~I got my eyes on you, you're everything that I see
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly
I can't get over you, you left your mark on me
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly
Cause you're a good girl and you know it
You act so different around me
Cause you're a good girl and you know it
I know exactly who you could be
Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're going home~
Lauren's P.O.V.
~DING~
The elevator doors opened as I walked into the lobby; its too bad Camila had to be somewhere, actually, I'm surprised she was even there in the morning. She was so sweet after we…maybe I am wrong about her, I don't know.
SHAKE IT OFF LAUREN, shake it off. You CAN'T fall for a socialite, let alone a socialite who sleeps around, it's against everything you believe in! Too late, CRAP.
I was just about to step into the rotating doors, "Lauren!" I turned around, my shocked eyes meeting a familiar face.
"Hey Normani," she shook her head, almost confused.
SHIT. I forgot she owns this place and probably lives here!
"What are you doing here? You didn't go home with Ally?" she perked an eyebrow, her face suggestive.
"Ahhh no, I ahhh-"
She grabbed my hands, "oh my gosh, you and Blake?" she beamed.
Oh Blake, totally forgot!
"Yes! Yes! I nodded, but can we keep this between us?"
She winked at me, "no problem."
I made my way out the Hotel.
~I got my eyes on you, you're everything that I see
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly
I can't get over you, you left your mark on me
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly
Cause you're a good girl and you know it
You act so different around me
Cause you're a good girl and you know it
I know exactly who you could be
Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're going home~
Camila's P.O.V.
I couldn't stop thinking about her; I'm sitting at a café just across the hotel and all I could think about was HER. I need to turn around; she can't break through, NO. This hole in my heart, no one can fix.
NO ONE GETS INSIDE.
My eyes narrowed, looking across, focusing on the rotating doors that let out a beautiful, porcelain skin brunette. I brought my mug to my lips, sipping the coffee; the warmth was soothing, my eyes observing her across the street, getting in my limo.
SHIT. I need to sleep with someone else. I NEED to get my mind off of her, yeah, just sleep with someone else, I'll be fine. Yeah, I'll be fine.
I took my phone out, "Yo! What you doing tonight?"
"Nothing Dawg, what up?" Dinah hollered making me laugh, I don't what it is but whenever we speak to each other we think we're GANGSTA, no joke, it's pretty hilarious.
I let out a laugh, "lets go out tonight."
"I'm down, what'd you have in mind?" Gosh I love Dinah, always down; she's actually the only one, even though she has a boyfriend, she's almost ALWAYS down.
"Oh you'll see," my tone mischievous, "I'll get you around 11pm."
She laughed devilishly, "alright, don't disappoint."
"Never do."
~CLICK~
Lauren's P.O.V.
I walked out the door and I wasn't exactly sure which one was Camila's limo, I turned my head, kind of searching when a suited man approached me, "Ms. Jauregui," he took his hat off, "my name is Peter," he opened the door, "I'll take you wherever you need to go," he smiled so sweetly.
"Thank you Peter," I smiled back, "and you can call me Lauren."
I hopped in the car, Peter closing the door behind me. Hmmm, I looked around the limo, black leather interior, drinks available, it was lavish, but still subtle…classy, yeah, classy.
I WONDER HOW MANY GIRLS THIS LIMO HAS TAKEN HOME AFTER A NIGHT WITH CAMILA…
I felt my stomach turn at the thought, shaking my head. I didn't want to think about it.
"Where to Lauren?" He said making eye contact from the rearview mirror.
"Do you know where Ally lives?"
"I've been there plenty of times, which residence? Her home in the city or the one just outside?"
I totally forgot Ally had an apartment in the city too; I've only been to her family's main house just outside the city, "the one outside the city."
"You got it," he tipped his hat, such a sweet man, "Camila must be very fond of you," he let out as he began to drive.
My eyebrows furrowed at his words, "what makes you say that?"
"I've been driving Camila for almost ten years now," his eyes looking left to right, turning the wheel, "not once has she ever given her ride up for anyone."
I felt the heat rush to my cheeks…why is my heart beating so fast all of a sudden? WHY? Oh gosh, NOT ONCE…not once, but she did for me.
***Next Day, Ally's House, Outside the City, 10AM***
"Brunch has to be one of the best things ever in life," Normani said biting a piece of bacon as she looked at Ally and I, "I mean think about it, food, yum, mimosas, yum!"
We all began to giggle.
I took a bite of my cinnamon roll, "can't argue that," I held up my glass of mimosa for a toast.
~CLANK~
"Oh gosh!" Ally gasped, her eyes on a magazine as she held her hand on her chest shaking her head.
My eyes narrowed at my cousin, "what is it?"
She folded the magazine, tossing it on the middle of the table, the headline reading…
::HEIRESS TO OIL FORTUNE, CAMILA CABELLO, DROPS 100K AT NEW YORK STRIP CLUB::
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? 100K…who spends that much on whores? Ugh…why do I even care? I don't!
I shook off the disgust, "a hundred thousand, seriously?"
