~Knock-Knock-Knock~

The door flew open as Dylan and Jason walked in on the two brunettes very much in their own little world.

Jason cleared his throat loudly prompting Camila to turn and face him; sitting on Lauren's lap. "How you feeling cousin?"

"I'm okay; I feel a little tired and my head hurts." Camila spoke as Lauren's arms wrapped around her thin waist.

"Yeah you hit your head pretty hard when you fainted. Doctor said no strenuous activities for the next few days." Dylan said as he furrowed his eyebrows.

The younger brunette quickly popped up, "few days? But I have a performance scheduled in San Francisco for my EP!"

"Sorry Mila, doctor's orders." Jason said as he crossed his arms.

She turns to the older brunette behind her, looking into light green eyes, as she pleaded with her own brown shiny orbs.

Lauren quickly stood up to make her way around the younger brunette next to the guys. "No, no, no Camz, don't look at me like THAT. Doctor's orders."

She pouted, "Okay, I'll have my manager reschedule."

"Nice try," Lauren pulled her into her arms and kissed her head.

"Okay well we're recording for most of today so just keep in touch, Dylan lets get out of here, we're already late." Jason said as he smiled a goodbye to both brunettes; Dylan did the same.

Lauren watched Camila sleep for most of the morning. Occasionally getting the younger brunette whatever it was she needed or wanted. From her random food cravings of pizza, ice cream, and orange juice, to her demanding requests of cuddling, which the older brunette didn't mind at all. It's been a few days, but her feelings had come roaring back and there was no denying how strong they were and have always been.

I could watch her sleep all day; she's so beautiful. Okay, she's in love with you…with ME, yes. I know how I feel. DO YOU? The last time I felt this way, my heart was ripped out of my chest. Should I tell her how I feel? It's only been a few days, how can YOU be sure? AHHH! Why am feeling so…queasy right now? YOU KNOW WHY!

Lauren's thoughts were abruptly interrupted.

~BUZZ-BUZZ-BUZZ~

"Hey Dylan, how's the recording session?" She whispered stepping outside the room so she wouldn't wake the younger girl.

"It's awesome, this new band we signed could be the next big thing!" He answered enthusiastically on the other end. "Hey Laur, your manager just called me, there's a charity event at LACMA tonight, for the Children's hospital, they were wondering if you could make an appearance, maybe sing a song. They know it's last minute, but they timed the show incorrectly and they know how big of an advocate you are for chariti-"

"Yeah, yeah of course!" She cut him off, "What time do I have to be in L.A.?"

"The event starts at 8pm, and you're expected to walk down the red carpet, so I would say no later than 730pm, cool?"

"Send the make up crew and my stylist over, I'll see you in a few hours."

~CLICK~

Lauren made her way back into the room, kneeling next to the bed as she began to brush strands of hair off Camila's face. Her lips pulled to her eyes as the brown-eyed beauty grabbed her hand, still with her eyes closed, and pulled her on the bed.

"Mmhmm," she nuzzled her face onto Lauren's neck.

Lauren chuckled before placing a soft kiss on her head, "You awake Camz?"

"Barely." She breathed onto her neck, the warmth causing Lauren to shiver.

"Dylan just called, they asked me to perform at a charity event at LACMA tonight. I have to take off in a couple of hours and I'll have someone watch you for the rest of the night until I get back, okay?"

Camila reluctantly popped her head up, sleep written all over her face, lips poking out as brown orbs looked into green eyes that melted at the sight of her.

She IS so fucking adorable.

"I can't go with you?"

"Nope, doctor's orders."

She began to pout.

"No," Lauren's voice began to lose its strength, "No…no," She shook her head. "Nope."

"Yes…yes." Camila's lips pulled to her brown eyes, nodding up and down, "Yes." She leaned in and placed a soft kiss on the older brunette's lips, lingering as she spoke, "Yeeeesss."

Lauren watched Camila get up, off the bed and head towards the bathroom to wake herself up.

How am I supposed to say NO to THAT? Wait, wait…if Camz is coming with me, does that mean we're making a public appearance together? I'm expected to walk down the red carpet; there it is again, the nervousness. Are we ready for that, a public appearance together? AM I? They're going to ask soooo many questions and I was just with Amber at the Grammys not too long ago. Well, we were never TOGETHER-together, I have dated a lot of women in the industry, but Camila isn't just ANOTHER girl…UGH! Come on Lauren! Pull yourself together; it's not a big deal! It's kind of a big deal! SHUT UP BRAIN, you think wayyyyyy too much!

"Hmm, so what are you wearing tonight Lo?" Camila asked leaning against the bathroom doorframe, "that way I know what colors to wear, don't want to match too much." She smiled before heading back into the bathroom.

Lauren exhaled.

So…I guess you two ARE going together. Shut up brain, seriously. Is THAT really a good idea? It's only been a few days and you're ALREADY making a public appearance with her? Think LAUREN THINK! Probably not.

"My stylist is coming over! So you can just pick out whatever outfit you want to wear and I'll see you inside after the red carpet." her voiced trailed off towards the end of that sentence.

Camila walked out of the bathroom, crossing her arms, a few feet away from the older brunette who continued to sit on the bed, trying not to make eye contact. "So you don't want to go together?" her voice hurt, as she looked down and played with her hair.

Why doesn't Lauren WANT to go with me? Maybe she doesn't FEEL the way I FEEL about her.

Lauren swallowed the nervousness in her throat as she quickly stood up, sensing the hurt that echoed through Camila's voice. "Well, I just figured, I mean since I have to be there early because I'm performing and well I don't want you doing anything too strenuous and that way you can get more time to rest and what now."

And 'WHAT NOT?', way to ramble, nice, way to go Lauren, way to go.

"It's fine." Camila flashed her a half smile, a disappointed, absolutely hurt, half smile.

"Camz, I just think-" Lauren had no idea what she was going to say, so she was more than happy when the younger girl didn't let her finish.

"I said it's fine." She shook her head slightly, mustering up the best toothless smile she could, but Lauren could see the sadness in her eyes.

What am I doing? Anyone would be lucky to bring Camila as their date, why am I so scared?

"We can!" the older brunette blurted out of nowhere as Camila shot her a questioning look. "We can definitely go together."

"NO. I said it's fine, besides, wouldn't want to cramp your image." Camila shot back, not able to contain the hurt, attitude making it's way through.

~DING-DING-DING~

"That's probably you're stylist, you better get it." She said numbly walking back into the bathroom and shutting the door.

GOOD JOB Lauren, good job.

Lauren let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding in and shook her head at her stupidity.

FUCK!

She felt like SHIT, as she should, for hurting Camila. Her face said it all; her brown, saddened eyes screamed it, even without saying a word. Yes, Lauren felt like SHIT.

A/N: WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK? PLEASE REVIEW! I WOULD LOVE SOME FEEDBACK! =D