Chapter 1

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Camila's POV

It was a sunny Friday afternoon and I was walking to pinkberry. I had just finished getting ready for the 5SOS concert and meet and greet. I was getting scared because I was walking alone in the sketchy part of LA, which is everywhere, jkjk.

I saw a hooded male figure walk out of an alley and towards me. I started walking faster and faster. He ran up and grabbed me. I screamed, kicked, bit, and cried. He threw me into his van. I lost home. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die at 17 not even 18. I heard a loud bang and a blue haired teen opened the door. He picked me up and ran with me to his car. I stopped crying and looked at his face. MICHAEL FREAKING CLIFFORD JUST SAVED MY LIFE!!!! "Are you okay?" he asked. I shook my head and pointed to my arm. When he threw me in the van I hit my arm on the floor and it hurt like a mf. "I'm taking you to the hospital he said and put me in the passenger seat. He got in the car and sped to the hospital. "What your name?" he asked. "Camila." I said. "I'm Michael!" he said with his cute accent. "I know!" I said and giggle. that's when reality hit me like a freaking train. I started crying. Michael Clifford just save my life, I am in his car, and he's taking me to the hospital. "Are you okay?" he asked. I nodded and he took my hand.

We pulled up to the hospital and he carried me inside. "I NEED HELP RIGHT NOW I THINK SHE HAS A BROKEN ARM!" Michael screamed. They took me out on a stretcher and I went into a room.

-magical 40 minute time skip-

"She has a broken arm, a fractured ankle, and a bruised rib." the doctor said. Michael had a worried look on his face. "Will she be okay? does she need crutches? can she walk?" He asked. "She will be okay. she needs crutches for two weeks and she should be able to get out of bed tomorrow." the doctor said and walked out of the room. Michael saw my phone on the table next to me. He took it, placed my finger on the home button, and started Doing something. He handed me my phone and I saw that he put his number in. I looked up an he winked at me.

I went onto Instagram and saw that he posted a pic of me in the hospital bed. "Hoping this beautiful girl gets better. We love you @camilagonzales" I put down my phone and Michael grabbed my hand. "Gets some rest." he said and kissed me cheek.

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