Dance For Me

Chapter 25 Part 1

Camila's POV

I always hated getting ready to go out, socially that was.. I had this huge anxiety of crowds.. not due to the size and claustrophobia but more so due to the mass incline of pretty girls competing against one another in attempts to be the most beautiful or sexy.. I knew for a fact I wouldn't win a single one of their dumb, selfish contests..

I stood face to face with the large gold mirror attempting to wing my liner with nothing but a handful of failed.. futile attempts! The pressure always got to me.. being this insecure shouldn't even be a thing, for me unfortunately it was.. I threw down the black liquid against the sink growling under my breath with rolling eyes before stepping back to look at myself with a distant, hating stare

"Fuck you!"

I snapped, battling a bout of eye contact against myself that only made me feel worse.. it wasn't unusual for me to attack myself in private.. yell at myself, degrade myself.. it was just a habit at this point I guess.. one I didn't intend to break either..

"Problem baby girl?"

I heard from behind me.. I wasn't entirely alone! Lauren had invited me over to her house in order to get ready for a reason still unknown! She promoted it to be a time saving kind of deal but she spoke a lot.. sometimes I just tuned her out

"I'm fine! Just this fucking makeup!"

I huffed back pointing down at the sink before back up at my unfinished eyeliner, she only laughed walking slowly towards me grabbing the dumped makeup between her fingertips before somehow cornering me against the counter, opening the container to venture towards my eye

"The word 'help' usually works.."

She spoke right in front of my lips, admittedly I still dreamt about them.. not in a weird way but they just looked so soft.. I'd felt them on my neck, felt them between my thighs in fact? But for some reason I only wanted them on my own.. I wanted to know what it felt like to kiss her? Feel her embrace me?

"Not a word I am familiar with Miss J.."

"Don't call me that.. doesn't sound right coming from you anymore.."

She continued as her fingertips finished the sharp lines over my eyes with a satisfied glimmer of success.. I turned back to face the mirror rolling my gaze at how perfectly it had been applied! I was yet to find something she couldn't do..

"Thanks, appreciated!"

"Some sincerity in your voice would be nice?"

"An explanation as to why I'm getting ready here rather than my own apartment would also be nice?"

I smirked back slipping my hands over the front of my new dress Lauren had gifted me as well as the pair of black shining heels.. the second I'd saw myself in the mirror I knew she'd planned the fit to be stupidly slutty and somewhat sexually revealing.. textbook..

"Is it too much to bare that I actually like having you around? You don't repulse me as much as you think you do.."

"So I repulse you a little then?" I questioned seriously

"No.. that's not what I meant! I just like having you here that's all.."

Something about those words didn't feel entirely true.. if I were to take a stab in the dark I'd assume the presence to be something somewhat relating back to our little sex pact? Maybe she wanted me.. a little pre show shenanigan to put it bluntly.. I skipped the questions instead walking forwards laying my palms over her hip bones with a half tilted gaze and biting cocky lower lip