Lauren's POV
Thank God I was released from the hospital the next day, but at home they gave me so much attention that I needed some time alone.
I would turn around and have someone by my side to help me or just ask if I was okay. The only one who didn't come very close was the one I most wanted.
With so much going in and out of the room, so much unnecessary concern, I think Camila decided to stay away. I know she still blames herself for what happened and that's driving me crazy.
I need a moment alone with her.
“Taaaaylooooor” I shouted, when I saw her pass by my room
She came in watching me.
“Yes?” she stopped in front of my bed
“Please, take our parents out of the house, I can't take it anymore that they are always around me. ” I said and rubbed my hands in my hair “and tell them I wanted Camila to stay with me.”
“Wow, relax...” she said smiling “I'll try.”
She left. Please, don't do anything else.
It's a pity that things aren't as easy as they seem, it's not that you want your parents to add up and they add up.
Taylor didn't get them out of the house, they both think I'm going to have an attack at any moment. I made the face of tantrum, like a baby.
I only had a bit of peace when midnight passed and I pretended to have fallen asleep. Then, they also went to sleep.
A half hour later I heard footsteps in the hallway, closed them at the time, thinking that they could be my parents.
The door to the room opened, then I felt the bed sink to my left side and a soft hand touch my face. Then I opened my eyes.
“I didn't want to wake you up...” she said
“I wasn't sleeping.” I answered
I was so happy that she was here that I didn't fit in myself.
“I just came to see how you were doing” she said, her hand still caressing my face, slightly “the day passed by very fast today..”
“Don't tell me.” I said and rolled my eyes
I saw brought her hand into my face kissing it, I closed my eyes and brushed my lips on it for a while, I looked at Camila who was smiling.
“Hey, lay down here with me” I hit my side of the bed “it's cold enough for you to be alone with that pajama sitting there...”
Camila nodded and lay down next to me, with unnecessary care, as my injured arm is the other. Then she embraced my body.
From just feeling the heat that emanates from hwr skin, I forgot all the pains, from Keaton, from the tired day.
I grabbed her chin and lifted her slightly, making her look at me. Then, without delay, I sealed her lips lightly, only to feel her taste again. I brushed them down her cheek, nose and back to hwr lips, biting them.
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So I've decided that if the story reaches 15k then imma translate the second book🌕