Kiss Me ⇒ Camren

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Lauren

"Just shut up!" I scream frustrated at Dinah, completely done with her teasing.

I storm out of the room, slamming the door behind me and leaving Camila alone with Dinah.

I walk down the hall fuming and almost run into Normani who is walking out of her room.

"Woah, sorry Lo. Didn't see you there." She apologizes.

"Whatever." I mumble, not in the mood to talk to anyone.

"Are you -" Before Normani can finish her sentence, I walk into my room, grab the do not disturb sign that I keep on the back of the door for emergencies, and slap it on the front side of my door before closing it and locking it.

I fall back on my bed and stare at the ceiling. Tears automatically make their way to my eyes and I only grow angrier at myself. First I get fluttery feelings in my stomach when I'm around her and now I'm crying over it?

Stop crying, Lauren. Stop being so weak over something so ridiculously stupid. Best friend. She's your best friend. You do not have feelings for her so stop putting that thought in your head. If Simon asks you to pretend to date her, things will be fine because you do not have feelings for her. You're fake dating her now and you don't feel anything for her so nothing will be different.
But what if I do have feelings for her? What if these thoughts in my head aren't made up? What if they're real? What if I really do like my best friend? What if I end up falling in love with her? I can't fall in love with a girl.

For the next 45 minutes I allow my thoughts to battle each other and drive me insane to the point that I was curled into a balled stifling my crying. It all seems so stupid but I can't describe how scary this is.

If I wouldn't have rolled over and looked at the clock on my dresser, Camila and I would've ended up missing the meeting with Simon.

I get up out of bed and look in the mirror. My eyes are a little puffy and there are faint tear stains on my cheeks.

I go into my bathroom and wash my face, making myself look presentable before going back into my room and slipping on my shoes.

After grabbing my leather jacket, sunglasses, and making sure I have my car keys, I open the door and walk out, heading to Camila's room. I knock on the door twice and wait for her response.

"What?" She asks and I open the door slightly.

"We're leaving, let's go." I say simply before walking away and going downstairs, not bothering to wait for her.

As I walk through the kitchen, the thoughts of Camila and my feelings continue to bicker back and forth with one another, trying to figure out who's right and who's wrong.

"Good luck at the meeting, Lauren." I hear Dinah speak as I walk to the door but I ignore her, too pissed off and knowing if I open my mouth I'll regret it.

I walk out the door and to my car, unlocking the doors and hopping in the drivers seat. After starting the car, I put on my sunglasses and hit the radio on. My fingers begin to tap nervously on the steering wheel as I wait for Camila, the thoughts sill bickering.

"C'mon Camz. Where are you?" I mutter to myself, really wanting to get this whole thing over with.

As if on cue, Camila walks out the door, shutting it behind her and makes her way over to my car. She opens the passenger seat and climbs in, buckling up and waiting for me to go.

I back out of the driveway and try to push all the thoughts out of my head. This is going to be one long drive.

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