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"Lauren, have you seen my contacts case?"

"I think I saw it on your nightstand drawer? Try there." 

Camila walked out of the bathroom and into her room, almost running into her girlfriend while doing so. Lauren let out a "woah there" and chuckled before walking around the brunette and into the bathroom to do whatever it was she had to do there in the first place. Camila didn't laugh, though. Blame her nerves, but she was almost desperate as she walked around the house getting ready to go out.

It had been a week since they had had that conversation about moving in together but despite Lauren seeming very excited about it, they hadn't made any more moves towards it.

(Camila knew she shouldn't feel guilty about the situation, but how could she not when she also knew it was mostly due to her busy schedule?)

The truth was that with that commitment, the question of when Camila would meet Lauren's parents was raised. They had been dating for a while now and the green eyed girl had been thrilled when the younger one brought it up, saying she had a free Sunday in which they could have lunch with the Jaureguis.

Which lead them here, to an overly excited Lauren and an almost hectic Camila – she was pretty sure the only time she'd ever been this nervous about meeting someone had been at the auditions for her play, and that was saying something.

So as she reached her nightstand and found her contacts case, she huffed in exasperation and sat down on the bed to breathe for a minute. Lauren, who had been applying light makeup on the bathroom, noticed this and made a beeline for Camila with a warm smile on her face.

"Stop worrying." Lauren said once she reached her. Standing in between her legs, the dark haired girl cupped her girlfriend's cheeks and Camila leaned into the touch, allowing herself to close her eyes for a second. "They'll love you, I'm sure of it. They already do and you know it."

Camila smiled at that, finally opening her eyes to meet sparkling green ones. "Well, that's only because I'm your first girlfriend in years."

Lauren retreated her hand and her body, faking annoyance, but the tiny smile that threatened to take over her face betrayed her. "Low blow, Cabello. It's not my fault you're the first one to reach my standards since high school."

Lauren's voice grew soft at the last sentence, and though her tone remained playful, Camila felt heart palpitations at the sweet compliment from her girlfriend. Her girlfriend. Sometimes Camila still couldn't believe that after all the lame attempts at relationships and poor excuses for boyfriends and girlfriends she'd had over the last few years, she finally had someone she knew cared deeply for her. Sometimes Camila had to make sure Lauren was real and not just some product of her mind.

Most of the time the brunette did that by kissing her.

So when Camila got up and turned Lauren's pretend-annoyed figure around by the waist, pulling her close, the young cop didn't hesitate to meet her lips on a quick but heated kiss.

Camila could already feel some of her nerves vanishing and she knew she had her girlfriend to thank for it. Pulling back and opening her eyes, she was met with nothing short of pure affection and she hoped her own eyes showed everything her heart felt and wasn't ready to say just yet.

"You're right, I have nothing to worry about. What's not to like about me anyway?"

Lauren's head fell back in laughter after that, and Camila couldn't stop the grin that widened across her face. Her grip on Lauren's waist tightened as her laughter died down and she stole another quick kiss, into which she felt more than heard the older girl murmur "you dork".

She chuckled against Lauren's lips and pulled back, this time untangling herself from her girlfriend and walking back to the bathroom to put on her contacts and finish getting ready.

"Your dork." Camila corrected playfully, throwing a smirking Lauren a wink over her shoulder before turning back to the mirror.

No matter how nervous she was, she wanted this. Even if her previous relationships had left her a little anxious about expressing her feelings, which she guessed was why she hadn’t said “I love you” yet, Camila was one hundred percent sure about committing to Lauren and if meeting the parents – the most nerve wrecking experience for everyone ever – was part of the deal, so be it. If she were being honest with herself, she couldn't wait to meet the people who raised Lauren into the amazing human being she'd been proving herself to be every day since she entered Camila's life.

It was oddly warm for a January day, but Camila decided to wear one of her big coats. Just in case it got cold. It had nothing to do with the fact that along with her scarf and beanie, she practically disappeared. Despite the desire to meet Lauren's parents, as soon as she stepped outside her apartment her nerves had come back – slowly but surely, as if every inch closer to her girlfriend's childhood home increased her nervousness.

