A/N: This is just a little break from my current series, this is Crazy Beautiful Continued (Chapter 27) so read that first, then read this! Not to worry, i will continue with the other story as well! Maybe throw some other stories in between =)
~She's not afraid; she just likes to use her night light
When she gets paid, true religion gets it all
If they fit right.
She's a little bit manic, completely organic
Doesn't panic for the most part.
She's old enough to know, and young enough not to say no
To any chance that she gets for home plate tickets to see the Mets.
Like everybody, she's in over her head,
Dreads Feds, Grateful Dead, and doesn't take meds.~
A few more days! A few more days and I'd throw my arms around my girlfriend, look into her emerald eyes that held my heart and kiss her lips. I could feel my heart flutter at the thought of her soft, warm lips, I MISSED HER. It was almost midnight and we were still HERE, outside running through routines, making sure our formation was perfect, IT WAS. I loved my co-captain, but she's a little insane sometimes.
"Okay!" she clapped her hands together as I stood next to her, "one more time"
Everyone groaned in unison walking back to their spots.
"Ally, it's almost midnight," I looked at her with my tired eyes.
It's ALMOST midnight and I was suppose to call Lauren over an hour ago…GRRR! We hardly get to speak to each other and for once we set aside time, the ONLY free time just to talk.
"One more Mila," she whispered in my ear, "then you can go and talk to your girlfriend." She teased.
I glanced at the time, "if she's even awake anymore," I rolled my eyes playfully at my co-captain.
"Knowing Lauren, she's waiting up for you." She nodded as a matter of factly, "that girl is SOOOO in love with you, waiting up is no big deal."
~She's a Gemini Capricorn
Thinks all men are addicted to porn.
I don't agree with her half the time,
But, damn I'm glad she's mine.
Her eyes, that's where hope lies.
That's where blue skies
Meet the sunrise.
Her eyes, that's where I go
When I go home.
She got the kinda strength that every man wishes he had.
She loved Michael Jackson up until he made Bad.~
AWWW…well that just made me blush.
"Mila," she whispered, "stop blushing in front of the freshman…geez," she let out a chuckle.
"Shut it!" I slapped her arm, "lets make it quick."
Maybe it WASN'T a big deal, because to me, I'd wait up forever, but I know she has a big game tomorrow and I didn't want her staying up late for me.
~Tells me that she lives about a hundred lives,
Scares me to death when she thinks and drives,
Says cowboy hats make her look fat,
and I'm so glad she's mine.
Her eyes, that's where hope lies.
That's where blue skies
Meet the sunrise.
Her eyes, that's where I go
When I go home.
She doesn't know the word 'impossible'
Don't care where I've been and doesn't care where we're goin' to.
She takes me as I am, and that ain't easy.
She's beautiful. So beautiful.~
"Baby…" the screen was still black, "baby, can you see me?" I let out, my eyes narrowing at my laptop.
WHY THE HECK IS IT STILL BLACK?
She came into view, "can you see me now?" she whispered.
"Barely…" I pouted, "Lo can you turn something on brighter than your nightlight?" I perked an eyebrow.
She always brought that thing everywhere with her, her nightlight. SO CUTE, she wasn't scared, it was just her THING…she's embarrassed about it, but I think it makes her adorable.
"How about NOW?" she flicked on a light, much better.
I stared into her enchanting green eyes, it wasn't the REAL thing, but THIS, this is better than nothing, BEAUTIFUL. There was something about HER EYES; they made me feel ten folds better just by looking at them. Whenever I looked into her eyes, it was like watching a sunset for the first time and I've seen my share of sunsets, none more breathtaking than the pair of shiny green eyes in front of me.
I let out a sigh; I just missed her SO much.
"Babe?" her husky voice was soft, tired, "say something…"
"I love you," I whispered as I watched her lips pull to her tired eyes, "you look tired Lo."
"I love you too," she let out a mild yawn, "and I am a little tired."
"What time is your game?" My heart softened at the sight of her porcelain face and tired green eyes looking at me.
"Noon." She yawned again.
NOON…hmmmmm.
"Baby you need to sleep," I said tilting my head, poking my lips out, "we can talk aft-"
"No!" she said with a lazy smile, "I've been waiting up just to see your beautiful face, even if it's just for a few minutes."
"Okay, just a few minutes, then off to bed." I said perking an eyebrow.
"Yes ma'am," she winked.
"So how are the scrimmages going?"
"Weelllll…."
"Lauren Michelle Jauregui….well what?" I knew that tone; she did something.
"Well we KILLED this one team and they got crazy babe!" she exclaimed with hand gestures and her eyes wide.
"Did you get in a fight?" I HATE it when she gets into fights.
~And sometimes I think she's truly crazy.
And I love it.
Her eyes, that's where hope lies.
That's where blue skies
Always meet the sunrise.
Her eyes, that's where I go
When I go home.~
She thinks she's the HULK and gets in WAAAYY over her head and she thinks she can take on anyone.
"Some girl shoved Normani, I wasn't gonna let that slide." She crossed her arms.
I hate it when she fights, but I LOVE the look she gets when she's protective, presses her lips together, her face all intense…so sexy.
"Although you look VERY sexy when you're mad," her porcelain face softened instantaneously, "I don't want you getting into fights Lo, for multiple reasons," I touched my finger on the screen.
She uncrossed her arms her lips pulling to her eyes, "I know you don't," she blew me a kiss causing me to scrunch my nose to receive it and kiss the camera on my laptop, "I miss your lips," she confessed.
"I miss yours too," I kissed the camera again, "we should both head to bed, it's REALLY late and you need to be rested for your game."
She slouched, her eyes a shade darker, "yeah, you're probably right," She looked down and I could barely hear her raspy tone.
"Hey," I flashed her a half smile, "look at me," there they are, my favorite set of eyes, "a few days and we'll be together."
"It's not soon enough," she let out, "I love you Camz."
"I love you too baby." She kissed the screen causing me to smile, "sweet dreams."
~Her eyes, that's where hope lies.
That's where blue skies
Always meet the sunrise.
Her eyes, that's where I go
When I go home.
She's not afraid
she just likes to use her night light.~
~BUZZZZZZZ~
The buzzer for the game had gone off and they had won; I was able to catch the last few minutes from the door. The gym was filled with so many people I decided to stand outside the gymnasium waiting for the team to walk out, well, waiting for HER to walk out. I had convinced Ally to tag along with me, I couldn't wait another day so we drove for five hours, I owe her big time! I had told both Normani and Dinah that I was on my way to surprise the love of my life.
Dinah, Normani and Ally all stood a few feet from the gymnasium double doors; I stood next to it, hiding. She slowly came into view; there she is, so sexy in her basketball uniform, a ball pinned between her body and her right arm, she stopped dead in her tracks. I'm guessing she realized who's standing next to Normani and Dinah.
She tilted her head, still confused, her back to me, "what the heck? Ally?"
All three girls just smiled.
"Great game baby," I watched her drop the ball as it rolled away from her.
She slowly turned in my direction, her emerald eyes glossy as they met mine, "Camz?"
I ran to her, jumped into her arms without hesitation, I knew she'd catch me.
I wrapped my legs around her waist as her two strong arms held me, "what are you doing here?" she was smiling from ear to ear.
I bit my bottom lip, brushing the little sweat off her forehead before leaning down to press our lips together, "I couldn't wait." I breathed into her lips, "I love you so much Lauren," I said looking into her eyes.
"I love you too Camz," I watched her smile and scrunch her nose affectionately before I leaned in, letting our lips linger, "best surprise ever," she breathed out as she kissed my lips.