Shall we?” Lauren asked Camila and

Shall we?” Lauren asked Camila and she nodded whilst the now much taller of the two led them into the room and over to a large table where they sat together with the rest of the group.

Over the next few hours the group enjoyed each other’s company, laughing heartily at one another’s jokes and dancing together in the middle of the floor, packed in closely with the other students’ surrounding them. Camila even danced, her arms moving from side to side, her worries about looking like an idiot or embarrassing herself seemingly evaporating in her enjoyment.

“You look like you’re having a good time,” Dinah noted, shaking her hips from side to side next to Camila. “So I guess you were wrong about dances, huh?”

“I guess so,” Camila admitted smiling brightly, trying to move her own hips in time to the music and failing.

Dinah laughed at her attempt, tapping her on the butt playfully before lifting her arms above her head as she moved over to dance with Siope.

“Hey,” Lauren greeted Camila, wrapping her arm around the smaller girls’ waist and kissing her deeply on the lips.

“Hi,” Camila said drawing out the word as she noticed the slightly glazed look of Lauren’s eyes. “Are you alright?” she asked, smiling and Lauren nodded her head, mirroring the gesture.

Ally came over to the two of them, placing a hand on Camila’s shoulder and causing the dark haired girl to look at her.

“She loves you,” Ally slurred slightly and Camila raised her eyebrow questioningly at Troy who was towering behind her friend, a protective arm round her shoulders.

“I think someone might have spiked some of the drinks with alcohol,” he told her a little amused. “You’re not drinking it are you?”

Camila shook her head in response, having stuck to water just in case, not wanting to accidentally mix alcohol with the medication she was taking.

“I’m not drunk though,” Ally protested leaning in to Troy’s side further. “Not like Lo…” she added as Troy started to guide her over to the table to sit down for a moment.

“I’m not drunk,” Lauren protested, wrapping her other hand around Camila’s waist and pulling her closer to her. She leant her forehead on Camila’s shoulder, swaying their bodies from side to side slowly as they danced together.

Camila placed one hand on the small of Lauren’s back, rubbing it soothingly as she reached up her free hand to stroke Lauren’s long hair.

“Do you want some water?” Camila asked her concerned and Lauren shook her head in the negative.

“I want you,” she answered and Camila smiled.

“You already have me,” Camila told her, lifting Lauren’s chin up with her hand and planting a soft kiss on her lips.

Lauren buried her face into Camila’s shoulder again.

“You look so beautiful tonight,” Lauren told her simply, mumbling against Camila’s skin.

Camila wrapped her arms around her girlfriend as the song changed from the pop track it had been to a much slower one, the rest of the dance floor emptying of everyone except couples.

“Ok, now I definitely think you are drunk,” Camila commented laughing.

“Perhaps,” Lauren conceded. “It doesn’t make what I said any less true though,” Lauren told her. “In fact,” she slurred, “it probably makes it more true…truer…more truthful…” Lauren struggled, trying to decide on the correct grammar.

Camila kissed the top of Lauren’s head, her eyes catching Rachel’s, who she noticed was watching her from the far end of the room, an unreadable expression on her face. She had noticed Rachel doing the exact same thing numerous times throughout the night and had felt uncomfortable under her scrutinising gaze.

“You love me don’t you?” Lauren asked Camila, lifting her head and drawing her girlfriends’ attention back down to her.

“I do,” Camila smiled, kissing Lauren on the lips, “you know that I do Lauren.”

“I think…” Lauren started her words difficult to understand looking straight into Camila’s eyes. “I think that…I’m drunk on you,” Lauren admitted, the words coming out slowly, much like Camila’s had after she’d had her second seizure, the unintentional alcohol consumption making her speech difficult.

“You’re really cute,” Camila said, her fingertips of one hand lightly grazing Lauren’s back as they continued to slow dance together, the index finger of her other hand tapping the end of Lauren’s nose playfully.

Lauren lowered her head, turning it slightly to kiss the side of Camila’s neck lightly as she rested it on her shoulder once again.

“It sounds much nicer when you say it,” Lauren replied and Camila turned her head slightly in confusion, not understanding the reference to Lauren’s conversation with Ally earlier. “I love this song…” Lauren mused, listening to the music as it played around them.

“Me too,” Camila agreed bringing one hand up around Lauren’s neck as she lifted it off her shoulder.

Lauren reached a hand up to brush at the side of Camila’s face tenderly.

“Not as much as I love you though,” Lauren told her thoughtfully. “Promise me you’ll never leave,” Lauren said.

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