Lauren and Normani had gone to a costume shop. The day of Chris' party had arrived and the two of them needed a really hot costume.

"There are so many options." Lauren murmured, indecisive. "Do you have any suggestions, Mani?"

"I don't know, I think you'd look good as... Catwoman? Or maybe Wonder Woman?"

Lauren put one of her hands on her chin, considering the options. She looked at the two costumes suggested by Normani. Torn between them. She then decided that she'd try both and then choose one. She didn't want to go in any way to a party like that. A big part of Hollywood will be there, and she can't look bad in an event like that.

"Have you chosen yours?" Lauren asked as she grabbed the two costumes.

Normani smiled, looking at the perfect costume. "Just did. Now let's choose yours."

-----

Unlike Lauren, Camila had already chosen her costume a long time ago. She just went to the store to help Dinah and Selena. She was sitting in one of the many waiting armchairs, waiting patiently for her friends. She had nothing to complain about, she was loving to see so many beautiful women passing by. Some even smiled at the Latina.

"What do you think, Chancho?" Camila looked towards Dinah, who had just gotten out of the dressing room, and her jaw almost fell to the floor. "Should I consider that maniacal expression of yours a positive response?"

"I've committed many crimes, please, arrest me." Camila said, open-mouthed. Dinah was wearing an FBI costume that was tight and emphasized every curve of her body. "Damn, Cheechee. You look amazing, spin around for me."

"Shall I take this one then?" Dinah asked.

"Definitely. You sure you don't want to give me a chance? Just a little opportunity so that I can make you change your mind about my abilities."

Dinah rolled her eyes, laughing.

"Forget it, you don't have what I like." Dinah said, and Camila pouted. "That pout doesn't have any effect on me."

"Girls, what do you think?" Selena came out of the dressing room next to Dinah's, making both of them look at her.

Camila had the funniest reaction, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets when they landed on Selena's breasts.

"I'll get over Dinah's rejection if you let me bury my face in your boobs." Camila was practically drooling as she stared at Selena's cleavage.

Selena was dressed as a lumberjack; her medium-sleeved checkered flannel shirt was slightly lifted up with the underside tied together, leaving her abdomen exposed. She also had on really short shorts with suspenders connected to them, and of course, in her hand she had a fake ax. Dinah applauded, approving Selena's choice.

"You look wonderful." Dinah said with a smile.

"Wonderful? She looks so fucking hot. Jesus Christ! Forget about Dylan and spend the night with me. I promise you won't regret it." Camila said mischievously.

"I accept." Selena said with a smirk.

Dinah rolled her eyes when she noticed the intense exchange of glances between Camila and Selena. From what she knew of those two, she didn't doubt they'd end up in some room together.

"And that's why she's like that." Dinah said to Selena. "If she had a dick, there would be thousands of mini Camilas around the world."

"But just think of the beautiful children I'd make. They'd be successful and very good-looking."

"You're so self-centered." Selena said, shaking her head, and Camila shrugged, staring at the nails of her right hand.

Dinah rolled her eyes. "Nothing to say, huh? You know what? Let's go already because we still need to go to the beauty salon." Dinah said before turning around and entering her dressing room.

Selena kissed Camila on the cheek before doing the same, leaving the Latina there, alone. Camila was distracted when her eyes landed on a beautiful brunette. The woman smiled at her, and that was enough for Camila to get up and walk towards her.

Waiting for her friends wouldn't be so bad after all.

-----

Lauren didn't stop smiling from the moment she arrived at Chris' huge house in Beverly Hills. The place was full, with loud music playing and an incredibly sensual environment. She loved the decor, and everything there. It wasn't a bad idea after all.

"It looks amazing." Normani said.

"It does." Lauren agreed with Normani, looking around in awe. She waved to some acquaintances as she walked towards the house with her agent at her side. "Chris managed to surprise me."

For a moment Lauren wished she wasn't helping Ryan with the relationship thing, because the place was full of beautiful people, and she could have some fun. But she'd have to behave; nothing that happened in the world of fame stayed hidden for long.

Even if you did it all in secret, it would eventually be discovered.

