The exchange (camren) English Version

Chapter 71

Camila's POV

“I had to steal you from Taylor” Lauren murmured, looking at me “I was going crazy, for having you so close and not being able to be like that with you..” she said and tightened her arms around my body, to demonstrate what she said

"You're going to have to do something, champion. If your parents discover us, my exchange will end sooner than expected” I teased her

“Don't say that please” she asked, her voice soft. “I don't know what I'll do when you have to leave..”

“Just because we don't speak about it doesn't mean that it change the fact that I have to go.” I said sincerely “if it doesn't hurt now, it will hurt later...”

“That hurts every day, Camila...”
she sighed, bringing her lips to my neck
“I don't want you to leave” she said against my skin, rubbing her mouth there

I didn't say anything, because I had nothing to say. That issue also bothers me, I was always aware that I would stick to the people here and I know I will miss them as much when I arrive in Mexico as I miss my family here.

I will miss her.

Even with all our fights and problems.

Lauren lay down next to me and hugged me, settling me in her arms, kissed my hair and brushed her lips on my head for a while.

“It is better not to play with our luck...” I said, sitting down

“Hey, don't go...” she took me back, making me fall on her body “stay here with me.” she said

“Lauren...” I reproached her.. “I have to leave, your parents are coming soon..”
I pushed her lightly, to gain momentum and get up

She was faster, she turned her body, leaving me underneath, she held my arms over my head and brought her lips to my neck again, interspersed with small and slight bites, which bristle from head to toe.

“I have...” I said and closed my eyes, trying to concentrate “to leave..” I finished the sentence with great difficulty

She didn't listened to me, she kept touching me, sucking hard on my neck, leaving me without any reaction.

“I'm serious..” I said quickly, in a single breath

She brought her hands up to my neck, then brought her lips to my shoulders, kissing them affectionately, running her lips in each of their places, causing an internal tingle of joy. Then she looked at me again.

“You still want to leave?” she asked, with her lips inches from mine “hm?” and brushed them in mine

I looked for strength, I don't know where, to say the following sentence.

“I don't want to leave...” I confessed, in a sigh “but you have to” she completed before I did

Lauren pulled her face away and looked at me for a few seconds, as if she wasn't trying to read my expression, to find a sign of weakness. And I think whe must have found 30 signs, because I was contradicting myself.

“It's okay ... go” she said in a grimace, I prepared to get up, but she stopped me “but before..” she ran her nose on my cheek, making a slight affection
“my kiss goodbye?” she asked dramatically

I smiled, shaking my head, grabbed her face in my hands and put my lips on hers, only giving her a quick and simple kiss.

“I don't know in Mexico, but in Miami that was never a kiss..” she demanded, getting down from me

“Yes, we are from different cultures” I said to her, winking

“Bye” I provoked, smiling and saying goodbye with my hand

I walked to the door, I turned to spy, Lauren was lying watching me.

I thought for a moment and ran back to her, throwing myself on her body, while letting out a moan of pain and I laughed.

I filled her face with kisses, leaving it all marked by my lipstick, then I captured her lips, she wrapped me in a tender hug, as soon as our heads moved slowly and our mouths were wrapped in a typical passionate kiss.

After that day it was hard to be without Lauren for a while, part of that was due to my classes and the other to her parents,
so she had the brilliant idea of ​​calling me on a tour, the perfect excuse to be alone.

And by the way, I would know the city I've been in for months. I looked at my watch impatiently, I haven't gotten up at 9 in the morning so Lauren would take 20 years to get ready. I waited some more time outside the house, in the sun, until she appeared. I swear I almost laughed.

A cap covered part of her face, there was a map in her hands and a fanny pack hung from her waist. She looked like a tourist guide.

“Ok, hi my name is Lauren Jauregui and I will be with you today on this tour” she said to me to me “So first, I want you to wear this shirt” she handed me a shirt,
I took it and I started to laugh when I read the phrase stamped in English:

“My heart belongs to this tourist guide”