Push Play ( Camila/you & Lauren/you)

Chapter 7

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The rest of the night consisted of Lauren, Vero, Keana and I dancing and taking pictures. Finally at around 2 a.m. I drop off the girls at there hotel and drive home with only one thing on my mind, Camila.

Your Point of View

When I got home at quietly opened the door trying not to wake anyone up. I took off my heels and walked up to my room after grabbing a water bottle. I slid my dress off and change into Nike swearpants and one of my merchandise shirts. I turned off the lights and crawled into my bed. Once again the only thing occupying my mind was Camila. I had never felt a feeling this strong in such a short amount of time. But Camila was different she was special and she had already left her mark on me, even if she didn't mean to.

After hours of tossing and turning in my bed I quietly sang out "I want you here with me, Like how I pictured it".

More lyrics quickly came to mind.I got out of my bed and looked through my desk drawers looking for a notebook. I sat at the edge of my bed scribbling lyrics that flowed out of me. I looked at my guitar contemplating whether I should pick it up or not.

My dad was wrong about my dreams, I was successful and was very well off with amazing people supporting me. Although I did not become a successful singer/songwriter I still had people who loved me and my videos. I looked at the guitar once more and slowly walk towards it as if I were to make a noise it would run, it didn't. I looked at the beautiful guitar my father gave me 3 years ago. I stroked the strings and a slightly off tune noise came out. I smiled and cleaned the dust off and held it by the neck. I decided to head up to the roof which was flat and had an old but clean mattress on it. I went out to my balcony and climbed up to the roof. I sat on the matress and began to play the guitar once again after some years. The feeling was amazing, it was as if the guitar and I had became one once again. I began to feel chills down my back and I smile. A tear fell on my hand as I just randomly strung the guitar. The fact I was playing the guitar my father gave me reminded me of how much a missed my family. I hadn't actually gone home to see them since last summer. My brother was now eight, and my mother was officially divorced from my father who became more of an alcoholic. I made a mental note to visit them soon.

"One day you'll come into my world and say it all" I sing while strumming my guitar.

I looked at the guitar's neck making sure I placed my finger on the correct spot and quietly sang out loud.

"One day you'll come into my world and say it all
You say we'll be together even when you're lost
One day you'll say these words
I've thought but never said
You say we're better off together in our bed

I want you here with me
Like how I pictured it
So I don't have to keep imagining

Come on, jump out at me
Come on, bring everything
Is it too much to ask for something great?

The script was written and I could not change a thing
I want to rip it all to shreds and start again
One day I'll come into your world and get it right
I'll say we're better off together here tonight

I want you here with me
Like how I pictured it
So I don't have to keep imagining

Come on, jump out at me
Come on, bring everything
Is it too much to ask for something great?

I want you here with me
Like how I pictured it
So I don't have to keep imagining

Come on, jump out at me
Come on, bring everything
Is it too much to ask for something great?

I want you here with me
Like how I pictured it
Is it too much to ask for something great?

You're all I want
So much it's hurting
You're all I want
So much it's hurting"

Although Camila and I had just met, all I wanted was for her to be with me in my bed. Not sexually but just me holding her, whispering in her ear while playing with her hair, warm and cuddled up. All I wanted was to hold her and kiss her lips and every part of her perfect olive skin. I had never felt such an instant connection with anyone else, I was falling for her. Although I knew she did want me like I wanted her in the back of my mind I hoped she would randomly come back to me and tell me she felt the same. I wanted her to tell me that she didn't regret that kiss, that all she was thinking about was that kiss. I wanted her to be mine.

The sun began to rise which meant in was about 6 hours after midnight and I smiled whipping the tears that managed to slip out of my wet eyes. I decided to take out my phone and take a picture of the colorful sunset and post it on Instagram and Twitter with the caption 'you're all I want, so much it's hurting'.

I decided to lay back down on the mattress and sleep for a couple hours. When I woke up I looked at my phone, to not only see it was now 1:30 p.m. but also to see a text from my kick boxing instructor.

I quickly get in my car after drinking my fruit smoothie and granola bar and drive to my the gym for kick boxing. When I walked in I met up with my other YouTube friends, Bethany Mota, Lisa Cimorelli, and Connor Franta.

"Way to show up late, (Y/N) " Cimorelli said as I walked in.

"Hey Lisa shut it!" I said jokingly "I was up late last night" I countered back with a chuckle.

"Hey missy your late again!" Bethany exaggerated the last word.

"I'll start coming to class on time as soon as Connor comes out of the closet" I say nudging his arm.

"Well you only have one foot out the closet, (Y/N)" He quickly says to me. It wasn't a lie, I wasn't completely out yet. The only people that new were the YouTube community, so celebrities like Austin & the girls and my family of course. It's not like I was afraid of what my fans thought of me, I honestly just never felt the need to tell them.

"Well you got me there, but I'll tell my fans soon" I say with a smile and then drawing my attention to the instructor.

After Two hours of intense work outs I felt my phone vibrate, it was a text from Andrea asking if I wanted any underware from Victoria's Secret because they were having a sale but about an hour ago Lauren text me.

From 'Green Eyed Jauregui 👀💚': hey! We are on our way to the next venue, Pennsylvania:( but you should come to one of our concerts I'll make sure you get good tickets.

To 'Green Eyed Jauregui 👀💚': haha good to know... I promise I'll come to one, no matter how far. Sorry I would have answered before I was working out.

From 'Green Eyed Jauregui 👀💚': pictures or it didn't happen

To 'Green Eyed Jauregui 👀💚': haha what?

From 'Green Eyed Jauregui 👀💚': Gym pictures or it didn't happen

I send her a mirror picture of me in a sports bra and swearpants and laugh at the fact that she wanted pictures.

Later that week I sat on my bed and recorded my self sing the song from before which I titled "Something Great" I had to retake the video at least 20 times because I was so nervous. I was nervous because I hadn't posted a video of myself singing since I moved out to California. A million things raced through my head from 'what if my fans don't like it' to 'did I sing the words correctly' but what I was most nervous about was Camila. What if she hears this song and think I'm even more pathetic for writing a song about her. Camila still hadn't reached out to me, and thinking about it made my stomach hurt. So after hours of constant fighting in my head I posted it up my YouTube channel and hoped for the best.

I began to pack my suitcase, because whether Camila likes it or not she's going to see me.

AUTHORS NOTE: Hey guys! I'm sorry for the lack of updates, I have had midterms and essays to write! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter... I'm writing the next chapter as soon as I post this so if I see you guys liked this chapter I'll post it soon. THANKS FOR ALL THE VOTE(: I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH.