Dinah thinks there's something wrong with her best friend, Camila. (A Dinah-centric camren fic) (This work may not be posted/copied/reproduced/translated without explicit permission from the author.)

It only takes Lauren seven minutes to realize that she doesn't want Camila to be out of her life ever again.

A dance through time - past and present moments, and a look at the relationship of two girls, a trip to Barcelona, and promises made throughout their lives. -- "Well... It doesn't count that your touch lingers just a bit more on her waist when you're hugging her, right? And it's just simple friendship when you brush unruly strands of hair behind her ear and she blushes? Surely, it's platonic that you let your hands gently run over her back and her shoulder blades when she's asleep with you in bed? And, obviously, it's purely friendly behaviour when you pay for her tickets at the movies with a grin and a wave of your hand, and you spend more and more time alone with her, and for your free choice art assignment you painted her, and you stare at her for a bit too long to be just friends, and when people say the word 'home' your first thought isn't a place, but her (herherherherherher-she's everywhere)... You're doing okay, right?"

The only things Normani is absolutely a hundred percent sure that Lauren likes are the following: food, music, being right, pretentious books, kissing, and pretentious books about kissing. So far Camila is not on that list. (Normani's fairly certain.)