And she didn't want to take the risk of doing something without Ryan around and it end up becoming news. Lauren simply couldn't stand the idea of dealing with all the journalists and people meddling in her life and judging her as if they were perfect and didn't make mistakes as well.

Lauren's phone vibrated, indicating a new text message. She wasn't that surprised to see who the text was from.

Camila: You look incredibly sexy in that costume. Your ass... damn! And I love that you put on the mask, it gives you a mysterious air.

Lauren: How do you know what costume I'm wearing?

Camila: There's no other like you. I'd never mistake that wonderful body with someone else's.

Lauren felt like laughing as she read Camila's last text. The brunette just rolled her eyes and locked the screen of her phone, looking for Normani, who had wandered away from her a little.

"Would the beautiful young lady like some company to dance?"

Lauren let out a soft laugh in disbelief at who had approached her. She turned instantly, freezing a little upon seeing Camila in that sexy sailor costume. The Latina smiled, even with the dim light she could see the brunette's green eyes roaming her body.

"You can be so sweet when you want something, right? Is this how you conquer women?"

Camila shrugged, straightening the hat in her head.

"Is it working?" The Latina asked.

"No. And it won't. I'd give up if I were you."

"Would you really?" The Latina asked, and Lauren nodded her head. Camila smirked, wetting her lips right after. They stood staring at each other, but no words were spoken. "Alright... Have fun, Jauregui." She winked at the brunette and walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

Lauren was confused, and somewhat suspicious. Since she met Camila, she'd never seen the Latina agree to something and give in without even negotiating, or trying to persuade people to agree with her.

Lauren knew that Camila was up to something.

"As long as she stays away from me." The brunette thought out loud.

"What's up? You're talking to yourself now?" Lily appeared next to Lauren suddenly, making the brunette jump up with the sudden fright. Lauren looked at her friend and co-worker, seeing in her face that sobriety was almost nonexistent in her. "Why aren't you drinking? Come with me, Chris bought a huge stock of drinks. It will last till next month."

Lauren couldn't even refuse, because before she could, Lily grabbed her hand and pulled her towards some place unknow to her. But the brunette wouldn't refuse to go anyways, she really needed a drink.

[...]

"Sitting alone drinking?" Selena asked, and Camila looked at her. The Latina was sitting on one of the couches on the second-floor balcony, watching the sea of people around the pool. Her best friend sat down next to her, with a long neck Heineken in her hand. "Camila Cabello without a woman at her side? What's the reason for the isolation?"

Camila smiled, taking a sip of her whiskey. She was so used to drinking that alcoholic liquid that she no longer felt the burning in the pit of her stomach.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking."

"Does this have anything to do with a girl?" Camila nodded, she'd never lie to Selena. Even because she couldn't. "And why isn't she with you?"

"She turned me down, twice."

Selena raised her eyebrows, surprised at the revelation. Not that Camila had never been turned down, but it was unusual for her to try again.

"You insisted even after she first turned you down?" Selena asked.

"You have no idea how good the sex is with her. Dominating her, you know? It makes my ego inflate every time she surrenders and submits to me."

"Camila, are you in love? Oh my God, I don't believe it. My baby is growing!"

"What? No! Stop." Camila grabbed Selena's arm, preventing her from hugging her. "I'm not in love. Addicted to her? Maybe. She's simply a wonder in bed. The point is that I want her to beg for me."

"And you're here alone and not trying to seduce her because...?"

"I'm going to show her what she's missing." Camila simply said before taking another sip of her whiskey.

Selena didn't say anything else, just nodded her head and went back to drinking her beer. She knew her best friend well enough to know that she probably had a plan laid out in her macabre mind.

Selena just didn't want to see Camila hurt.

After a while, Camila perked up and took Selena with her towards the pool. She wouldn't waste her time thinking about Lauren, she knew it wouldn't take long for the brunette to surrender herself again. It was impossible to resist the Cabello charm.

Selena ended up being pulled by Demi to dance at some point in the night. Camila didn't even mind, she knew that every time they were in the same place, those two wanted to be close. Very close; practically glued. Demetria was the only one who didn't arouse the green-eyed monster in Camila regarding Selena. After all, Demi came to her best friend's life first. Camila could never compete with Demi because of Selena.

