#yes she has a small nose but can polynesian people not have small noses?
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is it just me or is this comment super weird? 💀 “their eyes are a bit downturned” what?? is she not Polynesian Enough because her eyes aren’t downturned? 💀
#like i would get it if the artist drew super eurocentric features but just gave her tan skin and called her polynesian#then ok critique the facial features#but i don’t feel like they did?#yes she has a small nose but can polynesian people not have small noses?#feels like the commenter is gunning so hard for Accurate Representation they whipped all the way around to being kinda racist about it? lol#i'm just surprised by how many likes it has and no one responding that it's a weird thing to say#its tiktok tho i shouldn't be surprised
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LU Headcanon’s Part 2: Electric Boogaloo
THE EDGY BOOOOOYY
[Legend it’s Legend’s turn]
Would rather saw off his legs than wear pants
Could and would probably slap Hylia if given the chance
These are my headcanons so therefore I make the rules and so I say he is 100% engaged to Ravio
Legend is an insomniac, and has gone a total of 71 hours and 42 minutes without crashing before
Is absolute besties with Hilda and Styla, despite one being from another country and the other being from an alternate dimension, it doesn’t stop him
“Bureaucracy will never beat a shift iron rod to the kneecaps.”
Agender icon [He/She/It]
!!Hyrule!!A baby!!
Can’t read, and therefore can’t read a map [hence getting lost at any given point] because he was never taught how
“Yes, ma’am/sir!”
Wouldn’t often go into large towns in his Hyrule, and is often overwhelmed and scared of large crowds, so when they go to another or go to a town in their current one, will cling to Legend’s arm like a baby koala
“There are young and innocent ears in the room, and by that I mean Roolie.” “Gah?!”
I’m pretty sure it’s LoZ canon that he would be blood-relatives with Legend so I’m gonna make him and Legend have similar mannerisms and faces [Hyrule has a more rounded/babyish face and button nose, while Legend has sharper eyes and flat yet tall nose]
They have the same confused and pouting expressions
Even more broke™
Snorts when he laughs
Twirls a lock of hair on his neck when nervous
It’s fucking WIMDY
Wind’s Hylian is based on Polynesian [Mainly Samoan, Tokelauan, and Tuvaluan]
“I lived on a WARSHIP-“ ok I’ll stop
The absolute BEST BIG BROTHER in the W O R L D
Uses the word fuck like a comma
Probably a medium
Misses Linebeck :[[
Has a thing with large birds, things like seagulls and small birds he has no problem, but if there any larger than half his size he’ll lock up, and will always make sure it’s where he can see it
Has to keep a notebook of EVERYTHING after Phantom Hourglass, cause he still isn’t entirely sure if the journey actually happened or if it was just one big hallucination caused by the Ghost Ship
Wind and Tetra’s love language is beating the shit outta one another
The OG problem child
Loves Sun so fucking much he cannot even stand it
Princess Peach lips mf
Is a narcoleptic
Has trouble breathing on the surface, it’s hardly ever too serious unless he seriously overexerts himself but there will pretty much always be a slight wheeze to his breathing
Is mostly stressed about leaving Sun not just cause he misses her, but because he doesn’t know what could happen if he’s not there, especially since last time he WASN’T she was taken
!!Him and Groose are now besties!!
Good for him good for him
Little to no reaction during a switch
Weather is both his best friend and mortal enemy
The scariest when angry
Will cry at the drop of a hat and doesn’t know what to do about it
“No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle.”
FINALLY ON BRAND
Is very careful about not stepping on small things
Is pretty fuckin’ sick of Vaati at this point
“It’s funny when short people threaten me, like what are you gonna do?” “Say goodbye to your kneecaps asshole”
Thought of this when I first read the manga when I was like 13
So I often draw/write Four like a fusion from Steven Universe
No I don’t take constructive criticism
“This is who we are, this is who I am.”
Did he exist before the blade split him? Yes. But when he merged for the first time afterwards was he basically a new person? Also yes.
I rest my case
Misses Shadow :[[[[[[
Has a tooth gap!!
!!Has rainbow colored eyes!!
