Thirteen year old Lauren got her braces. She refused to smile at anything or anyone that would involve showing the metallic linings across her teeth. The three best friends Dinah, Normani, and Ally try to make her smile, but unsuccessfully so. But, how about her not so subtle and obvious crush on her other best friend? How about Camila? Will she smile for her?

A one shot based on the song Somebody Else by the 1975 // Cover by me //

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?

"And every cell in her body is screaming ‘touch her, touch her,’ but Lauren was a work of art and Camila could not ruin her. She’d already done enough of that."

Not my story! I got it from Tumblr and since I really love it, I thought I'd share it with you guys :) It's a Camren story, and I cried my eyes out. Have fun reading! xx

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

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.

He loves her Everything he does is only to make her better because he cares about her. Camila knows this to be true.

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)

"The heart has secrets that the mouth refuses to utter." From: 5hfanfiction.tumblr.com