The Beginning

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"Is it weird that I just have a desire to change something? To do something important ?" I asked as I was lying on the sand on a breezy summer night, next to one of my closest friends Morgan.
"Well Camila, summer just started so there's lots of time for that" she answered.

My life, the life of Karla Camila Cabello, has not been interesting.I live in Miami with one sister, Sofia, and both my parents. Although I was born in Cuba, I moved to Mexico and then my family found its way here, but my Spanish tongue has been with me forever. 15 years old and I don't know what to do with my life. I just got out of school and so far nothing. I said my good byes to Morgan and planned to meet up with her again tomorrow at the beach Boardwalk.

I went home, brushed my teeth, put on my pj's and said good night to my family. And I fell asleep not knowing what was gonna change.

-----------------------------------------The next morning, I woke up around 7:30 to get a good start to the day and go to the beach while no one is there. It pained me to get out of bed that early because I am a late sleeper.
As I put on my bathing suit, I called Morgan but went to voicemail. She was probably still asleep and forgot about going.

Considering that I lived on the coast of Florida, the walk to the beach was about 10 minutes. As soon as I got there, I thought I could take a swim before I called Morgan again.

The beach was one of my favorite places to be. I felt at ease and as if all my worries slipped away.

After swimming for about 15 minutes, I walked back out and see that I got a text from Morgan.

"Hey can't make it. Jenny needs help with something. Sorry"

Although I've always been friends with Morgan, her best friend was Jenny, who might I add... Hates me.

I dried myself off and headed towards the boardwalk. I made it a routine to always walk the length of the boardwalk before heading home.

I decided to feed the birds while sitting on a bench and before I knew it it was already 1 o'clock. I had to head home.

As I was walked back to the entrance, a boy on a bicycle was seen to be dropping papers before hitting the handle on my hip. Being the weak little girl I am, this slight hit caused me to loose my balance and fall on the hard wooden deck.

"Are you alright?"

I looked up to see a set of frowning green eyes and curly hair. Three simple words and I picked up an accent.

"If you consider falling on my butt alright, then I guess you could say I am." I responded

I could feel the heat in my cheeks due to the interaction with a person of the opposite gender. It's silly but I blush super easily.

"Really sorry about that. I realized I was sort of riding like a madman."

I felt myself giggle and look around for anything to not keep eye contact with this boy. Behind him, I found loose sheets of paper that I remember to be his.

"You dropped your papers" I said before he ran to catch them.

When we collected all of them, I saw a name written in messy handwritten.
Harry Styles

I handed them back to him receiving a thank you from who I assumed to be Harry.

I nodded and didn't know what else to do so I walked away when I caught him repairing me with his eyes.

At the end of the board walk, the wind dragged a price of what I thought was trash on my leg.
I opened it up to see the same name with song lyrics on them.

Harry Styles
Have You Ever Really Loved a Woman.



Hey, so I'm sorry it took like 7 months to write this (whoops) but I kind of lost interest in writing and just read A BUNCH of other fanfics in wattpad... So now I have nothing to read so I just started up again. Please excuse the typos there's, a lot,and I just wanted to test this out again. Tell me if you're interested and trust me when I say I have a really big plot set up for this I just need to see if anyone is willing to stick with it.

Ps. This is my first story ever so I'm rally sorry if it sucks.

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