Before Lauren could let herself think about it to much, she was picking up her phone and dialling in Dinah's number. If anyone could get her to think straight, it was her best friend. She had helped her many times before, so she figures now wouldn't be any different.
Normani's words, they were true, she understood that moving in was probably the best thing for Camila at the moment, but as she said before, dropping everything for her won't be easy. It won't just happen with a click of the fingers like both Normani and camila are hoping.
She'd have to reschedule sessions with her other clients or send them over to someone else, potentially close her business down for a while as she wouldn't be able to get there while Camila's in her care. Not to mention she's going to have to think of where she'd get her income from because with camila with her and no sessions running, she'd practically be left with nothing.
Before she could get too upset, Dinah's voice fills her ears. Time to think of a plan.
*
"Are you sure?" Normani asks, her voice quiet. It was as if she could sense the impending frustration in Lauren's voice.
Lauren runs a hand through her hair, "yeah, I'm sure. I do have a few conditions though-"
Normani cuts her off, "don't worry Lauren. You'll still get payed for this, just like you do with your sessions together. I was in no way going to leave you with nothing after practically forcing you to do this" she replies reassuringly.
"Great, thank you. And don't worry about it. My assistant and I had a long conversation after you left yesterday and we've figured everything out. I only have nine sessions left with Camila, and if they played out like normal, that's a month, the time I've completely cleared my schedule for. I can't do any more than that Normani, I mean, sure, if things progress and we get even closer, she could stay if she wants. But if not things stay as they are. I do love the girl Normani, but enough to out my career on hold? No, not yet"
"No no, I completely understand Lauren. As I said, I'm sorry for forcing this on you but you have no idea how much Camila will benefit from this. And I get it, no more than a month unless you two grow close." Normani replies, her voice full of obvious relief.
Lauren smiles, "great, so, are you gonna tell mila or am I?" She wonders.
"I will. And I'll purposely leave out any details for her sake. Save her getting upset again"
"Alright, see you later mani"
*
"Lauren!" A loud, exited voice calls from the other side of the front door, telling Lauren, who was just standing up from the couch after setting her book down that Camila was here and had obviously been told the news.
"Camilaaa" the woman calls back with a small grin as she pulls open the front door, only having a short second to say hi to Normani before arms were round her neck and legs were round her waist.
Lauren places a supporting arm underneath her and places a kiss to head, "I see you finally got out of bed then" she speaks softly as she gives her a quick cuddle, noting the fact her words made camila tense up in her arms and tighten her grip around her.
She obviously hadn't expected Lauren to know this.
Deciding to deal with it later when it was just the two of them, the green eyed girl brings her attention to Normani whilst forcing a smile onto her face, "her things?" She asks.
Normani nods, "yeah, here you go. Her parents packed it so I'm not really too sure what's in there" she murmurs as she hands the large duffle over, pocketing the phone that was in her free hand.
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Fragile (age regression)
FanfictionIn a world where age regression is known and accepted. Lauren is an age regression therapist. Camila is a famous singer. What happens when Lauren gets a call from the famous singers assistant asking if her services were available? *I'm aware agepla...