Now they stood at the front door of the two story house, hand in hand, as Lauren rang the doorbell and shot her a big but bashful smile. The color in her cheeks told Camila everything she needed to know: the dark haired girl may pretend to be all cool and collected, but she knew Lauren was just as nervous as she was.

"It's going to be okay, you'll see." Lauren said reassuringly, running her thumb across the back of Camila's hand.

Before the young actress had a chance to reply, the front door swung open to reveal a middle aged woman with long hair and a huge grin on her face as she looked directly at Camila. Clara gave her a quick once over, making Camila feel a little self-conscious about her exaggerated outfit, before her smile widened and she turned to her daughter.

“Lauren, darling, come inside, you two must be cold.” She took a step back and gestured for both of them to enter the house. Once they were inside, Clara closed the door behind her back came closer to Camila. “You must be Camila. I’m Clara, Lauren’s mother. I’m so happy to finally meet you, you’re even more beautiful than Taylor said Lauren told her. Not that she hasn’t told us, but I think Taylor mentioned her being a little more enthusiastic on the phone with her.” Clara laughed a little with that smile still on her face.

Camila could hear Lauren’s groan as Clara moved in to give her a tight hug. Camila was quick to mirror the smile on the older woman’s face and hug back, glancing at her girlfriend’s incredulous face while doing so. She had to stifle a laugh at her expression. Lauren had warned the brunette that her parents might be a little “extra”, as she’d put it, and that had unsettled her a little bit, but if this was what she’d meant, Camila had no reason to worry.

Clara pulled back and Camila took it as an opportunity to speak up as well. “I’m so happy to finally meet you as well. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to do so earlier, you know how life gets sometimes.” She chuckled softly, making Clara nod her head, the now warm smile still present on her lips.

“Oh, it’s okay sweetie, I totally understand. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to embarrass my daughter just a little bit more.” She said with a wink before turning to engulf Lauren in a big hug.

Camila laughed a little harder this time, watching how, despite the redness of her cheeks, Lauren was smiling and hugging her mom just as tightly as the older woman was holding her. A warmness took over her heart as she noticed how much love there was between the two of them and she could already tell Clara was a great mother.

Just as they separated, a big man came into the hall. Camila assumed he was Lauren’s father because the scowl he was wearing was too similar to her girlfriend’s. And if her suspicions were right, he wouldn’t be able to maintain it much longer, just like his daughter. Still, she couldn’t help the anxiousness that settled on the pit of her stomach. She looked at Lauren, who wore an unimpressed expression as she stared at her father.

“Dad.” She said sternly, but the little smile that spread through her lips was enough to make Camila smile as well.

As if on cue, as soon as Camila turned to him again, his scowl turned into a smile and he laughed before opening his arms, hugging the young actress quickly before pulling back and putting his hand on her shoulder.

“Welcome to our house, kiddo. I’m Michael, Mike if you will, but you probably already know that. I hope you’re hungry, we got you chicken nuggets. Taylor said Lauren told her they were your favorite food besides pizza and we couldn’t get pizza, so we made those.”

He chuckled and Camila couldn’t help the smile that took over her face. Mike and Clara were seriously two of the nicest people she’d ever met and she only knew them for some minutes. She could definitely see where Lauren got her kind heart from. She turned to her girlfriend, who looked somewhat annoyed now, and Camila wondered why, but returned her eyes to Mike.

“Thank you so much, you and Clara are very kind.” Mike removed his hand, a proud little smirk on his lips, and Camila took a step closer to Lauren, holding her hand and intertwining their fingers. She didn’t look at her girlfriend, but she could feel some tension leaving her and she knew she was receiving the biggest heart eyes in the history of mankind. “Oh, and you have a lovely house.”

“Oh, darling, thank you.” Clara smiled bashfully. “Well, let me get your coats and then we can go.” She exclaimed cheerily, taking the girls’ coats and jackets and hanging them before guiding them through the house and into the dining room.

Camila saw this as an opportunity to get a glimpse inside Lauren’s mind and figure out what was bothering her, so she squeezed her hand lightly to get her attention as they walked together.

“What’s wrong, baby?” She asked quietly, stroking the back of the green eyed girl’s hand with her thumb.

