Cara's POV

As I turn the faucet to keep the water from falling onto my body anymore, I slide the curtain open. Stepping out of the bath and onto the cold tile floor of my bathroom. I get the towel that Lana brought me just moments ago from on top of the curtain and begin drying my body as I walk out into my bedroom to change, dreading the thought. I never liked clothes much, it took me a long time to start wearing them. I always preferred to be naked. When I was younger my parents would have to dress me cause I would take off all my clothes and just run around the super market naked, but I do have a very nudest family.

I remember that as a child my family and I would go to nude beaches, and I never really realized how strange that was until my later years, but it was always- and still is to this day, amusing to me how the men in nudest beaches always have the smallest penises. I wonder why that is.

Reaching my drawer, I bend over forward and wrap the towel around my head. Growing excited now that I remember who is down stairs. I quickly pull a shirt over my head and slip on a clean pair of panties, contemplating for a moment on whether or not to wear a pair of boxers instead. Finally making up my mind I close the drawer and shake the towel on my head to dry my hair a bit more before removing it from my head and throwing it towards the hamper. I miss terribly but brush it off and walk out the room anyway. I do not feel like walking over there and then bending down to pick it up. No sir.

I reach the top of the stairs and begin making my way down, feeling my stomach starting to twist. God, should I go put something that is less revealing on? I'm not usually like this, but she makes me so nervous and even a little insecure. It is still so surreal to me that anything more than going to see Lana perform in concert and taking a picture with her with small talk happened, and now here I am making my way towards my living room where she is.

I smile to myself as I enter the living room, immediately catching sight of her plopped down on the couch watching a re-run episode of Criminal Minds that I have seen at least 3 times.

"The sons alive." I say, making my way over around the couch and sitting down by her feet.

"What?" she asks, sitting up.

"The son. He's alive." I say. "She gave him away to one of the families she worked for and is innocent. Though, she still dies. And so does Jacob Dawes."

She gives me a blank look.

"Gee thanks for ruining it." she rolls her eyes. I laugh lightly and pull a pillow to my chest, hugging it as I see Reed talking excessively on the telly.

"But, she still dies? Why? I thought you said she was innocent?" I look over at her as she asks these questions, smiling at how adorable she looks with her eyebrows furrowed trying to make sense of what I just told her.

"Well she didn't want her son to know his real parents. She didn't want him to have that burden. At first I thought that was absolutely ridiculous, but after everything, I got it. She was so insistent on not telling the truth, keeping this secret and about dying that when Morgan was right in front of her sons adoptive parents, Rossi told him to leave. That it wasn't him. So as you can imagine, when she did pass, it was quite a weeper." I explain.

She crosses her legs Indian style and scoots closer to me, taking in what I just told her. She continues to have her eyebrows furrowed as she looks down but suddenly looks up again at me, opening her mouth to ask another question.

"And what about Jacob? Does he find out his son is alive?"

"Oh yeah, they told him right before they executed him. That was my favorite part. He lost it when he found out his son was alive, because he didn't win. He didn't get the last laugh, if you will."

She looks away from me then, turning towards the telly to get a look at what is happening.

"That sounds like it was a good episode." she pauses, turning to me then and smacking my arm. "Why did you ruin it!?"

I laugh and shrug my shoulders, mumbling an apology to Lana as her pout grows even more.

"No, no. It's too late. You ruined it. Just change the channel. I don't even want to finish watching it anymore." she crosses her arms like a toddler having a fit and lays back, waiting for me to change the channel.

I laugh to myself and reach over to grab the remote from on top of the wooden table.

"I'm sorry Lana I-"

"Whatever." I drop the remote onto my lap and laugh, cupping her face with both my hands and give her a long kiss on the cheek. Laughing as I pull away.

"Oh c'mon, I'm sorry sunshine. I'll just put another episode of Criminal Minds, yeah?"

"No it's too late. You ruined it already." I laugh. "Just put something else."

I lean into her face and smile a ridiculous smile at her, seeing her beginning to fight back a smile. I begin to move my head around and she pushes me again, this time I think for making her smile when she was trying not to.

"Stop!" she whines while laughing. I continue my ministrations and she begins to laugh while pushing my face back with her hands. I turn my face and pull her hands down with mine, escaping her grasp long enough to reach her face again. This time sticking my tongue out and licking her cheek.

"Oh my god!" she throws her head back, laughing a throaty laugh before looking back down at me. "That's so gross!"

I continue to move my head around with my tongue sticking out in an effort to lick her again but she pushes me back by the forehead with her hand, stopping me from doing so. Her laughter continues and I finally stop after slightly licking her again, sitting up right and picking up the remote that has fallen off my lap and on to the floor. Her laughter dies down and I smile to myself as I click on guide, browsing to see what we could watch.

