You Know (C.C / You)

I knocked on Camila's door, putting my hands in my pockets. Seconds later, it opened, and I felt arms wrap around me.

I hugged her back, closing my eyes as I did so. We stayed like that for awhile, until she pulled away.

"Come in," Camila said, stepping aside. I shut the door behind me. "You weren't at school today?"

"Yeah," I nodded, running a hand through my hair. "I just needed some time to myself."

Camila nodded, understanding, "That's okay. I was just worried," she blushed.

A small smile tugged at my lips, "Hey Camila?" I leaned against the kitchen counter.

"Yeah?"

"Can I - " I scratched the back of my neck. "Can I kiss you?"

I felt heat rush up to my cheeks, but I didn't look away. I kept eye contact with her. She blinked, then walked over to me, and pressed her lips to mine. I kissed back immediately, her arms going around my neck. I slowly placed my hands onto her hips, pulling her closer.

Camila giggled, breaking the kiss, but not moving. I opened my eyes, seeing her chocolate brown ones staring right back at me. I smiled, resting my forehead onto hers.

"I really, really, love kissing you," I murmured, squeezing her hips softly.

"I love kissing you too," she whispered.

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"I want her to be my girlfriend,"

"Then ask her out,"

"It's to early," Camila shook her head, sighing as she buried her face into the pillow. "And how do I know she feels the same way?"

"Fucking Christ, Mila," Dinah cursed. "You just told me y'all kissed for about an hour straight. I'm pretty sure she feels the same way."

Camila groaned, "And then there's Lauren - "

"Lauren? What does Lauren have to do with any of this?" Dinah paused, then gasped. "You still love Lauren!?"

"What!? No!" Camila exclaimed, sitting up as she stared at Dinah. "I mean I love her as a friend, yeah. She was my first love. Dinah, I think Lauren still loves me."

"Oh," Dinah's voice trailed off. "Then that might be a problem. Doesn't Lauren live right next to Y/N?"

Camila groaned again, "I don't wanna hurt Lauren."

"But she hurt you first,"

"I know," Camila muttered. "I know. That's why I don't get why I still care about Lauren. She hurt me, she made me stop loving her. So why do I feel so..guilty?"

Dinah frowned, "Because, Mila. You're a good person."

Camila sighed, playing with the hem of her shirt, "I really like her, D. I just, I don't know what to do."

Dinah was about to say something, but the two heard the front door slam open and shut, then yelling. Camila got up, eyebrows furrowed. She looked out the window to see her Dad's car.

"My dad is home," Camila muttered.

"Isn't he suppose to come home in like, two more weeks?" Dinah asked.

"Yeah," Camila nodded, confused. She heard her mother's voice, along with her father's.

Camila quietly exited her room, Dinah following. They stood at the top of the staircase, listening.

"You were here the whole fucking time!" Sinu exclaimed. "You fucking liar!"

"Sinu, honey. Calm down," Alejandro said in a smoothing voice.