What are you standing over there fo

What are you standing over there for?” she questions with a small smile.

Camila didn’t realize she was still standing near the door, which is as far away as she could be from Lauren. In the back of her mind, she’s still kind of worried that she would be overstepping some boundaries considering there is definitely something going on with Lauren at the moment just based on her evasive behavior today and last night.

Camila proceeds to scuff on over towards Lauren’s bed before she notices her roommate’s teeth slightly chattering. Frowning, Camila makes a quick stop over at her side of the room and digs around in her closet for a moment before removing one of her hoodies from the hanger. Then, she turns back around and cautiously sits down a couple of feet away from Lauren. The gap between them is unnatural and slightly uncomfortable. Camila’s not used to this at all.

But she silently holds up the hoodie and offers it to Lauren, who looks at it for a moment, then looks back up at her. After deliberating for a couple of seconds, Lauren drops the blanket from her shoulders only to accept Camila’s hoodie. That sweatshirt has never looked quite as good on her as it does Lauren.

“Thank you,” Lauren smiles shyly in appreciation.

Things get a bit awkward after that. Camila’s looking everywhere except Lauren’s face and Lauren keeps fumbling around with the fabric of the sleeves and neither of them are saying a thing. There’s a lot that Camila wants to say and there’s a lot that she wants to ask her about, but she can’t bring herself to be the first one to make the move.

Luckily, she doesn’t have to.

“If you ever get locked out again,” Lauren begins, “please message me. Okay?” Camila just nods her head silently. “And knowing you, you will get locked out.”

Camila lets out a small giggle. That lightens the mood and eases the tension a bit. She smiles at Lauren when she says, “the floor was actually quite comfortable. It wouldn’t have bothered me if I wound up sleeping out there all night.”

“I will keep that in mind the next time I see you snoozing away in the middle of the hallway,” Lauren chuckles. “I’ll just let sleeping Camilas lie.”

Camila looks at her smiling face adoringly. It feels like forever since she saw that smile and heard that laugh and that voice when in reality, it’s only been about two days. But after being surrounded by it all the time to suddenly having Lauren get ripped away from her, it was miserable. She’s routine. It threw Camila off balance.

“You know, I really missed y-” Camila begins before her loud and obnoxious ringtone cuts her off. She lets out an exasperated sigh before reaching into her back pocket and taking her phone out. She furrows her eyebrows in confusion when she sees the caller ID. “Dylan,” she mumbles under her breath.

From the corner of her eye, she sees Lauren’s jaw clench tightly and her eyes are rolling so hard in obvious irritation. Then it all clicks in Camila’s head and she starts to put two and two together.

Things between Camila and Lauren started getting weird and distant ever since her date with Dylan and she bolted away when he came up to her and disrupted their conversation earlier when they were outside. She’s not his biggest fan.

The phone continues to ring in Camila’s hand while she’s still lost in thought.

“Aren’t you going to answer him?” Lauren asks, irritation and hostility dripping from her voice.

Camila shakes her head. She wasn’t planning on answering it anyways. This is the first time she’s been able to spend time with Lauren and she wasn’t going to let anyone get in between that. “No,” Camila replies, silencing her phone and throwing it on her bed across the room. “You’re more important.”

That seems to have calmed Lauren down a bit because she blinks a few times at her and her face softens up. Camila crosses her legs and faces her entire body towards Lauren. “I take it you don’t like him very much?”

Lauren absentmindedly starts playing with the strings of Camila’s hoodie, eyes down and mouth closed. It takes her a while before she shakes her head no.

Camila tilts her head in puzzlement as her mind backtracks. If she doesn’t like him, then why was she wholeheartedly supporting and encouraging her date with him that night they were talking about it? Lauren even said herself that he was a good guy.

“Is that why you’ve been so mad at me?” Camila questions with a frown. “Because I went out with him?”

Then Lauren’s head shoots up and she looks at her incredulously. “No, Camila, I’m not mad at you. I promise. And I’m sorry if you thought that I was. I mean, I’m not going to lie and say I wasn’t avoiding you… but it’s not because I was mad at you,” Lauren explains, voice getting more timid as she goes along.

“Then why were you avoiding me all day?” Camila is desperate to figure out the reason why so she can prevent from anything like this happening again in the future. “Because let me tell you, it sucked having you ignore me like that, especial