'M' is for Moron and 'K' is for Krazy?

Say it

Camila's POV

It has been two weeks since Lauren and I had that dinner date, and more importantly, we kissed. God, we kissed. I kissed her, and she kissed me back. Her lips against mine, while we caress and hold each other is the best feeling ever. I could do it over and over again, and I'll probably never get tired. That was the first and last kissed I've shared with Lauren, which pretty much sucks, a lot. Keeping those heavenly lips away from mine is definitely a sin.

 After we had that romantic night we've been texting and seeing each other more often. And the texting has been pretty flirty and blunt. Not that I'm complaining, I could exchange trashy dirty jokes with Lauren all day, but we still haven't directly talked about what happened. And I hate to admit that the insecure and shy part of me, still present, needs to know what that kiss meant. What does that kiss mean? That question has been haunting me all week. I mean does she like me? Well, she obviously likes me. I mean come on, we kissed and she still talks and flirts with me, and vice versa. But, does she likes me for real? Does she want something serious or is this just another fling? I hate to think stuff like this, but I can't be sure of anything until I talk to Lauren. 

Lauren herself told me she didn't do relationships. And the only one she has been in, was pretty much carnal. I don't want to think of Lauren as some player or womanizer, but I really need to know. I need reassurance this is not some other meaninglessness relationship. But, what if that's the case? What if she only wants to be fuck buddies? I frown at the thought. No, Lauren is not like that. Besides if she wanted sex, she could've done it the same night we kissed. I mean, we were almost through with being naked, and we asked some pretty darn sexual things. The atmosphere was screaming sex, but she didn't do it. On the contrary, when we got too carried away with the kiss she stopped and suggested we watched a movie. I smile at the memory. She told me to stay for the night since it was getting late. That was also the first time I slept in Lauren's arms, and woke in her arms too. It was simply beautiful. No, our relationship is definitely more than just a "good fuck". Lauren respects me and appreciates me. She has demonstrated she cares about me since day one. 

On the other hand, we connect on such a spiritual level it's insane. It is crazy how two people can be so different, but so well fit with each other. We click like a puzzle piece. I love the person I become when I'm with Lauren. I feel so full of life, happy, and strong. It's crazy. I love how every time I learn something new about her. How she loves to laugh at her own jokes, and has a dark and sarcastic sense of humor. How she mumbles in Spanish when she's really angry or anxious about something. I love how she truly and genuinely cares about the people in her life. I love how she's so tough, strong and composed. But she has a soft interior, and she can be just as fragile. And I love how I've yet to know everything about her. I love the mere knowledge that everyday I'm learning something new about Lauren. I love how she makes me feel so damn special all the time. I love how she takes care of me, even though she's completely aware I can take care of myself. I love how we can talk for countless hours and not get tired. And it scares me to think that I might be loving the idea of falling in love with her. Of calling her mine. Going to sleep every night together, and waking up to her sight. Making dinner together, while we talk about how our day went. Laughing at each others jokes, and making her smile. Holding each other when one is on the point of tears. Sharing my insecurities with her because I know she'll brush them all away. Trusting that even though we can get mad at each other and fight, she'll take care of my heart no matter what. 

I think I'm starting to fall for this girl, and hard. I just hope and pray she is there to catch me from this point of no return. 

Today is a Saturday meaning is my day off, so I decided to visit the cafe, more importantly Dinah. I haven't seen her often, since we both have been with our respective "crushes". I've only seen her sometimes on the mornings when I come pick up my daily coffee. I think a surprise visit would be nice, besides I really want to talk to someone. Not that Lauren isn't great company, but you can't actually talk about your crush with your crush. I'm already dressed and ready to go, so I head to the cafe. I settle for walking because the day is nice and either way the cafe is really close to my house, it would be stupid to take a cab or wait for a bus. Fifteen minutes later I arrive and enter the cafe. The familiar scent of coffee and pastries wave my senses and I feel instant comfort. I sit down at one of the tables and start looking for Dinah. I spot her two seconds later picking someones order. A few minutes later Dinah sees me and waves excitedly while approaching me. I smile at my best friends antics. She can be rough sometimes, but I know she loves me.