Never Say Never

Chapter 1

Note: Camila is twenty-three, Lauren is early forties and Leo is three.
This story is converted.
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Picture you're the queen of everything
Far as the eye can see
Under your command
I will be your guardian when all is crumbling
Steady your hand

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Camila's phone rings just as she's shoving the last bite of her breakfast bear claw into her mouth.

Scrambling for the buzzing device and cursing when she gets powdered sugar all over the screen, she frowns when she sees the unknown number flashing across the screen, but shrugs and presses the green button anyway.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is this Camila? Camila Cabello?" The voice is unfamiliar, and Camila wonders if this was just another random woman trying to sell her car insurance, hovers her thumb over the end call.

"Yep, speaking."

"I'm calling about a nanny job?" Camila's breath catches – she'd only been in New York City for two weeks, and hadn't expected any calls about a job anytime soon. "You sent in your resume? My boss would very much like to talk to you about filling the position."

"Seriously?" It sounds too good to be true – she's living in her dream city just two streets over from her sister, and she's already being offered a job she's reasonably sure that she won't hate?

Maybe she would've tried to graduate from college earlier if she'd known that this was what was waiting for her on the other side.

"Seriously," Camila could hear the smile in the voice on the other end of the line. "Would you be willing to meet for an interview tomorrow morning? Say, 10:15?"

"Absolutely," Camila quickly agrees. "What's the address?"

"Jauregui Corp. Plaza, fortieth floor."

"I'm sorry," Camila says, stomach doing a funny little flip. "Jauregui Corp. Plaza, as in the Jauregui Corp. Plaza? As in Lauren - "

"Jauregui?" The woman fills in. "You did send in your resume for this job, right?"

"I... yeah. I just... didn't think I'd ever hear back."

"Well, you are," comes the cheerful reply. "Just let them know at the front desk what you're there for, and if there's any problems, feel free to call me back on this number."

"O-okay."

"See you tomorrow!" The line clicks, and Camila drops the phone from her ear and then stares at it for one long moment, wondering if that was all just a dream.

Because surely, surely, there was no way that Lauren Jauregui, queen of all media and Camila's long-time crush, would have read her resume, out of the countless others she must have to go through, and decided that she was the one for the job.

Her.

Camila Cabello

She'd sent her resume in as almost a joke, because she'd thought there was no chance in hell that she'd get it – Lauren Jauregui could probably hire the most expensive, experienced nanny in the city, so why is she interested in her?

Camila can barely believe it.

It's only then that it really dawns on her that tomorrow she's going to be meeting the woman herself – to potentially be working for the woman herself, the woman that had practically been her idol whilst she'd been growing up, the woman that had pretty much singlehandedly made Camila realize she was gay when she was fourteen – and oh, god, she's going to throw up.