Think Again (Camren)

Good Morning Cabello

Camila's PoV

Dinner went very well. No one misbehaved and I managed to keep my sarcasm down to a minimum. I think everyone was shocked and trust me, it wasn't easy. I bit my lip a couple of times so I wouldn't say anything to ruin a rather calm and peaceful dinner. Austin and Kyla did come clean to my parents about their affair and even though they weren't impressed, they couldn't get that mad because we all knew Lauren and I weren't exactly innocent either. Sofi and Sammy were cute as always. Quiet and cute. Sickening really.

Lauren left the house right before ten with Austin the night before. We both knew that having her sneak in my window that night was not going to happen. Kyla was spending the night and Austin was going to break it to his parents the truth about what really happened between all of us.

You know, that is wasn't just my fault.

Kyla and I talked about her options. She really didn't have any. She tried calling her parents after dinner and they refused to talk to her. I felt bad, really bad. Somehow I figured they would've kicked her out any way. Mr. Woods was a decent enough guy who seemed to be strongly whipped by his wife, so he didn't make an effort to fight in Kyla's honour. The guy lost major points from me and my family.

"You don't have to come with me," I whispered to my best friend as I fumbled around to find my Rebels jersey.

"I know," Kyla yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes, "but I don't want to be here alone."

I smiled and sat on the bed. "I don't even know if I'll be playing hockey for this team either now that I'm out, so I'll probably be coming back again anyway."

Kyla shrugged and sank deeper into the warm covers, closing her eyes. "Mila?" She whispered.

"Hmm?" I changed into a pair of jeans and threw on my hoodie.

"You're my only family now," she whispered, "please don't give up on me."

"Ky," I ran my fingers through her hair, "the Cabellos are your family too. We're here for you, okay?" She nodded and inhaled, "get some more rest. If I don't see you soon, I'll see you at school, kay?"

"Austin said he'll pick Sofi and me up," she yawned again.

I smiled and kissed her forehead. "Kay, so just get a couple more hours of sleep." I waited for her answer but she was already out like a light. I shook my head and chuckled softly, quietly making my way out the door.

I warmed up my CRV and drove with music blaring in the background. Pulling up, I felt nervous all of a sudden. I managed to push aside the hurt I was feeling by getting kicked off the school team. Hockey was my life. I played hockey for many reasons and it was more than just a passion.

I breathed it.

I was feeling sick knowing that if I was no longer allowed to play for the Rebels, I'd fall apart. I swallowed heavily and built that thick steel wall up around me, squaring my shoulders and sauntered into the arena with my gear hanging off my shoulder. I was going to act in there like I wasn't going to be bothered with their decision. I wouldn't break.

Not in front of the team anyway.

"Cabello!" Coach Caron hollered from the ice and made his way towards me. "You're five minutes late!"

I narrowed my eyes and shrugged. "I just figured after you heard I was kicked off the other team, you'd follow suit."

"Don't be a stupid girl," he shook his head, "I could care less who you sleep with, just gear up and get on the ice pronto. I need my best player and we're going to kick ass this tournament. So stop your sulking and get ready before I give you punishment for being late."

I couldn't help but smile. Dance. Clap my hands. I was still playing hockey. I was happy. Even if I was punished for being late, I, Camila Cabello, was still playing hockey! "You got it coach!"

It didn't take me long to get ready and I was on the ice kicking ass like usual. I learned that Brady had to reach a certain average in school to stay on Rebels so until he got the right grade, he wouldn't be joining us. I was more than thrilled.

"Hey gorgeous," someone purred in my ear as I stood topless in a shower stall. I knew that voice. I craved that voice. Fingers came up and trailed between my breasts as another hand gripped my waist, spinning me around. Dark emerald eyes flashed before me and then lips fell upon mine. I moaned loudly and pressed my hands to her back, as she pressed me against the wall. "Miss me?" she whispered breathlessly, her forehead against mine.

"Always." I murmured before sliding my hands in her brown wavy hair, kissing her again. "Jauregui, this is a pleasant surprise. What brings you into my shower stall again?"

Lauren licked her lips as her eyes wandered pleasantly up and down my body. "I was tempted again," she grinned and then pouted, "but it seems I was too late, you're already showered."

I nodded. "I was all sweaty," I swallowed as her eyes went darker.

"I wouldn't mind," she husked and pressed me harder into the wall, "God Cabello, I so wouldn't mind trailing my fingers over your sweaty skin."

Somehow I found that very arousing and closed my eyes, suppressing a groan from deep within my throat. "We're going to be late for school," I breathed heavily as her mouth was on my neck, kissing every inch of skin she could.

"Fine," she mumbled and pulled back. "But we're doing this again, one way or another."

I blushed and grinned. "Count on it."

Lauren helped me pack up my gear after I got fully dressed and she followed me to school. The sweetheart even brought me a coffee from Tim Horton's.

I was so in love with her.