Lauren and Camila are two of the most promising soccer talents in the country. The two skilled girls are playing for the U-17 US team to win the world championship in Costa Rica. Their connection on the field is obvious but what happens off field when unexpected feelings come in to play?

SECOND BOOK IN THE YELLOW SERIES After a long and lengthy journey, Lauren finally believes she and Camila have reached the light at the end of the tunnel. But when the past comes back to haunt them, they find themselves in a completely new playing field. Change suddenly begins to overtake them, in more ways than one. Highest Rank - #10 in Fanfiction This fanfic may not be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author.

Lauren Jauregui has had a crush on her fellow band member, Camila Cabello for a while now. Still friends, they have gradually grown very distant. One night, Lauren is up late playing a casual game of Truth or Dare; until one dare sends her life completely out of control. © copyright, 2014

| it's like David After Dentist, but camren af | Based on the suggestion: Can someone write something where Lauren gets her wisdom teeth removed and afterwards when she's high off the medication she confesses her love to Camila and then the author can just take it from there

it's gone. Many people find their escape through writing. That was true for Camila. She wrote in her journal daily, without fail, about her best friend and long-time crush, Lauren. But when her journal ends up in the wrong hands, she's forced to either succumb to reality or make her voice heard. JOURNALS IS OFFICIALLY A BOOK. AVAILABLE FOR WORLDWIDE SHIPPING. Createspace: createspace.com/5954029 Amazon: Journals https://www.amazon.com/.../1522.../ref=cm_sw_r_api_SJGPxb9J7Y4T6

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.

Camila Cabello: rich, popular, and a daddy's girl, well in front of her parents she is. To everyone else she's the hot leabian that flirts with every girl, especially with the captain of the girls basketball team.

przypadki chodzą po ludziach, ale wystarczy kliknąć serduszko by poznać osoby, które zmienią twoje życie Lauren: jestem hetero.. Troye: to dlaczego klikasz laski? Lauren: um.. camren texting #20 w fanfiction - 10.09.2017

Camila Cabello is an average girl. She's not popular, or somewhere in between. She belongs to a group that her school refers to as the Brains. She's extremely smart, involved in many educational clubs and the only thing fun in her life, advanced choir. She's that type of girl who gets pushed around, does people's homework because they tell her too, and gets tormented by the preps. The preps (the popular kids) are a group who torment the Brains. Camila's been running from them all her life. But one day, she encounters the preps in an unusual way and her life changes forever. And it was all because of her. Cover by @TinkerJauregui

Have you ever imagined having two lives? Be two people at the same time? I bet you have. But between thinking about it and actually living it, there was a very big difference, believe it. Imagine... Camila, a sweet and delicate woman. Karla, sexy and imposing. Which one would you choose? What's your type? Hard, I know. Let's let Lauren answer this one...