C&L love story (camren) - COMPLETED

Chapter 20

"Alright guys! Last sequence then we'll call it a wrap!" Lauren heard her Press Relations Officer of the company who hired her for a week. She was taking a quick break from shooting all day. she felt crappy. she woke up with a headache, thanks to last night's drinking session. and the sun was burning hot,and they had to shoot at poolside. she had been a sun person, and but she hated being burned. And to top it all off, one of the models had been eyeing her like she was live meat since he got out of the hotel.

"Dammit!" she muttered when she accidentally dropped one of her lenses in the
makeshift tent. "Argh!"

"dude," it was brad

"what's up?"

"Brad" she acknowledged him without looking. she just kept tinkering with her
camera while looking at her phone

"still waiting? did really camila can actually bear not contact you?" brad annoying her.

"Brad, will just shut up?" she spat, looking fierce and menacing.

"ok im sorry" raising both hands in retreat.

"But please be back after 5 minutes you have to review something for cammie"
she just nodded, not saying anything more.

"Dude dont ove think, she might be just be busy with work, and we are going home tomorrow" brad said before leaving her.tomorrow, psh can't wait.

she tried resting on one of the chair beds and closed her eyes, still thinking about

Camila

Camila, camila, camila

Her mind kept going back to that night, that night that she took the leap. The
strange thing was, she didn't even plan it. she only wanted to give camila the
drawing book and nothing more. But then she cooked dinner, and even asked her
to be her girlfriend. It was an unconscious decision. It just came out of her mouth,
she didn't even have time to ponder. But when they did, when she finally said them,
she felt something so strange within her, something strange and beautiful.
But that didn't compare to the moment when Camila gave her yes. she felt the
heavens sing. she felt like being away for too long and finally coming home. And
when she kissed her, and she kissed her back, it felt so right, like she had always
belonged to her and she to her.

Camila. I miss kissing you.

That wasn't their first, but just like their first time seven years ago, she saw
fireworks when she closed her eyes. Her lips were so soft and yielding and... loving.
Lauren felt like she loved him... like she STILL loved her. she didn't even want to let
go. she was drifting back to that time in college when the same thing happened but
something pulled her out of her thoughts.

"What the-"

when a pair of legs straddled her and a pair of hands roamed from her chest down to the length of her body.

"Erika, will you get off me?"

"Hmmm," the woman purred, nibbling the back of her ear.

Weeks ago, she would have enjoyed it. Weeks ago, she would have welcomed the
advance and would have taken her, right there, not caring if prying eyes could
see. but now it's different. Now she knew better. And now there was only one thing
that she felt: disgust.

"I said get off me," she wiggled out of the woman's grasp.

"Lo, relax. You're too tight. Just let me. Just like old times."

"Back off, Erika! How many times do I have to tell you? No, we're not doing this!
Respect the fact that I have a girlfriend!"

The woman looked at her like she just killed her grandmother. And then her face
contorted into something so ugly that she knew she was really pissed.