"Do you want to watch anything in particular?" I ask, passing by the cooking channels.

"No, not really. You?"

"No. But we could play Call of Duty if you'd like." I suggest, continuing to pass channel after channel.

"Call of Duty?" she asks, sounding a bit confused.

"It's a video game." I say. "All you basically do is shoot people."

"Huh." she takes it in. "Yeah, sure. Why not?"

"Yeah?" I ask.

"Yeah."

"Alright." I get up and walk over to the telly, turning on my Xbox and switching the channel that the Xbox needs. I bend down to the middle drawer below the telly and pull out the game along with the controllers, stopping to think if I should take out my head piece.

"You know, I think I should take a shower first." I hear Lana say. I turn back and see her getting up off the couch. I get up too then, still holding onto the remotes and game box.

"Oh, okay." I say. "Yeah, sure."

She walks over to me and places a quick kiss on my lips.

"I'll be quick." she pulls away and I feel a squeeze on my bum. She winks at me as she begins to back away and I give her a shy smile, feeling my cheeks begin to redden.

She exits the room and I bend back over to fetch my head piece. I can play online while she's on the shower, I decide. I quickly walk back over to the couch and sit down Indian style, putting my head piece on and turning on the remote control when I hear my phone beginning to ring. I look back then, only to see Lana walking back into the living, my phone in hand.

"It started ringing when I entered your room." she tells me.

"Oh, okay." I am about to ask her who it is when she hands me the phone but upon receiving it, I immediately see the caller I.D. It's Holly.

"What happened Holly?" I ask, confused as of why she is calling me.

"Cara! I was just calling to let you know that you will actually be flying back to England for the Burberry shoot Thursday, the shoot got postponed to Saturday due to weather conditions."

"Oh, okay." I say. "Is that all?"

Lana gives me a questioning glance, as if asking who I am talking to. I brush it off, as if saying no one.

"Oh, no." she giggles. "I also wanted to let you know that the airport I booked the flight for is LAX and will be departing at 9:00 am. So please be there by at least 7:00 am. Please. You being one of the new faces of Burberry is an extremely brilliant thing, do take this seriously."

"I do Hol I do, believe me. It's still so surreal for me."

"Alright then Sweet Pea. Have fun will you?" I laugh.

"Will do Hol."

"Now the ticket will still be arriving on Monday okay?"

"Yeah okay. Alright, bye."

I hang up the call and set the phone down on the couch beside me. Huh. Getting the sense I am being looked at, I look up and see Lana looking down at me, still questioning.

"Who was that?" she asks.

"Oh just Holly, she's from my management." I answer.

"Oh." she says. "What did she want?"

I begin logging into Xbox Live and then turn to look up at Lana as everything loads, seeing she is already looking at me waiting for a response.

"She was just letting me know that I'll be leaving later than she had told me previously." I say. "And my flight time, what airport, etc."

"What airport are you going to?"

"LAX."

"LAX?" she questions.

"Yes, LAX. Why?"

She stays quite for a few moments and I have to put the game I have already begun playing on pause, just so I can make sure I hear her if she does respond.

"Well... since you're- I mean, coming to L.A anyways for the flight, why don't you come with me?" she says.

"What?" I ask surprised.

"Yeah, come with me. My manager just told me I have to go take care of something, but I'll be done with that in no time. Come with me."

I get up then, so that I am standing with Lana. In front of her so that I know I am hearing her correctly.

"To Los Angeles? As in, right now. Are you sure?"

"Yeah why not. It'll be fun. You could finally see L.A, I could show you around. And you'll be there later on for your flight. Why not just go now and save the ache of driving there alone?"

I take in what she is saying, I really do. Because if I am going to do this, I need to call Holly and let her know. I need to pack things as of now to last me past Friday and get everything in order. It would make everything a lot easier. And, I'll be with Lana. That is a win by itself.

"But, where would I stay?" I ask.

"With me." she answers simply.

I don't know.. this does seem like a good idea. A far fetched one, but a good one. And, I can spend more days with Lana....

"Alright, yeah." I finally agree. "Let's do it."

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An: Short yes I know, but I did plan on updating this sooner. On the 17, the day I went to go see Lana but I don't know what was going on with wattpad that it did not want to upload. AND YES, you read correctly. I went to go see Lana perform live at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery and it was absolutely life changing. My sins were washed away, my soul was cleansed. Thank you so much to everyone who has been kind and happy for me finally seeing one of my queens, ily all. Follow, Comment, Favorite. Xx