"Cabello?"

Camila turned around quickly, coming across a beautiful brunette with a gorgeous smile and a sexy gaze staring at her. The Latina smiled, even though she had no idea who the woman was.

"That's me." Camila said with a smile, and the other woman moved her glass to her left hand, extending her right hand to the Latina. "May I know the name of the Goddess behind that beautiful smile?" Camila asked.

The other woman smiled even more, it wasn't hard to see that the rumors about Camila always flirting were true. But she wanted that, and much more.

"My name's Parisa."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful woman. It's a pleasure to meet you, Parisa." The Latina savored the brunette's name, making the other woman sigh under her intense gaze on her.

Parisa brought her glass up to her lips, pouting when she noticed that she had no more drink in her glass.

"Oops..." Parisa said.

"Empty?" Camila asked, and Parisa nodded, maintaining the adorable pout on her lips. "Can I get you a drink? I can't let you hang around with an empty glass, it's not polite."

Parisa nodded, letting Camila guide her through the crowd, being sure that she'd get much more than just a drink.

[...]

Lauren was dancing with Normani, having fun like never before. In her body, the alcohol was already having an effect, but she couldn't care less. She grabbed her agent's hand and made her spin around, being gifted with a laugh in return, but the sound was muffled by the music and the brunette just stared at that smile.

"You have a beautiful smile." Lauren said.

Normani didn't hear what Lauren said, only noticed that she had said something due to the movement of her lips.

"What did you say?" She inched closer to hear what her friend had said.

Lauren brought her mouth to her agent's ear, repeating:

"You have a beautiful smile." Lauren said, and Normani frowned, pulling away from her to look at her. "I'm serious."

"How drunk are you?" Normani asked.

Lauren, without even wanting to, ended up letting out a laugh. And Normani confirmed that her friend was no longer sober.

"I'm just happy, but your smile is still beautiful."

"You will never stop with those lesbian tendencies when you drink, will you?" Lauren put her hands over her mouth, as if to say 'Oops'. "Don't forget that I don't like women, and I won't be your first experience."

Lauren licked her lips in a sensual way, inching closer to Normani again, who looked at her suspiciously.

"Who said you'd be the first?" Lauren said with a smirk.

Normani frowned, watching a smiling Lauren start to walk away from her. It took only a few seconds for her to assimilate what her best friend had said, and when it hit her, she widened her eyes and her mouth fell open. She knew that Lauren had always been very curious, but until then it hadn't been more than curiosity.

"Come back here and explain that story to me!"

Lauren shook her head, turning around to keep walking away, but she ended up bumping into someone. She had to hold onto something nearby to not fall to the ground, her senses really were haywire.

"Watch where you're going!"

Lauren recognized that voice immediately, and she felt like shoving Camila away, but she stopped when she saw that the Latina wasn't alone. The brunette's eyes automatically dropped to one of Camila's hands, which was intertwined with the other girl's. She had no idea who the girl was. Lauren narrowed her eyes, facing Camila in a way that made the Latina want to laugh.

"I should be the one saying that, you idiot!" The brunette exclaimed.

"You go around bumping into people and you still think you have the right to be right?"

"Girls, girls... Calm down. Come on, Lolo." Normani went towards Lauren before her friend ended up attacking Camila. She looked at the Latina, apologizing with her gaze. "She's drunk." Normani said with a small smile.

"Yeah, I noticed. Put a leash on her, to keep her from giving people rabies." Camila smiled sneeringly, pulling Parisa away from there.

Lauren tried to free herself from Normani's grasp, wanting to go after Camila and make her swallow every word she had spat out.

"I'm going to kill that bitch. Let me go, Normani."

"Lauren, stop making a scene, people are starting to look." Normani turned the brunette to face her, staring at her in a way that made Lauren pull herself together quickly. "Let's go. And, please, be quiet or I swear I'll throw you to the pool."

Lauren didn't say anything, just nodded her head. She knew that arguing with her best friend was useless. Normani always knew how to keep her in line.