Lauren shrugged. “Nothing much. It’s silly, actually.” Her eyebrows knit together and Camila bit her lip to suppress a giggle – Lauren was just too cute sometimes. “I just can’t believe Taylor tells them everything I say about you!” She huffed, rolling her eyes. “I mean, what else has she told my mom? What if she starts asking weird questions in the middle of lunch and I choke on my food or something?”

Camila couldn’t suppress her laughter anymore and Lauren looked at her through narrowed eyes before she let out a sigh and ran her free hand through her hair. When she looked at Camila again, a small smile played on her lips.

“I’m sorry, I’m rambling again.”

“Don’t apologize, I love it when you do that.” Camila quickly replied, bringing Lauren’s hand to her lips to give it a kiss. “And don’t worry about Taylor, she probably hasn’t said anything out of line.”

“I’m just nervous, I guess, even if I pretend I’m not.” Lauren chuckled. “I don’t know how you manage to be so calm right now when earlier you were such a wreck. I’d be having a nervous breakdown in your place.”

Camila giggled just as they reached the dining room. Both girls stopped and the brunette tucked a strand of Lauren’s hair behind her ear, leaning in to peck her lips quickly once her girlfriend’s parents exited the room to get the food from the kitchen.

“I know.” She said, earning a playful glare from Lauren. “It’s just… I met them and realized I had nothing to be nervous about, that’s all.” She shrugged a little, suddenly feeling shy.

Lauren was quiet for a moment, raising her free hand, which had been resting on Camila’s hip, to caress her cheek. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

“You can’t seem to stop telling me that, so yeah, I know.” Camila was smirking now, and Lauren laughed out loud for a moment, her green eyes full of affection. “You’re amazing too, Lo.”

The older girl leaned in for a chaste kiss before they separated when Camila heard footsteps walking back into the dining room. Clara was smiling widely as she put some delicious looking dishes down on the table, quickly followed by Mike.

The four of them sat around the table and talked about lots of things, ranging from all of their jobs to their preference between puppies or kittens – Lauren could barely decide without having a meltdown right there and Camila couldn’t hold her giggles inside of her that time. The actress had begun feeling more and more comfortable around both Clara and Mike as time went by, given as they were nothing short of amazing. She even started to notice Lauren’s smile on her father’s face and her sense of humor on Clara’s eventual quick comebacks at something her husband said. Watching their interactions was endearing and quite funny at times, and Camila didn’t mind when they seemed to forget about the other people at the table and talked between themselves for a moment. It gave her the perfect opportunity to look at Lauren and the look of pure happiness on her face was enough to make Camila have a hard time breathing.

(Lauren’s light was so bright Camila thought she might go blind if she didn’t look away.)

Lauren seemed to notice this and turned her attention to the girl beside her with a shy smile on her lips and color tinting her cheeks. Camila felt her own smile growing as she reached for her girlfriend’s hand under the table, squeezing it and lacing their fingers. The smaller brunette always loved making Lauren flustered, especially as it was something easy to accomplish and endearing to watch. This time, though, she guessed her gaze was so full of affection she made the green eyed girl blush unintentionally, and if you ask her, that’s even better.

(She didn’t want to look away.)

They stared at each other’s eyes for a second, or maybe more, probably more, but Camila was used to getting lost in their staring matches by now. She always found funny how Lauren had once said she could drown in her chocolate brown eyes for hours when she had trouble keeping herself from stargazing into the galaxies disguised as Lauren’s green ones. Camila wasn’t sure how long they would keep their gazes locked if Clara hadn’t spoken up, making both girls turn to her.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Mrs. Jauregui, I didn’t hear you.” Camila apologized, trying to look composed again, though she felt her cheeks heating up a little from being caught in a moment with Lauren.

“It’s okay, darling, and please call me Clara.” Clara waved it off before taking a small bite of her chicken nugget. “I was just asking you about your parents. They must be very proud of you, since you’re starring on a play and everything.”


Lauren froze beside Camila but the brown eyed girl only squeezed her hand again before she could say anything, which made her turn her head towards her girlfriend, a concerned look on her face. Camila gave her a small nod before facing Clara and Mike, who were now slightly confused.

