Beautiful When You Don't Try (Camren)

Chapter 35

A/N: Okay. Here is a little bit of the Camren that has been lacking. Nothing hardcore but that will be coming in the next chapter or so. Have to get the sexytimes in there every now and then.

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"She is out and will not be getting up for a while." Lauren informed the brunette as she emerged from the guest bedroom, wrapping her arms around the smaller woman and nuzzling into the crook of her neck. Camila smiled warmly and ran her hands up and down the photographer's back comfortingly. "Will you stay tonight?"

Camila's smile deepened and she brought a hand up the Lauren's neck as she stood up. "I would love to."

"Good." Lauren grinned and captured the brunette's mouth in a deep, passionate kiss.

As she pulled away Camila's smile tweaked into a bit of a smirk. "Better yet, is that your mother is passed out and practically dead to the world. There's not much we could do that would wake her up." Lauren loved how this woman thought and followed as she was guided across the apartment to her bed room and instantly pulled down into another kiss as she shut the door behind them.

When they broke apart form the kiss, neither moved to undress, but just wrapped their arms back around each other and pulled closer again. "I love you." Lauren mumbled as she pressed her face further into Camila's neck. "I know I say that all the time, but I do. Eventually I will figure out a better way to say it."

Camila laughed and rolled her eyes. "You say it in the most amazing ways every day. In so many ways that I have lost count even. I'm the one that's falling behind in the expression of my feelings."

"You are doing just fine." Lauren informed her as she lessened her hold and let the brunette rest her head against her shoulder. "You just being here is enough."

"No. It's not." Camila argued in a light voice as she pulled away, moving to the window on the other side of the bedroom, pulling the heavy curtains apart. She had never actually seen that window be open and for the life of her couldn't figure out why. The view was breath taking. The city was illuminated and bustling with life as she looked down upon it for miles in the distance. It had a better view than her place. She may have had bigger windows in her apartment, but they only opened to similarly taller buildings that surrounded hers. This was the tallest building around and seemed to look down on the world around it. "Reason?" Camila asked, pointing out the window with her pinky.

Lauren rolled her eyes and laughed lightly. "Does there always have to be a deep meaning behind everything?"

Camila turned and met her eyes. "With you? Yes."

The raven haired woman sighed in surrender. Camila had learned her quickly. She moved over behind the brunette and rested her hands on the smaller woman's hips as she leaned back into her. "My reasoning for the view or why it is closed?"

"Lets start with your deep thoughts about the view."

"It makes me feel small and insignificant." Camila furrowed her brow and turned enough to meet her girlfriend's eyes. "There are times in my life when I want to feel that way. I mean, look at all of those lights, all of those people. There are literally millions of them within a few blocks radius and yet you will never meet most of them. They will never meet you. They will never judge you. This view is a way to remind myself that I'm just a tiny part in the world that keeps going, whether I want it to or not."