"Yeah," all our heads turned to the left, Dinah approaching the table, shades on, "I think it was a little over a hundred, actually," she said sitting down, grabbing a piece of toast and biting into it.
"Hung over much?" Normani let out a light chuckle.
"Are you okay Dinah? Do you need anything," Ally rubbed her back, "gosh, you and Mila…" she shook her head, "I'm guessing Mila's NOT making brunch today?"
Dinah shook her head 'NO', "Ally, I'm fine and don't do that," she took her glasses off, revealing very tired eyes, "we're young and Mila's single, we had a lot of fun," she chuckled, "SHE had a lot of fun."
Ugh…don't want to listen to this right now.
"Seriously Ally, I don't know why you're still surprised, it's Mila," Normani added, "she's single, she's twenty-one."
Ally exhaled, her looks still disapproving, "anyways," she poured water in Dinah's glass, "so this Sunday, we're all helping out for the food and clothing drive right?"
Dinah and Normani nodded.
"Drive?" I asked curious.
"Oh Lauren you'll love it, the charity we volunteer at," she smiled nodding up and down.
Charity, I am definitely down for that, "sounds great cousin, can't wait."
***Two Nights Later, Camila's Penthouse, 2AM***
Camila's P.O.V.
"mmmm," she moaned, "how does that feel?" she said trying to sound sexy…NOT SEXY.
Not nearly as good as HER, DAMMIT!
The random girl I brought home kept kissing my body, I CAN'T, I JUST CAN'T.
I stopped her, walking towards my alcohol table, pouring some scotch in a glass, "look Stacey, I'm sorry, but this isn't really doing it for me," I tossed cash on the bed.
I watched her get up, grabbing her clothes, "it's Sarah!" she yelled grabbing her clothes.
SAME DIFFERENCE.
"At least take the cash for the cab," I said, not bothering to look at the girl, finishing my drink.
"You're an asshole!" she slammed the door.
Yeah, I KNOW.
I flopped back on my bed, my eyes out the window, the moon was high, it was bright tonight and for a second I wondered if maybe her beautiful green eyes were looking at the same moon, at the same sky…right now.
~You're the girl, you're the one
Gave you everything I loved
I think there's something, baby
I think there's something, baby~
***Sunday, Food and Clothing Drive***
Lauren's P.O.V.
I looked around at only the few volunteers left boxing up the last of the clothes, food and a lot of other items donated, the scene in front of my was nothing short of AMAZING. It absolutely warmed my heart.
"So," Ally stood next to me, "what did you think?" she placed her hands on her hip, her eyes scanning the warehouse filled with boxes of collected donations.
I shook my head in disbelief, "this is amazing," my lips curved into a smile, "sometimes I want to give up on the world and I then I experience something like this, thanks Ally."
She threw her arm around me, "there's always good in the world cousin, some people may just surprise you," she smiled at me.
"OKAY!" a voice I didn't know I missed until I actually heard her yell; she stood near the middle of the warehouse, " THANK YOU GUYS FOR STAYING LATER THAN EXPECTED, YOU'RE ALL AMAZING! YOU CAN ALL GO HOME NOW!" she smiled, her lips pulling to her glimmering brown eyes.
I haven't seen her since, well, yeah…WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?
"What's Camila doing here?" I turned to my cousin.
"Did I not tell you?" she met my gaze; TELL ME WHAT? "This is Camila's charity, she's been doing this for years," she nodded up and down, "well, her mom started the charity and when she passed away, Camila took over."
My green eyes locked with brown ones across the room, her lips pulling to a half smile as she looked at me, I had to break eye contact.
I turned to my cousin, "what? Well where has she been this whole day?" I was still in disbelief, she just throws me for a loop, and she confuses me.
"There's another location at the other side of the city for donations, that's where Dinah and Normani were today and I'm charge of this one," she smiled, "but Camila always goes to both, sometimes she even stays by herself, making sure everything is all set to go out."
You have this perception of someone and then they do something kind, like sit with your loner cousin and you think you're wrong and then they do something stupid like drop 100k at a strip club, but then she does THIS…puts something like THIS together…I just don't understand; she confuses me.
"She's like night and day, isn't she?" I wiggled my eyebrows at my cousin.
She let out a chuckle, "remember how I said some people may just surprise you, well, Camila's one of those people."
All of a sudden there was a lump building in my throat, my heart pumping, I couldn't really explain the feeling.
~Cause you're a good girl and you know it
You act so different around me
Cause you're a good girl and you know it
I know exactly who you could be
Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're going home~
Camila's P.O.V.
Okay, I didn't think she'd STILL be here, that's why I was at the other location for so long. I've been doing such a good job at avoiding her, not going to brunch with the girls just because I knew she'd be there. Pull yourself together! You're an adult, although some might argue that, I shook my head.
Here goes, I made my way towards the two, throwing my arms around Ally from behind, "thannnnkkkkk yoouuuu," I kissed her cheek, "you're the bestest!"
She turned around, "you're welcome and you know how much I love doing this, no big deal."