“Well, I’m sure they must be, wherever they are.” She gave them a sad little smile before continuing. “They died when I was eleven, so I can’t really know, but I hope so.”

“Oh. I’m so sorry, Camila.” Clara looked speechless and actually kind of mortified by what had just happened, so Camila’s first instinct was to make sure to change that. If she was anything like Lauren, and the young actress could bet she was, she’d beat herself up for that and she really shouldn’t, seen as it had been years since it’d happened and Clara clearly didn’t know.

“It’s fine, it was a long time ago.” Camila shrugged a little bit, the same sad smile on her lips. She felt Lauren’s thumb caressing the back of her hand and looked into her loving eyes to find all kinds of support – and some concern or it wouldn’t be Lauren – there.

“Still. We’re very sorry.” Mike filled the silence for his wife, honesty evident in every word he said.

“Thank you.” Camila replied, looking back at the two of them. “My adoptive parents, though, I can tell you they’re very proud.”

Clara smiled at that. “I’m sure they must be wonderful people.”

“They are. They used to be two of my parents’ closest friends and their son, Shawn, was actually my best friend since birth, basically.” The brunette let out a small chuckle at that, feeling some of the sadness leave her small smile as some happy memories now replaced it. “You see, all my relatives live in Cuba and I really didn’t want to leave, so Karen and Manuel talked to my grandmother after they decided they wanted to adopt me and soon enough it was done.”

“I’m really happy you had good people to take care of you, especially after such a tragic event.” Mike exclaimed with serious yet soft eyes, and Camila felt her heart get warmer.

“Me too.” She heard Lauren mutter by her side and for a second she felt her eyes water as they locked with green ones, but she swallowed the bump in her throat and looked down at her plate. Before she could say anything, though, Lauren softly kissed her cheek, making her heart skip a beat, and she had to take a deep breath to keep herself calm.

“Thank you,” was all Camila could to let out, but it was enough.

“You’re most welcome, darling.” Clara said, a warm expression in her eyes. A whole minute went by without anyone saying anything, and the silence was starting to get uncomfortable, before Lauren’s mother continued. “And what do you think of the food, Camila?”

“Oh. It’s very good, actually. You’re a wonderful cook.” Camila replied honestly.

The brown eyed girl would be lying if she said she hadn’t been caught off guard by the sudden change of subject, but she couldn’t deny she liked how quickly Clara lifted up the mood with the light topic of conversation. She couldn’t help but like Lauren’s mother even more for it.

“Thank you, you’re too kind.” Clara smiled warmly and the tense mood that had been formed vanished after a few more moments. It was then that the older woman faced Lauren with a small smirk on her lips, which in turn made Lauren frown a little bit. “Now can you tell me how you two met? Because Lauren here always tells me it was simply because of work, never getting into details but I just know there’s more to the story.”

Lauren groaned. “Mom…”

“And by that she means to ask you if you were responsible for Lauren being late to our family lunch two months ago.” Mike added with fake innocence all over his tone.

“I can’t believe this.” Lauren retreated her hand from Camila’s and crossed her arms on the table, letting her head fall on them and hiding her probably red face from everyone else.

Camila herself was a little too flustered to function at this point and let out a nervous chuckle. Looking to her side, she saw Lauren turn her head a little bit and murmur “extra” to her girlfriend. Camila was beginning to understand what her girlfriend had meant, but, despite her nervousness, she couldn’t help the laugh that came out of her. She let her hand rest on Lauren’s knee, meaning to bring her girlfriend back into the conversation. Lauren only raised her head to glare at her parents before taking Camila’s hand and intertwining their fingers again.

“Well, it’s a funny story, actually. It all began with my neighbor, Mrs. Banks…”

“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Lauren turned to Camila with an amused expression for only a second before training her eyes back on the streets. They were going to her apartment to pass time until the young cop had to do some paperwork for the station, which Camila knew she was what she disliked the most about her job.

“I should be the one telling you that.” She chuckled. “They are my parents, after all.”

“Yeah, but you’re the one who almost lost it back there when they started talking about how we met.” Camila grinned, trying to stifle her laughter.

It didn’t go unnoticed by Lauren, who glanced her way before huffing playfully and lightly pushing her girlfriend away. Camila let out a big laugh at that, leaning back on her seat when she judged safe.