-----

"Lauren, wake up!" Lucy was on top of the brunette's hips as she spoke in her ear. Ally was sitting next to the two of them, shaking Lauren by the shoulders. The brunette wouldn't wake up for nothing, she seemed to be doped.

"Oh my God! See if she's still breathing, Lucy." Ally asked almost in desperation, and Lucy thought about laughing, but she got kind of scared of not hearing Lauren's breathing. She looked really out of it.

Lucy inched closer and moved her ear close to Lauren's mouth, sighing in relief when a low sigh escaped the brunette's parted lips. She was just sleeping.

"She's alive. But it looks like she got hammered last night."

"LAUREN!" Ally shouted suddenly, scaring not only Lucy, but Lauren as well.

The brunette jumped up on the mattress with the fright, knocking Lucy, who was on top of her, on the floor beside the bed.

"What..." Lauren murmured confused, to then look around. Soon enough, she recognized where she was and sighed in relief. She was about to have a syncope at the thought of having done something stupid last night. "Thank God..." The brunette threw her head back and closed her eyes.

But she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion when she heard someone laughing out loud. She looked to the side and saw Ally squirming on the bed with her hands on her belly as she laughed at the top of her lungs.

"Damn, Lo. Because of you now my ass hurts." Lucy grumbled as she got up, her right hand stroking the area injured by the violent and unexpected fall.

Lauren got even more confused. What were the two of them doing there?

"You wake me up screaming and you expect me to guess that there was an idiot on top of me?" The brunette asked ironically, supporting her hands on the mattress to then sit up on the bed. Ally was wiping her eyes, which watered due to her laughter. "By the way... What are you two doing here? What time is it?"

Lucy looked at the watch on her wrist. "It's almost six in the afternoon." Lauren widened her eyes. How the hell did she sleep that much? "And we came to wake you up, we scheduled to go shopping, or did you forget?"

Lauren sighed, exhausted, and threw herself on her back on the bed. She kind of wanted to blow off her friends, but it had been days since they had hung out.

"Let me just take a shower."

-----

On Wednesday, it was practically a collective day off. Lauren, Normani, Dinah, Dylan and Taylor were sitting in the living room of Selena's apartment. She had scheduled a movie session with her closest friends. She took advantage that Taylor was in the city and had no commitments, to invite her. Demi wasn't sure if she could make it, since she was very busy finishing her new album. Although some of their friends would venture to say that it was because of Taylor Swift's presence; it was no mystery to anyone that Demi was jealous over Taylor hanging out with Selena. And the other person missing was Camila, no one knew of her whereabouts.

"I bet a hundred dollars that she's going to show up here hungover." Dylan took a hundred dollars from his pocket and put it down on the coffee table.

Everyone chuckled, except Selena who looked at him seriously.

"Baby, stop it." Selena scolded him, and he swallowed hard. The boy was already taking the money back when he felt his girlfriend's hand stop him. "Double the bet, because I also think that she's going to show up here hungover." She spoke suddenly, and everyone laughed nonstop.

Then the bets started, each one of them bet two hundred dollars. Lauren, Dylan, Selena and Dinah bet that Camila would show up there hungover. Taylor and Normani trusted the Latina and bet against.

After a while, they went back to chatting while they waited for Camila to show up. Minutes later, the front door was opened, and everyone turned around in order to know who it was. They heard a few laughs and then they could see Demi and Camila talking excitedly. Normani and Taylor celebrated since the Latina didn't appear to be hungover, but Selena noticed a mega important detail in Camila: the huge sunglasses she had on her face.

"Who's that beetle beside you, Demi?" Dinah taunted playfully, and everyone in the living room laughed. Camila rolled her eyes and ignored her friend, turning her attention to Demetria.

"She looks more like a hungover opossum." Lauren only realized that she had thought out loud when she noticed her friends staring at her, surprised by her taunt. The brunette blushed and tried to ignore their stares.

"You better stay in your lane, spawn of satan." Camila said, and Lauren inflated her nostrils, she was ready to fight back. "If you all had warned me that there would be an albino Chewbacca here, I'd have called Greenpeace."

It was impossible for everyone present there to hold back their laughter; every time Camila and Lauren started to bicker like that, it was just too funny. A screenplay could be written with all those taunts and be turned into a comedy series.