A whopping 4’10”
Puppy eyes work on him really well, it doesn’t matter who is making them, he will cave pretty much upon contact if you give him puppy eyes
G e n d e r
Alright I’m done for now
#linked universe#lu#linkeduniverse#lu discord#linked universe headcanons#Legend of zelda#loz#lu legend#lu hyrule#lu wind#lu sky#lu four
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Come Back, Be Here - Chapter 24
“Camz, why are you so nervous?” Lauren chuckles at the anxious brunette who is currently smoothing out her dress for the hundredth time.
“Because they know me, but I don’t know them and that makes me nervous. I mean they met me before the accident so what if they hate this me?” Camila wipes her sweaty hands on her red dress.
“Well at least Dinah’s here to make you look better.” Ally shrugs and Dinah scoffs in annoyance.
“I feel the love, Allyson.” The Polynesian crosses her arms and pouts.
“I just hate disappointing people and they obviously once thought highly of me because they let me marry you. I just feel like this me will let them down and I hate letting people down.” Camila voices her concerns.
Currently, all five girls are headed over to the Jauregui house for Thanksgiving and while all the other girls are excited, mainly about the food, Camila can’t help but be apprehensive about it. When they pull up to the house, Lauren immediately turns off the car and gets out. She meets the nervous brunette in front of the car and puts her hands on the exposed tanned shoulders in front of her.
“Camila, they’ll love you.” Lauren smiles warmly at the girl. Truth be told, she’s flattered that Camila’s nervous about meeting her parents… again. It reminds her of the first time she brought the girl home.
Flashback
“Baby, they’ll love you.” Lauren promises as she turns to face the brunette sitting in her passenger’s seat.
Lauren and Camila have been dating for about 5 months now and Lauren thought it was about time that Camila met her parents. Plus, they have been bugging her nonstop to bring her by.
“What if you talked me up and I don’t live up to their expectations. Oh God, what if they hate me and then we break up because you don’t want to date a girl that your parents hate.” The younger girl rambles.
“Camz.” The green-eyed girl cups her tanned cheeks with her hands. “First, they would never hate you. Second, if they did, which wouldn’t happen in a million years, I would never break up with you.”
“Promise?” Camila lifts her pinky in between the two and Lauren chuckles momentarily before dropping a hand from the girl’s face and interlocking her pinky with the awaiting one. She uses their interlocked fingers to pull the girl closer and capture Camila’s lips in hers. Lauren moves her lips slowly and Camila follows suit. The green-eyed girl trails her thumb back and forth across the tanned cheek under it momentarily before pulling away.
“No one’s opinion of you will ever change my opinion of you.” Lauren promises, her green eyes oozing love and adoration.
“Same, babe.” Camila breathes out and the older girl takes her hand so she can lead them up the driveway.
“Ready?” Lauren asks as they approach the door.
“Ready.” The younger brunette nods, her eyes trained on the wooden door before her.
End of Flashback
“Promise?” Camila reaches out her pinky and Lauren doesn’t hesitate to wrap hers around it.
“Promise.” She smiles. “Ready?”
“Ready.” Camila nods and Lauren leads the four girls up to her front door. She opens it and walks into her childhood home. As soon as she enters, she is greeted by Clara and Mike.
“Hi, honey.” Clara embraces her daughter.
“Hi, mom.” Lauren wraps her arms around the woman and breathes in the familiar, comforting scent of her mother. When Clara lets her go, Mike immediately embraces her in a bear hug.
“We missed you, kiddo.” Mike mumbles as he hugs his daughter tightly to his chest.
“Dad, no offense, but you smell like wood and sweat.” The brunette scrunches up her nose.
“Oh sorry, honey. I’ve been working on some Adirondack chairs for the backyard.” Mike self-consciously smells his shirt and grimaces.
“Yeah, I saw that on Instagram. I can’t wait to try them out.” Lauren smiles. “Anyways, I’m being rude. Mom, dad, this is Dinah, Ally, and Normani.” She introduces the three girls to her parents before turning to face her wife. “And of course you already know Camila.”
“We are so glad you all could join us for Thanksgiving. It’s so nice to meet you all and Camila, honey, it’s so great to see you again.” Clara smiles warmly at the brunette, but there is pity laced in her eyes and Camila wishes that it wasn’t directed at her.
“It’s nice to meet you, Mama J.” Dinah pipes up and all the other girls nod their heads in agreement.