“Real safe and mature, Officer Jauregui.” The brunette teased, smiling.

“Shut up.” Lauren chuckled. “I remember you being all nervous before, so don’t pretend like you’re oh, so collected.”

Camila raised her hands in defeat, still smirking. If that was what she wanted, then Camila wouldn’t speak at all. She met Lauren’s challenging green eyes for a moment before turning on the radio and setting it on her favorite station. Lauren’s entire demeanor changed when she heard what was playing, making Camila’s smirk grow until it became a full shit eating grin.

“No, Camz, wai-” She began, but Camila had other plans.

“Is it too late now to say sorry?!” She sang at the top of her lungs when the song reached its chorus.

“Camz, stooop!” Lauren whined, trying to pout without much success because of the smile that threatened to take over her face.

“’Cause I’m missing more than just your body!” Camila continued, starting her own little dance.

Lauren apparently couldn’t hold It in anymore and started laughing out loud, gripping the steering wheel harder and glancing every few seconds at Camila.

“Is it too late now to say sorry? Yeah I know that I let you down, is it too late to say I’m so-” Camila was suddenly – and rudely, might she add – interrupted by a hand covering her mouth, just as they reached the traffic lights.

“Noooo!” Lauren exclaimed, turning fully to her girlfriend while trying to hold both her arms with just one hand since the other one was on Camila’s mouth.

Both of them were laughing hysterically by now, Camila trying to wiggle herself out of Lauren’s grip while the older just held her tighter. The song was still playing at a very loud volume and people were probably looking at them but they didn’t care. Lauren only pulled back and let her go when the traffic light turned green and her hands had to go back to the steering wheel, but they were both slightly out of breath by then and Camila was still laughing a little.

“I hate you.” Camila breathed.

“Well, I hate you too.” Lauren shot back, chuckling and not even bothering to look at Camila. Rude. Probably safer, but still. So rude.

“No you don’t.”

“No I don’t.” Lauren chuckled again, turning to look at her this time with the cutest smile on her face. “Neither does you, though.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Camila giggled. “But you have got to stop freaking out whenever I sing that song. And covering people’s mouths out of nowhere!”

“I shall not, there are a lot of other songs for you to sing.” She huffed playfully, not even bothering to hide her smile.

“I know you there’s a Belieber somewhere inside that hipster soul of yours.”

Lauren snorted at that, making Camila chuckle again. But the green eyed girl didn’t answer and so they fell into a comfortable silence pretty quickly. Camila was humming to the songs on the radio and Lauren was even drumming her fingers on the steering wheel occasionally when the brunette felt her phone vibrating.

China (2:24 pm): walz guess what happened today

Camila furrowed her eyebrows at the text. Not that Dinah texting her was odd, but there usually was a significant amount of exclamation or question marks, so to have none at all was a little bit strange.

Camila (2:24 pm): idk, what happened??

China (2:25 pm): ok so i was at ally’s having my coffee as usual right???

Ah, there you go.

Camila (2:25 pm): what’s new lol.

China (2:25 pm): gurl let me finish!!!!

China (2:25 pm): so i was like marry me ally bc of the brownie i was eating and suddenly this girl materializes in front of me being all like whAT

Camila (2:25 pm): materializes. didn’t know you had it in you.

China (2:27 pm): interrupt me one more time and i stg imma give u a poly beat down!!!!!

China (2:27 pm): anyway i was like whAT too but then ally started laughing and just got up and kissed the girl and then she said dinah this is normani and mani you must’ve heard about dinah

China (2:27 pm): and then we both went oh at the same time and started laughing bc lol

China (2:27 pm): i guess the point of this is you should’ve sent me a pic of normani girl!!!

Camila laughed out loud after reading the few texts Dinah sent her, which earned a curious look from Lauren, but she didn’t say anything. Camila’s fingers were itching to start typing a reply, but she waited for a while, just to make sure she didn’t interrupt her friend again. Dinah’s poly beat down threats were very real, after all.

China (2:30 pm): chanch are u alive

Camila (2:30 pm): didn’t want to interrupt you lol. but now that i’m free to speak can i just

Camila (2:30 pm): HAHAHA

China (2:31 pm): shut up!!

