"Camila! What the hell is taking you so long?" Kyla banged on the dressing room door. "You never take this long in picking out a freakin' shirt!"
I laughed at Kyla's impatience. It amused me. Camila and her fought like sisters. But I knew they were solid and no one could break them up. "Relax Ky, she's got a hot date with Austin tonight." I forced a tease in my tone, but swallowed my bile. It was bad enough to see them kiss whenever she came over for dinner. Granted the kiss was nothing more than a peck. I couldn't complain, half the time she ended up in my bedroom listening to music with me anyway.
"I do not!" I heard Camila gasp as she wrenched the door open. My breath caught in my throat as she stood there in her bra and jeans. She glared at me and scowled.
Kyla shrugged. I guess they were used to changing in front of each other. "Then what the hell is taking you so long?" the brunette frowned.
Camila caught my staring gaze and blushed, wrapping herself up in the shirt she was holding. She had abs. Toned abs that looked so kissable. I'd love to feel them quiver beneath my fingertips as I thru-
"Lauren?" Kyla snapped her fingers in front of my face. "I know Camila's hot and all, and I know that you love that sort of thing, but could you please just answer her question so we can take off? I'm starving."
It took me a moment to realize that I was staring. Not in a stealthy kind of way but in a 'I'd so throw you up against that wall and have my way with you' kind of way. And Kyla knew it. I found Camila raising an eyebrow at me as she asked which colour of shirt she should buy. The black one suit her well , which I found myself getting lost in easily, however, the red screamed 'fuck me' and it brought out the colour of her lips as well as the shape. Kissing her would be heaven and I knew those lips would send me over the moon and back.
"Red," I smiled and turned away.
"Thank God!" Kyla sighed and walked back towards the clothing rack. Once she was out of sight, I turn around to find Camila standing there, just looking at me.
"What?" I asked, running my fingers through my hair.
"Like what you see?" She whispered, stepping closer.
Oh hell.
"Cabello," I breathe as I found myself pushed back against a mirror. The smell of her skin was intoxicating. Her hair brushed my shoulders as she leaned in more, her eyes searching mine. She wasn't holding anything back. She wanted to kiss me. I could see it in the way she licked her lips as her eyes flicked from mine and down to my own lips.
I placed my hands on her bare hips, almost moaning at the warmth of her skin. We could get caught. She let out a soft sigh as my hands made their way up her sides, my thumbs grazing the outline of her bra-clad breasts. "Lauren," my name fell from her lips as she moved forward. Our bodies touching lengthwise. I felt my heart skip three beats as her breath washed across my cheek. "Not yet," she whispered huskily as I felt her lips connect with my cheek and she was gone.
I never realized I was holding my breath until I no longer felt her body in my arms. That tease! She had me right where she wanted me. She was going to kiss me. I saw it in her eyes. I guess with us being in the middle of a mall store where we could get caught, kind of scared her away. Either that or she really was just teasing me and leaving me wanting more. She didn't have to worry. I wanted more. I'd wait.
I sighed as I heard the dressing room door click shut and caught a red and blue shirt as they were flung over the door of the cubicle.
Camila opened the door again and finished doing up the last of her buttons on her shirt, giving me a cheeky grin and wink.
Okay. She whispered in my ear 'not yet'. That meant she wanted to kiss me. Ha. Eat your heart out Austin.
God I could be so childish.
I made my way towards Kyla and Camila at the counter. I handed Camila her red shirt and kept the black one in my hand.
"I'm not buying that one," Camila raised an eyebrow at me. "I can only afford one."
I just smiled and handed my credit card to the guy. He placed it in a bag and I made my out of the shop with my friends.
"Cabello," I stopped over at a bench in the middle of the mall, who gave me a confused face.
"Why'd you stop?" Kyla asked, clearly hungry and wanting to eat.
"Here, I really had to see you wear this one too," I handed the small bag to her and grinned,
Camila looked at me speechless. She looked down at the bag with her mouth slightly open then at Kyla. "Laur, I can't take this."
"Hey, you didn't ask for it. I wanted to buy it, think of it as an early Christmas present." I winked and made my past them, ignoring Kyla's raised eyebrow.
We settled in the food court for some lunch and had good conversation. Camila finally excused herself to go to the washroom and just as I was about to follow her, I felt Kyla's hand on my wrist, pulling me back down. "What?"
"You know what!" Kyla hissed with her voice low. "You have a thing for Camila!" She said a little bit louder.
I slapped my hand over her mouth. "Could you be any louder Ky? I don't think the whole damn mall heard you." I frowned and brushed hair out of my eyes. There was no use lying to her or making excuses. I knew she could read me like a book. Hell, it wasn't like I was trying my best to hide it from her.
"Lauren," she warned me and waved her finger in the direction where Camila took off, "she has a boyfriend remember? Austin? Your cousin?!"
"I got it," I scowled and crumpled my napkin up and throwing it on the tray before grabbing my coke, taking a sip from the straw. "It's just a crush, no big."
"No big? Lauren, you bought her a shirt!" Kyla laughed. Was she amused? "I've been there with Camila. I've had the girl crush on her. I admired her for a lot of things."
"Really?" I raised my eyebrows at her with a teasing smirk. "Thought you didn't play for that team?"
She waved her hand and frowned at me. "I don't!" And she was serious. "I had the girl crush on Mila, but it didn't cause me to look at her breasts or dance-fuck her on the dance floor."
"What?" I gasped. "I did not dance-fuck her!" What the hell was with that term?
Kyla laughed and held her hand up to her mouth, containing her giggles. "Lauren, I can see it on your face. I can see it whenever she touches you or when she smiles. You have a thing for Camila Cabello and it's much deeper than a crush. Correct?"
I swallowed. She got me. "Look Kyla," I sighed and placed my hand under my chin, "Cabello's your best friend and I know that you're only looking out for her. But nothing is going on between us, she's," I looked away and saw that Camila was approaching us, "she's too hung up on Austin."
Kyla smiled sympathetically. "Camila finds you attractive if it makes you feel any better," she whispered, "I mean, she hasn't said anything about liking you that way, but we played a game the other night. If she had to have sex with another girl from our school, who would she pick? I expected her to say me because I'd be the safest choice. But she said she picked you because you're hot and have a nice rack."
I snorted. I snorted so bad that coke came flying out my nose and I coughed.
Fuck that shit burns.
Camila was right beside me in seconds rubbing my back. "Everything okay?" She asked.
Kyla suppressed her grin and nodded for me. "Sorry, I was telling her that one joke with the guy's small penis," she covered quickly.
"Oh God Kyla, that's gross and mean and so very wrong," Camila laughed and sat next to me in the chair, still rubbing my back. I felt shivers course through me.
I wiped my face and composed myself. I had to take a moment to let the information just given to me, sink in. I felt her hand on my thigh and I looked into chocolate eyes. I wish I could get lost in them forever. "I'm fine," I whispered, smiling.
"I'm sorry you had to hear that joke," Camila grinned and shot a dirty look at Kyla, who began to laugh.
"No it's uh, cool," I stumbled on my words as her hand squeezed my thigh with more pressure. "I think I'm going to head to the bathroom next, you know, refresh myself." I stood up and immediately missed her touch. "Be right back." I took off down the food court with the biggest grin on my face.
Camila was definitely into me.