“Yes, thank you so much for opening up your beautiful home to us.” Ally chimes in.
“Yes, thank you.” Camila smiles shyly and Mike and Clara smile sadly at her.
“We are glad you could all be here.” Clara says. “Everyone is in the backyard so let’s join them all, yeah?”
All the girls nod and follow the mother of three to the backyard.
“Lauren Jauregui.” The green-eyed girl hears her name being called and she doesn’t even have to look to know who the voice belongs to. A small smile plays on her lips when she looks to her right and sees Vero walking toward her, Alexa and Keana right behind her.
“Hi, guys.” The brunette meets them halfway and embraces them all in a group hug. The other four girls walk away to a nearby table to sit down so they can give the friends some privacy.
Moments later, someone plops down next to Camila at the table and the Latina jumps at the sudden movement. “Camila Cabello.” Vero smiles widely at the brunette. “Last time I saw you, you were chastising me for hitting on your work friends at your wedding.”
“I don’t really remember the last time I saw you. Those memories were kind of forced out of my head and by forced I mean beaten.” Camila chuckles until she realizes that she is the only one laughing.
“Too soon.” Dinah mumbles and everyone nods in agreement.
“Well it’s nice to see you again.” Vero smiles and pats Camila on the shoulder before getting up and allowing Lauren to take her place.
“I’m Keana.” The girl extends her hand across the table and Camila takes it in hers. “Last time I saw you was-” She pauses when she notices Lauren giving her the ‘please stop talking’ look. “Never mind.” Keana smiles sheepishly
“Lex, this is Camila.” Lauren introduces the two and Camila smiles and extends her hand. However, she immediately retracts it when the girl across the table doesn’t make a move to shake it. Lauren clenches her jaw and gives her friend a death glare, but Alexa just avoids looking at the green-eyed girl.
Clara, noticing the tension, quickly speaks up. “Chris and Taylor wish they could make it, but they couldn’t. Taylor went to a friend’s house in New York to attend the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade and Chris went with his girlfriend to her parent’s house in Georgia.”
Lauren nods her head in understanding.
The rest of the lunch goes by rather smoothly. Everyone eats until they cannot eat anymore and when it seems as if everyone has thrown in their napkins, Alexa leans over the table and whispers to Lauren. “Can we talk to you alone?”
Before Lauren can answer, Clara chimes in. “Girls, why don’t I show you around?” Clara offers and Normani, Ally, Dinah, and Camila stand up and follow the older brunette into the house. When they are all gone inside, Lauren turns to her friends.
“What are you doing?” Alexa speaks up before Lauren gets the chance.
“Eating?” Lauren chuckles.
“No, with Camila. What are you doing?” Alexa crosses her arms.
The green-eyed girl just sits there, not knowing what to say or where Alexa is going with this.
“She has a boyfriend Lauren and you are just sticking around and being her side piece.” Alexa deadpans and Lauren’s eyes widen at her words.
“Lex…” Vero tries to butt in.
“No, Vero. I want to know why she is letting this girl string her along. You were successful in Venice and you just threw it all away for her.” The girl points to the house.
“Alexa, that’s enough.” Keana speaks up, but Alexa keeps ranting.
“Her head’s fucked up, Lauren. She can’t remember you and she never will so just move on already! You’re a catch and you are just throwing your life away to try to win a girl back who is too fucked up in the head to leave her abusive boy-”
“Alexa, stop!” Vero slams her hands down on the table and then nods her head to the house. All four girls turn around to look and they see Dinah, Ally, Normani, and Camila standing on the back steps of the house.
Camila, having heard enough of the conversation, turns around and walks back into the house, Ally on her heels. Dinah, however, storms over to the table.
“Who the fuck do you think you are?” The Polynesian walks over and Lauren stands up from the table and places a hand on Dinah’s chest to stop her from moving forward.
“I’m being a good friend.” Alexa stands up. “Because your friend is doing Lauren wrong.”
Dinah tries to step forward, but Lauren holds her back.
“I got this, D.” Lauren assures the girl. Dinah just nods and stalks off in the direction of the house, but not before giving Alexa the dirtiest look her face can make. When Dinah makes it into the house, Lauren turns around to face her friend.