"Look here, demon's pygmy, you better stay in your lane or I'll throw you off the balcony." Lauren was almost growling at Camila, who laughed scornfully at the brunette's threat and shrugged her shoulders as if that wasn't something to worry about.

"Alright, girls, that's enough." Selena intervened before the two of them got more heated.

Selena then got up and went to greet Demi, who was talking to Dinah in the corner near the glass door that led to the balcony. "Long time no see." She said with a smile.

"I know, Marie. But I managed to get some time to come here to see you." Demi whispered only for Selena to hear, and the two hugged each other tightly, grinning.

"Hi, guys. I didn't even greet you." Demi said after pulling away from Selena.

Everyone said 'hi' in unison.

"Let's start our movie session!" Dylan exclaimed excitedly, and everyone agreed.

[...]

Everyone was paying attention to the movie that was playing on the television. Only one person was restless: Camila. She couldn't help but look at Lauren, who, thanks to the skirt she was wearing, had her beautiful legs showing.

Did she really have to be this hot?, the Latina wondered in thought indignantly for not being able to control her hormones.

Practically all her senses cried out for Lauren.

Lauren ran one of her hands through her hair and stroked the back of her neck, and when she shifted to accommodate herself better, she felt someone's gaze on her. Surreptitiously, she looked out of the corner of her eye and came across Camila with her eyes fixed on her legs. She felt her cheeks flush, the Latina's gaze was intense even from afar. The brunette rolled her eyes and grabbed her phone from her pocket. Fortunately, the rest of the group was scattered on the couches in living room and they weren't even paying attention to what was going on around them. The brunette unlocked her phone screen and searched for Camila's phone number in her contacts.

Lauren: Could you stop looking at my legs?!

The brunette thought twice about whether to send that text message or not, she knew that it would entail many things. But something inside her made her send it. She locked her phone screen again and secretly peered at Camila. Lauren had to hold back a laugh when the Latina slightly jumped up in fright, due to her phone vibrating in her pocket.

Camila flashed a small smile when she saw who sent the text.

Camila: It's impossible.

The Latina replied simply and looked at the brunette. Lauren unlocked her phone screen and opened the text message.

Lauren: Why are you looking at my legs so intensely?

The brunette demanded, already out of patience, the Latina's gaze bothered her a lot. She hated herself for desiring that annoying woman so much. Camila let out an amused chuckle, she knew that Lauren was losing her temper. And she knew how affected she got with her gaze on her.

Camila: I'm thinking...

Lauren frowned.

Lauren: You think? I had no idea.

Camila: *forced laughter*

Lauren: But seriously, what are you thinking about that you keep looking at my legs?

Lauren was really curious now. Camila looked at her out of the corner of her eye and smiled in a way that made the brunette shiver.

Camila: I'm thinking about how beautiful your legs are and how they'd look even more beautiful around my neck.

Lauren swallowed hard, her face blushing deeply with the Latina's text message. Camila was watching the brunette's reaction in amusement, it was funny to see her affected by her not so innocent teasing.

Camila liked to be in control, and in that moment she knew she had Lauren in the palm of her hand.

Lauren chose not to say anything else, she placed her phone on the coffee table and got up quickly. Camila frowned. What the fuck is she going to do?, the Latina wondered in thought, really curious.

Camila couldn't keep still, it had been about five minutes since Lauren had gotten up and still hadn't come back. She needed to see what was wrong, and maybe try to get lucky. The Latina looked around and could see that Dylan was sleeping with his head between Selena's breasts as she stroked his hair. Demi and Dinah were lying on the other couch, focused on the movie. Taylor was sleeping on the small mattress near the other mattress where Normani was also lying down on, paying attention to the movie. Nothing prevented her from leaving without being noticed, and she wasn't about to waste that opportunity.

The Latina got up very carefully and thanked for the darkness in the room, this way she could leave unnoticed. She walked in small steps towards the hall. She then noticed that the bathroom door was open, and she furrowed her eyebrows. Where was Lauren?

Camila kept walking and she could see that the door at the end of the hall, which belonged to Selena's bedroom, was ajar. Lauren could only be there. A victorious smile appeared on Camila's lips and she walked quickly over there. She opened the door and closed it without making too much noise, locking it right after.

