lauren isn't willing to let go of quite yet.

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.

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

"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."

Skirts covered her nude knees. A necklace with a cross hung from her neck. A purity ring adorned her ringfinger. And every sunday, she and her parents went to church. There were other places she would go though... Some lucky boys could confirm that. Not that her parents knew of anyways. Not a single human male was allowed in her home, except for her father. Luckily for her, they never said anything about girls... © 2016, ChelseaLinden, All rights reserved

Maybe Lauren doesn't know lots of things about life or how this thing called 'Love' works, but she is sure of one thing: loving Camila is possibly the easiest thing to do.

Habit is about the way your past can anchor you down, it's about finding someone who can help you have faith in a better tomorrow, it's in reference to how little you can feel when it seems like you're all alone in this world. Camila struggles with letting go of something that seems to be tied on a chain around her ankles, and allows it to consume her, and in the midst of giving up on ever finding freedom of her burdens, she forms an infatuation for someone who detests her almost as much as she hates herself. One moment of courage changes that though, a moment in which they both face their fears and do something that saves them both in an individually different way. One girl lets herself fall, the other picks herself up.

"Holding her like this felt so strange, yet so familiar all at once." Lauren Jauregui finds herself at Camila Cabello's wedding. The childhood friends haven't seen each other in years, but does that mean things have changed? Cover designed by @SLOTHTATO