“First of all, Alexa, she’s not some girl she’s my fucking wife. Second of all, Camila told me from the get go that she may never get her memory back and that she wouldn’t be mad or blame me if I left.” Lauren places her palms on the table and leans forward so she is closer to the girl. “I stay because she’s my home and I’d rather have her in my life as just a friend than not at all.” The green-eyed stares intensely at the girl in front of her. “Third of all, if I ever hear you call my girl damaged or fucked up in the head again, I will not stop Dinah from beating your ass. Hell, I won’t hesitate to either.”
“You’re making a mistake, Lauren. Choosing her over your closest friends.” Alexa scoffs and shakes her head in disbelief.
“A close friend would never ask me to choose.” Lauren replies. “I would tell you to apologize to Camila, but I doubt you will. So instead, why don’t you just get the fuck out of my house.” The brunette points to the door attached to their backyard fence and Alexa storms out.
When she leaves, Lauren turns to Vero and Keana. “You guys don’t feel that way, do you?"
"No!” They both say in unison and Lauren offers them a sad smile.
"Good. I love you guys.“ She breathes out. "Now, I’m going to check on my girl.” The older Latina informs them before entering the house again. As soon as she steps inside, she comes face to face with an angry Clara and Mike.
“Please tell us you kicked that girl out of our house.” Clara asks.
“Of course.” Lauren answers immediately.
“Good because no one talks about our daughter-in-law like that.” Mike pats Lauren on the back.
"Where is she?“ Her eyes search the house.
"Living room.” Clara points in the direction and Lauren kisses her on the cheek before making her way into the living room. She sees all the girls sitting around Camila. Dinah seems to be trying to cheer the girl up and Lauren hears her favorite laugh so she knows it must be working. When she walks in, all the girls stand up from the couch.
“We will let you two talk alone.” Normani says while dragging her fiancé and Ally out of the area. Lauren offers them all a grateful smile as they pass by her. When she sits down on the couch, Camila speaks up.
“She’s right you know.” The girl mumbles.
Lauren quickly looks her way, but Camila stays looking at her hands that are neatly folded in her lap.
“I am damaged and I feel like I’m holding you back.” She continues when Lauren doesn’t say anything.
“No, she’s not right, Camz. Nothing she said was right.” Lauren informs the girl, her heart breaking when she sees a tear fall from Camila’s chin to her red dress. “Hey, look at me.” She coaxes and Camila slowly raises her head and meets the green-eyed girl’s tender gaze. “You are not damaged. You have some internal and external scars, but you aren’t damaged.”
Camila nods her head and starts to look back down, but Lauren quickly hooks a finger under the girl’s chin and forces her to keep eye contact.
“I love you.” Lauren finally speaks the three words that she has been itching to say since she was reunited with Camila. “Every single part of you and I don’t know how much you heard of the conversation, but you are not stringing me along either. I choose to stay. I do.” She puts a finger to her own chest. “I will always choose you and I’d rather have you as a friend than not at all.”
“I so badly want to tell you that I would understand if you left like I did a couple of months ago, but I don’t know if I could tell you that because I don’t know if I could be okay if you left.” Camila admits and Lauren’s heart flutters as she processes what Camila just told her. “You’ve become such a big part of my life, Lauren. You’ve become my best friend and I don’t want to lose you, but if staying is only hurting you then I will let you go. If you agree with anything Alexa said then I’ll let you go.”
Lauren immediately shakes her head. “I don’t wanna go.” She raises her hand from her own lap and places it on top of Camila’s. “You’re my best friend too, Camz. You have been for almost 5 years now and I could never willingly walk out of your life.” Camila smiles at Lauren’s words and the older girl matches her smile almost immediately. “And I did not agree with a single thing Alexa said. Not one thing. That’s why I told her to get the fuck out of my house.”
Camila’s eyes widen. “You didn’t have to do that for me. I know she’s your friend.”
Lauren traces circles on the backs of Camila’s hands with her thumb. “I didn’t just do it for you, I did it for me too. It hurt me to hear her say those things about you. Plus, if I didn’t throw her out, Clara and Mike would’ve done it.” Lauren chuckles lightly. “They love you, by the way. I don’t think they ever stopped.”
“Really?” Camila’s eyes brighten.
“Really.” The older Latina feels a smile crawl to her lips. “I mean face it, Camz, you are pretty lovable.”
