Camila Cabello ran away from home at eighteen. No money, no food and no friends, she somehow travelled to Boston and found herself a lousy job in a large up and coming interior design business. Straight out of college, Lauren Jauregui was the co-owner of that interior design business. Now, with the company thriving...
"lauren? can you teach me something?" "matters what it is." "um, s-sexual stuff..."
Camila is the semi-optimistic teen girl, some may say wise beyond her years, who fears insanity in the future. Lauren is the one that fears she will be the cause of her own demise, and there's nothing she can do about it. None the less, she buries pieces of her soul in all her works of art. To most people, the capabi...
Lauren presses the wrong button when trying to text her friend Halsey. Camila responds. Mayhem ensues. (Warning I am an awkward human being and this book will have my quirky weirdass sense of humor so beware - also watch out for all caps or random caps in the chapters) Amazing ass cover by @vibrantlysassy
Camila Cabello hates everything about art except for one thing. Or should I say, one person. Her muse, Lauren Jauregui. What happens when Camila's art teacher sets her an assignment which requires her to partner up with one of her classmates? (#749 CAMREN) Published: October 2016 Comment, Vote, Share!!
Her Twitter and Instagram notifications are always off yet still her lockscreen is filled with other notifications: texts, missed calls, emails. It's like they don't end. Her vision starts to blur and her heart rate shoots up as soon she catches a glimpse of their content. [half au/half non-au with mentions of minor p...
Camila moves her head so that she can look at Lauren. "Are we racing raindrops?" "Yes." "Lauren. We're not 5." // camren au contains angst
Her hand softly gripping mine and soft brown eyes staring undividedly at me. Both pleading for me not to leave.
"wait," lauren called, running after her. "what's your name?" the girl stared for a while with a small smile on her face. "nothing you need to worry about." dont copy or imma cut you
As the rain poured relentlessly down on the greyscale city, Lauren flung open the yellow taxi cab's door, sliding in quickly. "Hello." a delicate voice rang out next to her.
