"Stay," Camila whispers desperately, pressing her lips to Lauren's temple like she can somehow ease the pain that's blooming there, but she can't make the pain stop and no matter how hard she tries she can't make Lauren stay. Not my work. Converted from the original Larry fic by @phantasmcgoria on twitter and @tomlintokes on tumblr. All rights go to the original author.

3:32 AM. Lauren has insomnia, and a lot else to match it. Among these things, memories of Camila. "now you're gone, and I'm here." cover by the amazing @fireeefly

"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."

There are layers to being shattered, she realizes - and every single broken thing can be split smaller, again and again. Broken things breaking things. // camren / laucy [one-shot]

They hadn't seen each other since Camila left the band and now they were stuck in the same Hotel for the night.

love might not be enough to conquer everything life throws at you cover by @slothtato

I saw this story on Tumblr and it had put me in an emotional state. All credits goes to the writer @isfromnowon

"She pretends it doesn't hurt when Camila pulls away with a gasp, lipstick smeared over both of their lips to a point where they can't tell who has whose lipstick on their mouths, and says, 'fuck you Lauren, I'm not into girls.' She's not naive. It doesn't hurt. (Except it does, it does and it does, until Lauren can't feel her extremities anymore)." (cover by @slothtato)

Trigger Warning - Talk of Eating Disorders ➸ "But Lauren knew. Camila needed someone to fight for her, and that’s what she intended on doing. If Camila came running at her with her fist raised, Lauren wouldn’t push her away. She would just hug her until Camila stopped punching her." Highest Rank: #33 in Fanfiction

Plot/summary (kind of, not really): The heart remembers what the mind forgets is what they say, right? At least you hope so. Otherwise known as your very typical and very cliché amnesia fic (three-shot).