The brown-eyed girl laughs and playfully tosses some hair over her right shoulder. “Yeah, I guess I kind of am, huh?”
“You kinda are.” Lauren squeezes Camila’s hand before releasing it and standing up from the coach. “Now, let’s go sit in my dad’s new chairs. If we leave before trying them out, we will all be disowned.”
Camila chuckles as she stands up from the sofa. “We wouldn’t want that. Lead the way, Jauregui.” She states before following the brunette back out of the house.
As Camila walks beside the green-eyed girl, she feels a hand slip into hers. She looks down and smiles at the pale hand that contrasts beautifully with her tan one.
All Camila has ever known are touches that leave bruises in their wake.
She never knew that they also had the ability to take your breath away while simultaneously setting your whole body on fire.
Camila had no idea that a touch could actually heal a person… Not until she met Lauren.
#UPDATE#series#non AU#slash#camren#norminah#angst drama#family#romance fluff#submission#come back be here
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The Sound Of Music
LAUREN POV
“GOOD MORNING BEAUTIFUL”
dont move. dont move. dont move
“RISE AND SHINE”
if you dont breath she’ll leave
“LAUREN GET YOUR GOD DAMN ASS UP!”
hmph!
"di-nah" a crushed lauren wheezes out, feeling the extra weight added on top of her, she shouldn’t be surprised though considering this does happen every morning
“oh look you’re up, thank god i dont have to do something drastic like jump on you just to get your lazy ass to move at least one inch” dinah deadpanned, still on top of a squished Lauren.
“why do you insist on always trying to kill me before 6 am?” the green eyed girl groaned, rolling over to face her best friend, who was contently snuggled into one of Lauren’s pillows with an innocent smile on her face.
“because you insist on being dead to the world, and if my cute self didn’t accompany on getting you up every morning you would sleep till three pm” dinah grinned, like she was stating hard cold facts.
Scoffing, the green eyed girl practically fell out of bed and walked over to her wardrobe “get out of here, you sicken me” she mumbled whilst getting changed after having picked her outfit for the day.
“yeah yeah you say that every morning, now hurry up before we is late for school” dinah rushed out the door, most likely heading to the kitchen to stuff her face.
Walking into the bathroom, Lauren stared at herself in the mirror for a minute, examining how her black round glasses framed her face, she never liked how she had to wear them, but it was her best option considering contacts irritate her eyes. She looked at her pale skin, her tired eyes, the way she smiled, even the way she frowned, the little freckles she had covering her face lightly, how her teeth looked if she spoke a certain way, she didn’t like any of it.
The green eyed girl was never one to have confidence, she never liked the features about herself no matter how many times dinah and her mother told her she was beautiful, she just couldn’t believe them.
Before she could get stuck in her head, she forced herself to look away and continue her morning routine, in the back of her mind she hopes today will maybe be different..but she knows it wont so her hope doesn’t get to far.
……
Once Lauren’s finished getting ready she makes her way down stairs, sure enough dinah’s sat up on the counter forcing more cereal in her mouth than it can fit.
“Y'know one of these days you’re going to choke and I’m not going to be the one to help you” she says rolling her glowing green eyes.
“Is that anyway to treat the love of your life?” dinah scoffs, continuing to shove in some more cereal.
“You mean the pest in my life?” the pale skin girl laughs while reaching into the fridge, pulling out the orange juice.
“rude ass” dinah mumbles under her breath, jumping off the counter walking over to her best friend.
“G'mornin though babe” she hugs the green eyed girl, feeling her little friend burying herself in her neck.
“good morning dj” Lauren snuggles back, always feeling safe and content int her best friends arms. Dinah jane is the one person who’s always been there for Lauren, besides her own mother of course, they’ve been friends since Kindergarten when a shy Lauren dropped her glasses when someone pushed her on the ground, ultimately stepping on her small frames.
Before anymore could happen to the fragile girl, the bully was smacked in the face with an empty juice box, then shoved to the ground with a “listen butt wipe this” she says pointing to a confused looking Lauren, still trying to find her glasses “is my new best friend, mess with her again, and ill make sure you ‘accidentally’ get buried into the sand pit"
Thus the start of a forever long friendship, dinah was always there when anyone tried to even remotely pick on Lauren, never minding if her knuckles happen to get bruised, or if she got in trouble, as long as her best friend was safe she didn’t mind one bit.
