((Okay, so this is more like a filler so it's gonna be short. Don't hate me for this one.))
Harry's POV
I don't accept I'm the way I am. I can't be. I never thought I would be... like this. It was an accident in that goddamn party that made this... thing grew in me. So I told Camila. Not about this. I told Camila about Lauren and him. Lauren is my friend, but I need Camila's help. I told her everything and shit... I added a few lies. Well, not lies. Just what I've been suspecting, nothing proved but still, very possible.
"You're lying." Camila said, trying to convince herself. Her eyes were full with tears.
"I'm sure it's true." I lied "Mila, don't cry." I said and wrapped my arm on her waist, giving her a side hug. She hugged me and buried her face on my neck. I felt her tears on my skin. Does this makes me a monster?
Lauren's POV
"Where are u? I'm truly sorry Camzi." I texted Camila and lay back on the couch. I would be worried but I knew she was hanging out with Harry so she was safe. Harry is my body guard, a little bit nosey but still... my best friend. I kept staring at my phone, waiting for her to call me back or at least send me a text. When I realized that wasn't going to happen I had an idea. I got up and went upstairs to take a shower and to make myself pretty. I put her favorite sweater on and some jeans and went downstairs to make her dinner. My parents were going to spend the night on my grandma so I could something really romantic.
Wait. I'm not even a good cooker. I ordered a giant pepperoni pizza and brought a lot of pillows and blanket and put it all on the tv room's floor. I organized it and made a fort of pillows, full with blankets, just for me and Camila. When they delivered the pizza I took it to tv's room table and done. Camila, you can come home now.
The bell rang and I excitedly opened the door. There she was. My baby.
"I got a surprise for you. It's pizza, also known as my apologies." I said and put my hands on her neck, bringing her close so I could kiss her. She smacked my hand away and walked in right pass through me.
"Camz! Don't play hard to get!" I chuckled.
"Go to hell, Lauren." . I grabbed her wrist and pulled her. She looked at me right in the eyes and I knew something was wrong. Her face was swollen and her eyes were red, she's been crying.
"Baby..." I started but she cut me off.
"How long did you think you would keep up with this and I wouldn't find out? And what the hell is all this?!" She said pointing to the tv room "I know everything! Using me to make Chase jealous? Fuck you Lauren!" She said and gave me a last glare before starting to go up the stairs.
"What the fuck? Using you? Making Chase jealous?!" I yelled following her upstairs. My face was red, I was so fucking pissed. What the hell is happening. "Who the fuck told you that?" I asked grabbing her wrist before she could go inside her room.
"It doesn't matter who told me. What matters is it's true. And keep your hands away from me!"
"That's is not true! I don't even like Chase anymore. I never did!"
"So why do you hate him so much, huh?! Just because he didn't want you?" Camila spat. She had anger in her eyes. I never thought Camila could be like this. She obviously didn't know the whole story about me and Chase. We dated, yes. That's all? No, it's a long story with a fucked up break up. I let go of her wrist. I didn't know what to say. I she said was like poison to me. Me and Chase's break up was something that I didn't talk about it's been a long time. It felt as it was still very recent and that Camila just poked the bruise who was so close to heal. Ironic, she was the one who was healing it and now she was the one that made it all worse.
"That's what I thought." She said blankly and shut the door on my face.
A/N: I'm gonna let you guys guess what's wrong with Harry and what's up with Lauren and Chase (: Love youuu. - Poop aka Anne