Camila (2:31 pm): you do know they’ve been together for 2 years now right lol.

China (2:32 pm): of course i know!!! do you think i don’t listen to ur never ending talks about ur girlfriend’s friends??

China (2:32 pm): besides i’m friends with ally too and i know!!! i just didnt know what she looked like and made a fool of myself which is totally ur fault

Camila (2:33 pm): lmao sorry cheech, I’ll make sure to send you pics of everyone I meet from now on.

Camila (2:33 pm): didn’t know you were into girls tho.

China (2:34 pm): u better!! and lol walz u know i’m straight but i’ll marry anyone who can bake as well as that tiny woman

Camila (2:34 pm): lmao ily dinah.

China (2:34 pm): ily too mila (even tho u didn’t send me normani’s pic lol)

Camila chuckled again, blocking her phone and putting it back on her pocket before leaning against the car window. Two years… that was a long time to be with someone. Normani and Ally were surely lucky to have found each other. But then again…

“Who were you texting, babe?” Camila caught herself smiling when she heard the voice of the woman she had been just thinking about.

“Just Dinah. She met Normani today.” The brunette turned to look into the green eyes she loved so much and giggled. “She asked Ally to marry her and Normani heard her. Apparently they almost had an argument before Ally introduced them.”

Lauren snickered while returning her eyes to the busy streets. “That does sound like Dinah and Mani. What do you say we stop by later? Ally might not be there, but I could use one of her cupcakes.”

“Sure.” Camila replied without hesitation. “Let’s go home first, though, we have to catch up on Orange is the New Black.”

Lauren smiled at that, glancing at Camila before nodding. “Yeah, let’s go home.”

Camila put the two beers and the bag of snacks on the coffee table and sat back down on the couch, turning her snapback backwards as she did so. Sighing, she grabbed her controller and didn’t even bother to look to her side before unpausing the game.

“So, how was it?” Shawn asked from her side, pausing the game again – which earned him a glare from Camila – to take a swig of his beer. “Lunch with Lauren’s parents, I mean.”

That managed to break Camila’s scowl a little bit and she even graced him with a small smile. “It was great, they’re very nice people.” Mentally shrugging, she decided now was as good a time as ever and took a sip of her own beer.

“Cheers to that.” He chuckled, raising his bottle a little. “So there weren’t any embarrassing questions or anything?”

“Oh, there was one, about our celebration party.” Camila shook her head, still smiling. “Nothing too much, though.”

Shawn laughed at that, running a hand through his hair once before putting down his beer and picking his controller up from his lap. Camila followed his example and soon enough they were back at shooting things and stealing random cars. It wasn’t long before the scowl found its way back into Camila’s face and she groaned when someone shot her.

Grimacing, she paused the game.

“Hey!” Shawn exclaimed, turning to look at her with his brows furrowed.

“Don’t you have something less sexist and violent that GTA?” She asked, rolling her eyes.

“But it’s San Andreas!” Shawn exclaimed, but Camila just shot him an unimpressed look, which made him huff, but he ended up getting up anyway. “We could play FIFA, I guess.”

Camila gave him a sarcastically sweet little smile, which earned her an eye roll from him. “Much better.”

“Shut up.” He demanded, but smiled afterwards, which kind of ruined it.

Camila chucked and then breathed deeply, letting herself sink into the couch of her best guy friend slash brother’s apartment. They were supposed to be rehearsing today, but the director of their play had a personal emergency, apparently, and it was cancelled. But it was a Tuesday and Lauren – and all of Camila’s friends – had to work or had classes, so she and Shawn decided to hang out at his place for a while. This, of course, meant they’d eat lots of junk food and play video games, or maybe play the guitar he owned and sing duets as they used to do when they were younger. Sometimes when they hung out she’d even try to teach him Spanish and tease him for whatever he got wrong this time, and there were the times they’d go out to bars and try to find nice girls, but that hasn’t happened since Camila met Lauren, or “got wifed up”, as Shawn likes to put it.