The door of the bathroom of Selena's bedroom was opened and Lauren walked into the bedroom, straightening her skirt. Camila flashed a smile and leaned against the door, staring at the brunette in a seductive way.

"Why did you close the zipper if I'm going to open it again?"

Lauren widened her eyes and almost fell back when she heard that voice. The brunette put one of her hands on her chest, feeling her heart pound. She looked alarmingly at Camila, not believing she had followed her. Well, she should've expected it, maybe that's why she chose not to go to the bathroom in the hall.

"What are you doing here, you idiot? Do you want to give me a heart attack?" The brunette tried to sound rather menacing, but she was only able to drag a soft chuckle from Camila.

"Though it is a very tempting proposition, no. I'm not trying to give you a heart attack." The Latina moved away from the door. "I want you alive." She started walking towards the brunette, who took a few steps back, backing away from the Latina. "Very much alive."

Lauren swallowed hard when she felt her back collide against the jamb of the ajar bathroom door and part of the wall. Camila rested both hands on either side of Lauren's head and leaned her body slightly forward, staying a few centimeters away from the brunette's anxious face. Lauren's breath was uneven, she even tried not to show her nervousness at that closeness, but she was failing miserably. One of Camila's hands left the wall, moving towards the brunette's soft hair, stroking it with certain affection.

Lauren frowned.

"Stop." Lauren asked in a small voice, clinging onto the little sanity she had left.

Camila shook her head and slid her hand to the back of Lauren's neck, biting her own lower lip and tangling her thin fingers in the strands of the brunette's hair.

"Don't pretend that you don't want to, Lauren." The Latina whispered, tightening her fingers in her hair and tugging it hard, making the brunette choke with a moan. Lauren's heart was pounding more unevenly than before, she could already feel her sex getting wet, and she hated herself for being so weak for that woman. "You love to spread your legs for me."

Upon hearing that, something awoke inside Lauren, she didn't know if it was because of that sentence or because of the way Camila had spoken. Besides sounding rude, that sentence made her feel like a mere sex object. In one swift motion, the brunette straightened her posture and pushed the Latina back hard. Lauren flashed an ironical smile, looking mockingly at Camila, who was feeling confused.

"You are very cheeky, you stupid girl." Camila smiled a fake smile, to show that Lauren's offenses and her outburst didn't affect her. "I don't know who's been fooling you. I may even cum with you, but you're not all that. Get off your high horse, Camila."

Camila stared at her for a few seconds before bursting into a loud laugh. Lauren frowned, not understanding the Latina's reaction.

"If my memory serves me right, the last time we had sex, you begged me to stop. Because you couldn't take it anymore." The Latina inched closer to the brunette again and grabbed her by the hair again, now tighter than before, and looked into her eyes. "Confess once and for all that you like when I fuck you and that you love to open your legs for me. Admit that you miss my fingers when I leave, admit it." Camila demanded, tightening even more her hold on the brunette's hair; who was already feeling a certain discomfort in her scalp.

Lauren pressed her lips together and inflated her nostrils. The brunette tried to free herself from the Latina's hold on her hair, but Camila seemed a million times stronger than normal.

"Let me go." The brunette asked in a whisper, her face contorted in pain. She just wanted to run away from there before she couldn't resist Camila again.

"I'm not letting you go, you're lying to yourself, but you can't fool me." Camila grinned, trying to touch the brunette with her other hand, but Lauren stopped her. "You know that sex with me is incredible, Lauren."

Lauren closed her eyes for a few seconds, taking a deep breath. Camila smiled, being sure that the brunette had finally given in to her teasing. However, when she saw Lauren open her eyes, she felt small under the icy gaze of those green eyes.

"That's all you're good for." Camila let go of Lauren as if she had been burned, those words uttered with such disgust made her feel worthless. "But I don't want to do this anymore. So get it through your thick skull that this is over."

Camila didn't say anything, she was too stunned by what Lauren had said. She just stood there, her mind restless.

That's all you're good for.

Camila wouldn't forget that sentence anytime soon.