"dont forget to take your pills kay bub?” the Polynesian girl reminds her “you know what can happen if you forget” she continues saying, walking over the the cabinet containing Lauren’s medicine, grabbing one from each bottle.
“i know dj” a quiet Lauren says.
Handing her best friend the correct amount, Lauren slips them in swallowing them down with her almost finished orange juice. Dinah smiles at the younger cuban proud of her, knowing how much she dislikes the procedure of taking them.
Clapping her hand dinah grabs her bag, Lauren’s hand (making sure the girl has all her required items) and set off to leave their apartment.
……
The chilling New York air was something Lauren would never get used to, though she did like being cuddled up in a mountain of clothes, her red nose would have to disagree about the whether. Her and dinah moved to New York for their senior year, getting accepted into “The Art Of New York” a school specifically made for high school seniors that have a passion for anything art wise. They may be young but they sure know that getting into a school like this was not an opportunity that you pass up, so after convincing Lauren’s mother (the green eyed girl needed some convincing herself) and looking for apartments, they were off to New York, the two best friends always planned on living together in New York, getting accepted just sped up the process .
“Yo lauser you wanna get some coffee before class?” dinah spoke snapping the pale skin girl out of her thoughts.
Nodding her head, deciding a coffee sounds amazingly great right now, Lauren hooked her arm through her best friends resting her head on the taller girls shoulder while they walked to Starbucks.
Lauren always loved looking at the New York street scenery, the way the trees blew in the wind, the thousand of people rushing to and fro, how the street art had so much talent and so much passion, the raven haired girl especially loved christmas in New York, how the snow would gracefully fall from the sky only to hit the ground or when little children tried to catch the frost, experiencing snow for the very first time. She loved it all.
Even if she was apprehensive to come at first, seeing as New York is so big, the green eyed beauty was scared of feeling so small in such a magnificent place, all throughout her life Lauren’s always felt small, like anything could crush her no matter what, the only times she didn’t feel this way was with dinah, but she knows dinah cannot always be with her but at least back home she had a smaller chance of losing her best friend.
In New York the possibilities are endless, dinah could easily meet someone who she doesn’t have to watch over nearly every second of the day , if Lauren ever lost dinah she’s essentially losing herself. What Lauren didn’t realise was that dinah likes looking after her, more so loves it. She looks after her best friend because she wants to, not because she has to.
But moving could of been the best thing to possibly happen to the pale girl, it may have been big but that also means so much more open, she feels like she can breathe for the first time in her whole life, not feeling so confined is such a lovely feeling, she may still be shy and have a serious condition with anxiety, but she’s at least a little but free, that’s all she could really ask for at the moment.
…..
“…and one straight black coffee please"
"i will never understand how you drink that black nasty liquid” dinah comments with a disgusted look on her face as she finishes ordering their drinks.
“It’s good Dj” the younger girl giggles “you eat black liquorish so id say that’s equally as bad”.
Her best friend gasps in mock offence, with her hand over her heart “black liquorish is the reason i still believe in god, Lauren, god ”, someone obviously takes her liquorish very serious.
“I did not realise god was the maker of all things liquorish” the younger of the two holds her hands up in mock defence.
Dinah scoffs, like she cant believe the words coming out of her best friends mouth “liquorish is god babe” she says as if that sentence made any sense at all.
Still giggling at the blonde haired girl when they’re called for their drinks, dinah goes to receive their order, but not before slightly nudging Lauren.
Once their seated in a nice corner table, they quietly enjoy their drinks, randomly commenting about things that pop up in conversation, dinah knows Lauren’s not much of a talker outside of the apartment so she understands to keep the talking to a minimum.
“I have to quickly use the bathroom before we leave, are you okay here?” the Polynesian asks breaking the silence between the two.
“I’m good D” nodding lighting, even though she tries to ignore how her palms have become sweaty.
“are you sure? i can just go at school” the blonde reasons again, not wanting anything to go wrong with her best friend.
Giggling lightly, lauren gives dinah a little push telling her that yes she will be fine.
