you make me sick (for being so perfect)

Five.

When Lauren wakes up in the morning, the first thing she notices is how warm she is. Her right hand is curled around one of Nala's legs, and her left is clutched onto something else, and for a moment she's worried because she doesn't normally wake up with something else in her bed, but then she remembers that she'd stayed at Camila's and they'd shared a bed.

She opens her eyes and cringes at the bright light coming in through the windows, rolling over to avoid the harsh rays of the sun and coming face to face with Camila Cabello.

"Morning, Lolo," Camila smiles at her and squeezes her hand. "Did you sleep well?"

"Um... yeah," Lauren nods and looks down at her feet, "your bed is comfy. Thank you for not making me sleep on the floor like everyone else."

"Well, you didn't seem like you wanted to sleep on the floor," Camila laughs, "but then again, I don't think the other girls did either. Let's just... keep my favouritism a secret, yeah?"

"Yes," Lauren stutters, unsure of how to reply. She glances up and meets Camila's gaze for a moment, focusing on the warm chocolate colour of them and feeling her cheeks heating up. "I like sleepovers at your house, I think. Can I come for another one some time?"

"That's good to know." Camila smiles. "Of course you can-"

Camila is interrupted by a high pitched, loud voice. "Kaki!"

Lauren's hands shoot up to cover her ears and she screws her eyes shut as something lands on the bed behind her. Nervously, she buries her face into Camila's neck and tries to think of something else, because the voice behind her is still really loud and it's frightening her.

Lauren feels Camila's hand slowly weave its way through her hair. "Sofi, can you please be quiet? My friends are trying to sleep."

"She's not asleep." The voice says again, but thankfully it's much quieter this time. "Who is she?"

"This is Lauren," At the sound of her name, Lauren looks up at Camila and blushes when the other girl sends her a warm smile. "Lauren, this is my little sister, Sofi."

Lauren bites down on her bottom lip and hides her face in Camila's neck again. She murmurs a small "Hi," and then fiddles with Nala to calm herself down.

"I heard Kaki talk about you," Sofi says with a frown, "she said that you had pretty eyes. Right? Is this the Lauren with the pretty eyes?"

Lauren watches as Camila reddens and shrugs. "Yeah. She does have pretty eyes. They're a beautiful green colour. Like emeralds."

Nervously, Lauren sits up and looks Camila's little sister over. She doesn't look very frightening and she's not looking at her strangely, so Lauren thinks that maybe she's okay. If she's related to Camila then she must be nice, right?

"It's nice to meet you, Sofi," Lauren murmurs, tapping her fingers against her legs. "Camila said nice things about you yesterday."

Sofi disregards her last statement. "You're quiet."

"I- um," Lauren blushes and looks down at her feet, "yes. I am."

"Why are you quiet?" Sofi asks her. "Are you scared? You shouldn't be if you are, I'm smaller than you."

It takes Lauren a few moments to untangle the two questions in her head. "Um, I- I'm not scared. I'm just- um, I don't like meeting new people."

Sofi frowns at her. "You're strange."

Before Lauren can react, Camila is scolding her little sister. "Sofi, it's rude to say things like that. Apologise to Lauren."

"I didn't mean it in a bad way." Sofi defends herself. "She just is. Like, most people like meeting other people because that's how you make friends. It's strange that she doesn't like it but that doesn't mean it's bad."