Lauren's POV
“Are you going to sleep?” I asked while thinking about something to eat.
“I do not know.” she shrugged her shoulders “if you don't want company, I can leaving.”
“Do you want a chocolate?” I asked, getting up.
“Sure.” she got up too, following me to the kitchen.
Hm, the shadows are following us 24 hours a day and we never tried to scare them away. Now a stranger comes back and they even call the police. Who knows?
“What did I come to look for?” I asked sitting in the breakfast room
“Chocolate, wasn't it?” she asked.
“Yeah! Chocolate.” I nodded, trying to remember
Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate....
Look at a fly here, where is the poison to kill it?... Oh look, the peanuts that I was going to eat, peanuts, peanuts, peanuts.
“Eh, I didn't find any mass” I said desolate, sitting in the breakfast room again.
“Weren't going to eat chocolate?” she asked confused
“You have a good memory.” I praised
“I forgot where they do we kept them” I said hitting my head, trying to remember.
“It must be in the scene” she said, opening it. “Ah, there they are.” she smiled, getting up on the tip of her feet “shit” she complained she can't reach.
“What a dwarf.” I said I shooking my head, lifting her up.
Opa, everything went dark.
Dark, dark, dark ... of course. Quick.
I took her by the legs and picked her up, Camila held back a scream of fright, stretched out her hand, taking the chocolate, but I ended up stumbling backwards holding her.
Before we fell I placed my hand on the bench, holding me, and with the other I held Camila against my body.
I ended up hugging her from behind,
with some embarrassment to let her see me now.
“Ooops she said,” laughing low we both went to the ground.
She let go of me, turning to me, showing me the chocolate in her hands.
“It was worth it.” She said and smiled
I nodded once, then we were sitting down eating the whole bar of chocolate.
Camila's POV
I admit that I had a very fun night.
Lauren is funny when she is on the effects of drugs, I would like her to be like that always, but without using those crap.
After finishing the chocolate bar we went back to the living room, she sat on the sofa and in a few seconds she fell asleep.
I sighed, turned off the television and climbed up the stairs, took a blanket and went down again, covered her and then went back to my room to sleep.
The next day I couldn't get up with the awakened ones, since I went to bed very late, I got out of bed at noon.
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“Good morning, have good day!” I smiled, speaking softly, since Lauren was still sleeping on the couch.
“Good morning, dear!” Clara said and kissed me on the cheek.
“Dormilona..” she laughed “Do all Mexicans sleep like that?” she asked amused.
“Taylor! Don't be rude, you are educated” Michael said.
“It was just a question” she answered innocently.
“It's not everyone who sleeps wakes up that late, Tay.” I answered, sitting down at the table, where they were talking.
“Lauren still sleeps.” Clara said
“How am I not surprised.” she said, looking at her nails, “if we talk about the way she arrived yesterday...”
“Taylor..” Michael he called her attention.
“Alright, I will be mute from now on.” Taylor said dramatically.
“Hollywood doesn't know what actress is missing.” Clara said
“Where's Chris?”I asked, looking around.
“We left him at a friend's house, in the morning.”
“That maniac has to speak everything in diminutive. He is so lucky, he doesn't have to put up with the arrogant lady getting up.” she looked at Lauren.
“You're with your tongue on loose today.” Michael said shooking his head as he read the newspaper.
“I woke up with the need to throw my mouth in the world.” she said proudly.
“We didn't realize.” I said ironically, making everyone laugh.
Lauren's POV
I heard some murmurs that made me wake up, what the hell are they all doing in my room? I opened my eyes, being illuminated by a very bright light.
While I was trying to sit down a strong dizziness imade me fall again, I felt something that hit my back, something that is certainly not my bed.
Shit who I slept with today?
I opened my eyes again, when I got to see,
I recognized the atmosphere.
“What the fuck am I doing in this room?” asked, knowing that everyone would be around.
“Seeing Barney.” Taylor said ironically
“What do you think? ”
I sighed, ignoring her, my head was about to explode and I feel like I've been hit by a truck.
I only remember having swallowed something that made me feel very lively and more alive, just that, I have no idea how I got home.
I sat on the couch, placing my hands on my head, when I felt stronger, I stood up.
“How do you feel?” Clara asked, touching my shoulder.
“Worse,” I spoke in a heavy voice, “I'm going up there, because it's impossible to sleep here.” I complained, going upstairs.
I threw myself on the bed and then I was unconscious.
Camila's POV
I kept watching Lauren climb the stairs,
I sighed, knowing that she doesn't remember the night before.
And we started again from nothing...