Run (Sequel to Broken Walls)// L.T. *AU* *On Hold*

•Chapter 11: Serendipity•

^The song above is purely beautiful.
I just really like this gif (Luke and Cam)
Enjoy the update!
-Jess x
P.s. THIS IS NOT GOING TO TURN INTO A 5SOS FANFIC. IM NOT TRYING TO, THEY JUST MAKE THE STORY LINE GO ALONG. OKAY? Okay.

Status: Edited

Camilla P.O.V.

The bell chimes off the walls when I enter the dark store, sunglasses limiting my vision, only making it look darker. Travis is behind the counter, filling shelves with various bracelets on the counter. His head lifts to see me and he smiles when I hold out my application. He walks from behind the counter and grabs it from my hands, which I then stuff in my pockets.

"So you really are interested huh?" He raises an eyebrow, like he figured I wouldn't come at all.

"Truly, yes. I know I was supposed to bring it in yesterday, but due to some uh, circumstances I had to bring it today. I hope that's okay." I speak hopefully and he nods, smiling wider.

"It's totally fine. Just lets me know your dedicated." He sets the application on the counter and enters something into the computer that's there.

"So, I have a class that I have to get to right now, but thank you for giving me this opportunity. It means a lot to me." I cock my head a bit smiling, and he just nods.

"What time can you come in for an interview tomorrow?" He runs his fingers over the hair chuffed on his chin and clicks the mouse, waiting for a response.

"Well I have soccer practice at 3:00, so does 6:00 work?" I dig my hands in my pockets and toy with my phone, as he types into the computer.

"Yeah that's fine. You seem a bit... tired, so I'll let you go get to class." He smirks and waves me away, and I roll my eyes, walking toward the exit.

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Maybe a little white lie was told to Chad, but I still needed time to get ready to actually get ready for class. My eyes are still red and puffy from last night, black bags forming under each one. My hair is no better, forming knots and my face feels so greasy, it makes me disgusted. Today is going to be absolutely horrible.

When I get back to the dorm, Eliza runs past me, a bagel in hand and music is blasting through the kitchen. 'Riptide' by Vance Joy wafts throughout the area, and Jack is having an in depth conversation with her about where their first class is located. They are both already dressed, outfits to perfection, and it's still an hour before we even need to get to class.

I hate morning people.

I huff and kick off my shoes, but don't take off my beanie until I'm securely in the bathroom. I wash my face with my cleanser, and brush through my hair, putting it into a ponytail. I make sure to brush my teeth for the second time this morning, and then I apply as much concealer that I can manage to cover the bags under my eyes. Before I can apply the rest of my makeup, a solid knock echoes through the bathroom and my hand freezes.

"Who is it?"

"I have to get ready." His accent is thick and I roll my eyes, setting the mascara back on the counter. I lean over and open the door, putting a hand on my hip.

"That didn't answer my question Lucifer." I raise an eyebrow at him and he pushes past me, grabbing for his toothbrush. I pick up the mascara and continuing applying it to my lashes.

"You don't need that you know." Luke speaks as he squeezes the toothpaste on the bristles. I shrug and he huffs, beginning to brush his already white teeth.