Think Again (Camren)

Am I Who I Am?

Lauren's PoV

I was getting used to waking up early every morning. It was like the alarm clock was built in my head, especially when I knew Camila had early morning practice. I couldn't help it. Walking in the arena and seeing her do what she does best, aside from me of course, kicking ass and definitely taking names.

Since Camila was kicked off the school team and then refused to play with them again, they lost every single game except one. Coach Lit was sure as hell cursing herself good and hard because while her team was losing, Rebels were on a roll.

When I heard from my girlfriend that Normani was playing for the team, I felt weird. Jealous weird. She'd be spending time with Camila in the locker room and showers and that idea was not sitting well with me.

At all.

I tried to convince Camila that I should just take care of it. You know, shower with her every single morning. It earned me an aroused growl and then a laugh. I wasn't joking. We both knew if I showered with her every time she had morning practice, we'd never get to school on time.

Two weeks passed and I was in the locker room listening to my iPod, waiting for Camila to come out of the shower when I felt someone sit beside me. I took the buds out of my ear and raised an eyebrow when I saw Normani sitting there, in her bra and jeans, looking at me.

"See what you like?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Hardly." I snorted and started to put my earphones back in when she laughed. "What?"

"Are you worried that Camila's going to leave you for me?" She moved to straddle the bench, raising an eyebrow. "You're here every morning there's practice."

"Camila wouldn't leave me for you Normani, I'm here because I want to be." I brushed some hair away from my eyes and looked away from the other brunette. "Why are you like this?" I asked quietly, turning to look at her.

"And what exactly am I like?" She frowned.

"Fake." I shrugged and stood up, grabbing the tray of coffees that held mine and Camila's.

"You don't know me Jauregui, I wouldn't start calling me fake." Normani stood up and opened her locker, grabbing a shirt. "Who the hell are you to-"

"Am I interrupting something?" Camila came in view and I smiled as she was already fully dressed and ready to go.

"No." The other girl slammed her locker shut and stuffed her bag full of junk.

"Good." Camila grabbed a coffee from my hand and pressed her lips against mine.

"Morning," I grinned and kissed her once more before pulling back only to find Normani looking at us. "Take a picture, it may last longer."

Camila smirked and grabbed her bag. "Nice wiping your face on the ice again Kordei, can't wait to do it again."

"Camz?" I pulled her to the side and eyed up the brunette, who finished getting ready to go. "Can you give me a minute?"

I wanted to talk to this Normani cunt. Really talk to her and see where exactly she stood with Camila. You could call me jealous if you'd like, but I really was just curious. I knew Camila would never cheat on me, because she let me see that side of her that no one else saw. She let me be the one she could really trust and be herself, since the very first time we met.

"Huh?" Camila scrunched up her face and tilted her head to the side, "you want to be alone with her?" I chuckled but nodded. Raising an eyebrow, she took a sip of her coffee and shrugged, exiting the room quietly.