Her Body (Camren)

Chapter 08

Lauren opened her eyes the next morning with an arm unattached. She was almost startled to find that she couldn't feel her fingers. She lifted her head, her eyes bleary from sleep, and stopped short when her nose came in contact with the scent of cinnamon and vanilla.

Oh shit.

Her bedmate had fallen asleep on her arm, thus cutting off the nerve supply. Her soft, brown waves tickled Lauren's sharp nose and she craned her neck to see the upturned face better.

Camila literally looked like an angel when she was asleep. Long curled eyelashes rested against her freckles, her eyelids moving in her sleep. Her naturally red lips were slightly parted giving Lauren a hint of pearly white teeth and a pink tongue. Her soft breaths hit her chin with every exhale.

She realized then that Camila had her in a lock-grip, her long bare legs slung over Lauren's pajama clad ones and an arm across her stomach. Lauren's shirt had somehow ridden up and had exposed part of her flat stomach allowing skin contact with Camila's soft skin on her arm. Her heart was beating in deep, pounding rhythms now, and she was worried that Camila might wake up because of it.

Then the events of last night came back and hit her hard. Her best friend was royalty who was next in line for the throne. Camila's parents were dead. The dead heart in her sink.  The threat. It was so hard to get her mind wrapped around what she had heard and found out last night, she didn't know what to believe.

No one could go through all that and still be able to walk through the halls of the school laughing and smiling right?

But then again, this is Camila. She's strong, humble, logical, and down-to-earth. Add that to her training in becoming a Princess and Lauren had no idea she still knew the girl laying on her arm anymore.

Who have you become Camz?

Slowly, she untangled herself from the warm body on top of hers, careful not to wake her up. Camila made a soft groaning sound, the top of her nose wrinkling adorably before softening once more in sleep. Lauren released a breath she didn't know she was holding and made her way to her bathroom to shower. She needed a cold one.

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Camila woke up to the sun shining right at her eyes. She groaned, squinting hard and stretching. She found that the bed was empty.

"Lolo must've gone down for breakfast." She shrugged before yawning and stretching her arms high above her head.

The events of last night flashed through her mind and she froze, her eyes widening.

Oh shit, I forgot I dropped the big bomb on my best friend last night.

She scrambled to get up, almost running to her bag for her toiletries.

Just going to take a shower and head downstairs to appease to her and calm her down. She told herself.
I can't imagine what she must be feeling right now.

After placing her toothbrush on top of the towel and pile of clothes she had on her arm, she walked quickly to the bathroom and opened the door.

Oh my god.

Lauren was standing in front of the mirror brushing her teeth with AirPods in her ears and humming along to the tune. Camila briefly remembered that Lauren liked to keep an extra pair of AirPods in her bathroom because she loved to listen to music whenever she could so that it could calm her. It was her daily ritual and it looks like it hasn't changed. Just because that hadn't changed doesn't mean other factors of Lauren hadn't either.

A towel was slung low on her lean hips clinging to her curves in just the right places then a second towel was wrapped around her hair. Those two towels were the only ones covering her body. Her toned, flat stomach flexed when she softly danced to the music. Her bare breasts were high, perky globes that jiggled slightly when she brushed. Water droplets trickled down the sides of her breasts and made their way to her abs.