Give You Hell » Camren

Chapter 2

"Fucking hell, Lauren," Normani huffed, watching her best friend through her mirror as she finishes the final touches of her make up.

A small laugh left Lauren's lips as she finishes fixing the pair of socks she shoved inside her pants. "The budge is like the same size when I'm hard, it's nothing," she shrugged, laughing softly when Normani rolled her eyes at her.

"You're the definition of a fuckgirl, did you know that?"

"Mhm, and I'm proud," Lauren grins, walking up to her best friend before leaning down to press her pink lips against the side of her neck.

"Stop, I'm going on a date," the girl groaned, doing her best to move out of her friend's hold while still applying make up. Lauren didn't give, a smirk playing on her lips as she presses her crotch against the girl's back.

"Oh- take those socks and shove it elsewhere!" She laughed and pushed her best friend back more forcibly before going back to fixing her make up when she complies.

"Camila's gonna appreciate this budge being pressed up against her, alright? You just wait and see."
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"Um... Hi, is Camila here?" Lauren asked softly, holding her backpack in front of her as a man ( who was definitely the girl's dad ) opened the door.

"Yeah, she's upstairs. May I ask why you're here?" He asked, brows slightly furrowed as his hard gaze focused on her. God, what did he have against her already?

"Oh, I'm the girl she tutors. We rescheduled and... Yeah," Lauren finished off lamely, rubbing the back of her neck as she chuckled. Before anything else was said, she sees Camila coming down the stairs and immediately she grins, waving at her.

"Papi, she's my guest I was talking about," Camila explained, a gentle hand resting on his shoulder as soon as she was beside him. Her dad merely grunted before taking a step back and walking away.

"Your dad doesn't like me?" Lauren asked as soon as he was away.

"Well yeah, he've been to school before for some of my meetings and he heard how you spoke to me a couple of weeks ago," Camila quirked a brow, as if she was asking if she remembered.

"Oh yeah."

Then it became awkward for a couple of seconds before Camila finally invites her in. 

Walking up the stairs, Lauren made sure to keep her bag in front of her until she reached the Junior president's bedroom. Then her whole facade began to reappear. 

Throwing her backpack to the side of the wall, the ravenette walked to their bed and made herself comfortable with her back resting against the headboard. "I didn't really think your dad'll hate me before he even spoke to me. I hope your mom's different," she says, taking her phone out of her pocket. Camila rolled her eyes at the girl's words as she goes to grab the pre-calculus text book. 

"You're unbelievable, you know? And does it really matter if they like you or not?" Camila asked, settling herself besides the girl ( and making sure that there was a considerable space between them ). Lauren only nodded before locking her phone and pocketing it. 

Camila notices it. Really, it'd be hard not to with how close it was to her and just how... prominent it was to everything else down that. So the younger girl clears her throat and moved her attention back to the book, but it had been too late. Lauren noticed where her eyes had been. 

"Sorry 'bout that. I uh, I left um... Shelby's place before I came here," she lied, scooting closer to close the gap between them. Lauren had clearly been passing any of the Camila's boundaries as she rests her chin on the girl's shoulder. 

Her posture was still, trying her best not to get affected with their position. And no, it wasn't because she was aroused. It was the complete opposite. She felt uncomfortable. 

"Lauren..." She spoke, her voice having a sense of warning. 

"What?" The girl replied so casually, taking it upon herself to flip the pages until the right one. 

"You're too close." 

"I'm not wearing my glasses. Or contacts so I can't see." 

"You don't need them."

"Yes I do. I've been wearing contacts since I was in middle school. I lost them earlier and I don't have any extras with me. Unless you really want me to go grab them at home..." She goes to say, already moving off of Camila. 

"Wait no! It's fine, no. Just... Keep your hands to yourself," Camila quickly says, shooting her a smile just in case. With a satisfied grin, the older girl moved back to her position, a hand resting on the girl's thigh right beside the book. 

"Cool, now teach me some math," she prompted.

For about an hour or two, they actually managed to stay on task because believe it or not, Lauren really needed the tutoring. The girl would have honestly failed the class without the help of her personal tutor and the fact that she wasn't getting paid for this was kind of outrageous. In fact, Lauren had suggested she would pay the girl at least twenty bucks an hour but she quickly denied the offer. 

The sock the was settled inside Lauren's pants was taken out during the first hour of their tutoring session due to feeling uncomfortable and that her cock was being 'crushed' by the material. It wasn't too awkward, but it did manage both girls to blush as the senior suddenly stopped their learning to unbutton her pants and remove it. 

( It didn't dawn to her that she could've just excused herself from the bathroom and do that until it was too late. )

Shutting the book, Camila placed it beside her before turning back face Lauren. "Thank you for... behaving today." She smiled, leaning down to hide her slight blush. It's unusual for her to thank her for that. Or hell, anyone but this was Lauren. The girl practically took all the opportunities to make her uncomfortable. 

"No problem, I thought I'd help you out today and keep my hands to myself," she waved off, moving frosm her sitting position to lie down. Of course, her ideal actions quickly changes back to her careless attitude. 

And to Lauren's surprise, Camila lies down too. 

"You think you'll remember everything we went over for tomorrow's test?"

"I hope I do," she chuckled, turning to her side to face Camila. 

"Well if you don't, we would've wasted our time today." 

Lauren merely hums, her fingers moving up to run through her locks. 

"You should go..." The Junior finally says, biting down on her bottom lip. Just because Lauren decides to behave today doesn't mean she wasn't the girl who harassed in school. 

Pouting, Lauren moved to a knee between the girl's legs, a hand resting on either side of her body. "Already? I thought we could have some fun after working hard." 

At their sudden change of position, Camila's held her breath. She wanted to push her away. Really, she did, but she was scared. The older would definitely be able to hold her down and even though her parents were just downstairs, she didn't want to make this a bigger scene. 

Looking down, she sees her way out.  Big, brown eyes quickly shifts back up just to see Lauren move down to kiss her. Though before she could get any actions, Camila's knee landed hard between her legs. 

"Oh fuck," she cursed, rolling off of her to move her hands down, cupping her member. 

"I'd really like it if you leave. Right now," Camila stuttered out, moving off the bed and as far away as possible from the girl. 

Lauren just continued to curse under her breath, getting up from the bed to grab her back. "Whatever," she manages to say before trying her best to look as normal as possible, walking out of the girl's room and pass her family members. 

As soon as she was inside her car, Lauren punches the wheel and lets out a much needed scream. 

God damn, Normani's gonna have a blast hearing about this. 

A/N: lol guys , just commenting 'update' is probably the worst way to get me to write. Js.