The thing is when you grow up with someone and still sees them almost every day, you run out of things to talk about, so mostly they would just hang out and make fun of each other without much catching up involved. Truth be told, Camila was bored. She didn’t like GTA and she really missed Lauren, even though they’d seen each other the day before. Therefore, as Shawn looked for his FIFA game – “I could’ve sworn it was here, where is it?” – she picked up her phone. Her wallpaper was a selfie Lauren had taken of the both of them a couple of weeks before of her hugging Lauren, the pale girl smiling and Camila making a weird face, with her eyebrows furrowed and her teeth showing, as if claiming Lauren as hers.

Camila slimed fondly at the picture. Obviously she had no intention of treating Lauren like an object she owned or anything like that and she was well aware that Lauren was her own person, but that didn’t change the fact that she liked the idea of having her in a way no one else could. Just like the green eyed girl had Camila. Heart, mind, body and soul.

Camila (4:29 pm): hey baby, at what time does your shift end today?

Lauren didn’t answer for a while, but Camila didn’t worry too much. She knew how busy it could get on the station, so she patiently waited for a reply.

Lolo <3 (4:36 pm): Heyy, sorry it took me so long, I was helping Mani with some files of a case we had last week but then we got a 911 call about a robbery and it was mayhem. Anyway, it ends at 7, ugh.

Camila raised her eyebrows, suddenly worried.

Camila (4:36 pm): you didn’t go? are you ok?

Lolo <3 (4:37 pm): I was gonna volunteer but there were like 7 people running outside already so my captain told me to stay and finish what I was doing. Yikes.

Camila (4:37 pm): that’s good tho. these things are dangerous.

Lolo <3 (4:37 pm): Yeah, true, but reports are /boring/.

Camila (4:38 pm): lol just stay safe, okay Lo?

Lolo <3 (4:38 pm): Sure thing <3

Camila smiled at her phone and was going to start her reply when she heard Shawn shouting something from his bedroom that she couldn’t understand. Seconds later he was already back in the living room, holding up the case of the game he’d been looking for.

“Found it!” He answered, smiling. “I think Zayn hid it the last time he was here, that little fucker.”

The tall boy chuckled and Camila smiled as he set everything up. Honestly, FIFA was so much better than all those games where you shoot people for no reason. Plus, Lauren really hated GTA, so that only added up to Camila’s dislike for the game.

“Nice, I can’t wait to beat your butt.” Camila said, smirking.

“You wish.” Shawn replied, sitting beside her once again and taking another sip of his beer. “You texting Laur?”

“Yep.” Camila answered with a tiny bashful smile.

“You, dear sister, is falling hard for that one.” Shawn laughed and Camila didn’t even try to deny it, looking down and biting her bottom lip. “I can’t believe you dated Austin before her, though.” He added, shaking his head with a grimace.

And just like that, he ruined it. “Don’t even remind me.” Camila groaned. “Anyway, let me just say goodbye and we can play, okay?”

Shawn only shrugged and Camila unlocked her phone again to find a couple of new texts.

Lolo <3 (4:39 pm): So my mom called me earlier and asked if you wanted to have lunch again sometime. I’ll call Chris and Taylor this time, ask them to come and maybe even Emily can come too and you can meet her, she’s pretty cool.

Lolo <3 (4:41 pm): If you want to, obviously. It’s okay if you don’t.

Camila bit her bottom lip again to stop her smile from growing too much when she realized Lauren had probably anxiously waited for her answer, which hadn’t come for full three minutes. She could be the cutest thing sometimes, even if she tried to hide it behind her leather jackets and thick eyeliner.

Camila (4:42 pm): sorry, shawn started talking. it sounds great, let’s do it! it’s been ages since I’ve last seen taylor and chris so why not

Lolo <3 (4:42 pm): Great! I’ll let her know. I gotta go now, babe, sorry. xo

Camila (4:43 pm): bye princess! xo <3

Camila looked up to find Shawn grimacing at her.

“You are so in love it’s disgusting.” He said matter-of-factly.

“Shut up.” Camila chuckled and threw a cushion at him to try and hide the small blush creeping up her neck and cheeks.

Shawn easily dodged it, breaking his grimace to let out a booming laugh before turning to the screen and starting the game. Camila did the same, grabbing her controller and sinking back into the couch, but her mind was somewhere else. She really was falling hard for Lauren, and she had no intention of stopping.