Now that she is alone, the cuban trains her eyes on the table whilst sipping on her beverage, not wanting to accidentally make eye contact with any strangers. She would take her phone out to distract herself except for the fact that Lauren’s not a big fan of any social media, so she continues to sit and stare at the table occasionally looking out the window.
It’s only when she feels someone staring at her that she starts to feel a little anxious inside. Not wanting to look up for any reason the pale skin girl ignores whatever irrational feelings she has at the moment.
except she kind of cant ignore it when someone other than dinah sits down in their booth. Looking up ever so slightly, she can make out a girl, a beautiful girl, who has brunette hair and coffee coloured eyes making her think of the irony seeing as their in a coffee shop. She looks at her jawline noticing it’s as sharp as Lauren has ever been in her life, and her mouth that has plump luscious lips.
Lauren can feel the familiar feeling start to rise in her chest, the feeling that she absolutely hates but never has the strength to make it stop.
“Hi” the stranger finally says, it comes out soft, something Lauren is very thankful for.
Not wanting to speak, Lauren sort of does an awkward nod at least letting the girl know she heard her, not wanting to be completely rude she musters up a small smile as well.
“Im Camila” the girl continues once Lauren doesn’t say anything. The green eyed girls heart does a little jump when the brunette mentions her name, it sounding wonderful falling from her lips.
Lauren’s sort of perplexed, she’s never gotten this fair in a conversation with someone other than dinah and her mother, she knows if she speaks it may come out choppy and such which will no doubt embarrass her, but she knows if she doesn’t the girl, Camila, will think she’s being rude.
Before she has to make a decision Dinah comes rushing back. Her stomach did a flip once she came out of the bathroom and saw someone with her best friend, knowing that tiny things can set laurels anxiety off she quickly rushed over.
“hi babe” dinah says casually “who’s this?"
"Camila nice to meet you”? the petit girl hold her hand out. Dinah a bit weary hesitantly takes a hold of the out stretched hand.
“Dinah, nice to meet you” she greets, looking down at her best friend she slides into the booth next to the green eyed girl, wrapping a protective arm over her “and this is Lauren”
Camila eyes follow the interaction, she didn’t miss the way dinah called the beauty “babe” either, she wont lie and say she wont be disappointed if the girls happen to be a couple.
“Wait camila?” the brown eyed girl hears “as in Camila Cabello? the dancer and singer?”. At hearing this Lauren lifts her head up intrigued, she’s heard great things about this girl.
“yup” Camila pops the “p” “That’s me” she smiles, its always nice when people recognise her for the work she’s so passionate about.
“holy fuck! I’m a huge fan of you, you’re actually the reason me and lo here auditioned to get into The Art Of New York!” the blonde says smiling excitedly, Lauren still sitting still with a small smile on her face, but inside she’s just as excited as her best friend.
“you guys go there? I’m staring my classes there today?”
“THAT’S TODAY?” dinah shouts frighting lauren and making camila flinch.
“dinah” lauren whimpers in her ear, the shout making her heart speed up more quickly than it originally was.
Realising what she done, dinah quickly cuddles lauren “oh shit I’m sorry bub i didn’t mean to shout that loud” she says while rubbing soothing circles on her best friends back to calm her heart speed.
When she hears a quiet “s'kay’ dinah looks back up to the curious eyes of camila cabello eyeing lauren.
"Uh yeah, the classes start today” the brunette says, back to smiling “are you guys joining? The schools not far from here right? maybe we could walk together?” the cuban says in a hopeful tone.
“yeah yeah of course, its bout a five minute walk, and yes we are in your class, well i am laur is gonna come watch seeing as its in her free period” she smiles over at her best friend who’s quietly listening into the conversation.
“Great, we should probably head off now yeah?”
Both girls nod at the new comer, standing up Camila shakes Lauren’s hand as a proper introduction even if the young girl still hasn’t spoken, though the young cuban doesn’t miss the way Camila’s eyes wonder over her frame when she stands, the look oddly doesn’t make her feel anxious and she’s not sure if that’s a good or bad thing.
If only Lauren Jauregui new how important Camila Cabello was about to be in her life.
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hi! so this is just a lil set up kinda getting to know a bit about dinah and laurens life and personalities a lots gonna happen in this story so if anyone actually likes this, it would be dope if anyone could let me know, and if i should keep going. Thank you for reading!
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