I smiled at my best friend, my eyes drifted from her to green ones, "thanks for coming Lauren," she just smiled, "why don't the two of you get out of here," I grabbed Ally's shoulders, "you look tired and you've been here the entire day."
"You've been doing this the whole day too Mila, I'll staaaa-"
"No," I cut her off, "I'm a nocturnal son of a gun and I know for a fact it's waaaayyy past your bedtime, go, both of you, there's a few more boxes that need to be taped up and then I'm heading home too, no big deal." I smiled at both of them.
"Fine," Ally exhaled.
"I'm not too tired," I watched her say to Ally, "I want to stay and help," her green eyes locking with mine, "if that's okay with you?"
Don't do it…say NO! JUST SAY NO, you CANNOT be alone with her, don't do it.
"Ahhh," don't do it, "yeah sure."
WHY DID YOU DO IT?
"Alright then, good night," Ally gave us both hugs before making her way out.
We both taped boxes in silence, the quiet was slowly getting to me, I looked over at her, her milk chocolate hair pulled back loosely in a pony, she looked younger, innocent, which she is, she's a good girl.
"Stare much?" she said not bothering to look up at me, her lips pulling to a smirk.
BUSTED…CRAP.
"You're just so beautiful, I couldn't help myself." Whoa, where did that come from?
Her eyes shot up, narrowed green eyes locking with mine; she shook her head.
"What?" I approached her.
"I just," she broke eye contact, turning her attention to a box, "I just don't get you."
That prompted me to close the rest of the gap between us, placing my hand on her hips as she turned around, her sparkling green eyes meeting mine, "what does that mean?" I asked her.
She bit her bottom lip, almost nervous, "I don't know, one minute you're dropping 100k at a strip club and then THIS…you do THIS," she continued to ramble, but everything went quiet for me, all I could do was scan her, her features, her beautiful green eyes expressed how vulnerable she was, the barely visible freckles on her face, her lashes and the way they fluttered, her cute nose, and her lips, her full, plump red-pinkish lips, they took over me.
I pulled her in, crashing my lips onto hers aggressively. I missed her lips, they were warm, gentle, soft, and I can't believe I went this long without them. Her arms made their way around my neck, our lips moving along one another, almost desperate for one another. She bit my bottom lip, tugging on it prompting me to push her up against the wall as our lips continued to move along one another. We reluctantly parted, my eyes met with flickering green ones, and I could feel her body move faster along with her breathing.
"Camila," she said in between heavy breaths, pushing me off of her, taking a couple steps away from me, "I can't," she continued to breath heavily.
"You can't?" I stepped towards her closing the little gap between us, "or you WON'T?" I cupped her face, bringing her emerald gems to look into mine.
She turned her face out of my hands, "I can't, I don't do this."
"What do you want from me Lauren, seriously, what do you want from me?"
"I don't know," she shook her head, the question taking her by surprise.
"Well if you don't fucking know then I can't fucking help you." I said frustrated running my hand through my hair.
Her green eyes locked with mine, "I don't want this," she pointed, "this girl in front of me cursing, I don't want HER," her face softened, stepping towards me, pulling me in for a sensual kiss, her lips dancing with mine so tenderly; she slowly pulled back, "I want the girl who sat on the kitchen floor with me."
I think there's something HERE, there's something, but I CAN'T BE THAT GIRL, NO.
"Look Lauren, you don't want THAT girl," I shook my head, "you don't want to go falling for THAT girl."
"Too late," she whispered barely audible.
"I can't," I shook my head.
"WHY?" Her green eyes shot through me.
"Because, I just …I CAN'T," it was all I could say.
I'm scared, scared of being hurt and maybe hurting you, I'M SCARED.
"You're a fucking coward," she crossed her arms.
I'M A FUCKING COWARD, grrr; she makes my blood boil.
"You asked, I gave you an answer," my tone angry, "now if you wanna fuck, then I'm all about."
SHIT! THAT WAS A DICK REFLEX…I shouldn't have said that.
"You're an asshole," her eyes beginning to water as she turned towards the door.
I lunged towards her, spinning her around into my arms, "I'm sorry," I dipped my head a little more, meeting her glossy green eyes, "that's just it, I'm an asshole," I brushed her face with my thumb, cupping her cheek, "you don't want me," I kissed her lips, "you don't want to fall for someone like me," I kissed her again, this time on her exposed neck, her skin so smooth, so warm, my lips making their way up her neck, on her ear, "come home with me," I whispered in her ear, pushing her gently against the door.
"Camila," she breathed out, "I don't-"
"Come home with me," I placed my lips on her heated neck, sucking on her skin as she let out a faint moan, I made my way up her neck to her lips, kissing her violently, I wanted her, all of her, "come home with me," I breathed onto her lips before crashing mine against hers once again, her fingers swimming in my hair, pulling as my own made my way under her shirt, the warmth from her skin sending heat throughout my body, "I want you," I confessed looking into her eyes, she was all I could see, "come home with me…"
She pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth, "Camila…"