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Chapter 19

A/n: I just cast Ansel as Ansel elgort because that's who I keep picturing him because of the name and Tate as Evan Peters because that's who I think of when I think of the name Tate except imagine that he looks like he did when he played Kyle (if you're familiar with the show, if not, look up "Kyle AHS" and any picture that comes up where he's NOT A zombie is what I picture him as haha. So Ansel Elgort and Evan Peters aren't playing themselves, it's just how I pictured these characters xox sorry for the long a/n, I just that wanted to clarify this. Enjoy 💜

*Camila's POV*
That little shît. Why would he ask her to Homecoming? He barely knows her. Chill out, Camila. Remember, let her do what she wants because that's what love is about. Plus, if I want her to be popular, this is a big step towards it.
"Really?" I fake excitement "that's awesome!"
"Yeah. Now I guess we all have dates with football players!" She exclaims opening the trunk of her car and throwing her stuff in and I do the same because I have to leave before her to lead the way to my house.
"Meet you there" I say with a smile as I hop in the driver's seat of my car, start it up, and pull out of the parking lot.
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When we arrive at my house, I get out and walk over to Lauren's car behind me.
"You're gonna love the dress" I say. SHE CAN'T KNOW YOU OPENED IT.
"I thought it was one of the ones I ordered so I opened it. I'm sorry" I giggle.
"It's fine. You bought it after all" she smiles and we head towards the door.
I unlock it and walk to my to to retrieve the package. She opens it and holds the ruby red dress in front of her.
"Wow. Mind if I try it on?" NOT AT ALL YOU SHOULD DEFINITELY DO THAT.
"Go ahead! Bathroom's on the left"
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She comes out in the short, sleeveless dress with a sheer piece of fabric revealing her cleavage. My face begins to burn up and I have hold my jaw up. This is the most I've seen of her. I've never seen what's behind those baggy sweatshirts... So... Clearly. I've never seen so much of her revealed. I swallow hard and wipe my sweaty palms on my pants. She is the most stunning girl to ever exist and yes I use that word exclusively for her.
"What do you think?" She says lifting the hem of her skirt with her finger tips.
"I... It's it's really... It looks great! You look... Great" I am pretty much at a loss of words. I sound like an idiot.
"Thank you!" She says as I stare at the sheer fabric.
"I-I'm gonna go get changed" she says pointing back to the bathroom causing me to shake my head and hopefully the look I know is in my eyes goes away. I don't know, sometimes I can't help it. I feel my eyebrows up higher on my face, my eyes widen, and my mouth gets moister and I can't really stop myself. She is so unaware of the things she makes me feel.

Lauren emerges from the bathroom covered once again in her big gray sweater and jeans.

"Hey do you wanna watch a movie or something?" I ask. I really don't want her to leave quiet yet so I gotta make something up "You know there's a movie of The Great Gatsby Right? With Leonardo DiCaprio." I add. She probably knew why did I-

"Really? I honestly had no clue" She says. Is she being sarcastic? I doubt it.

"How could you read this book over and over and have no clue about the movie?" I joke causing us both to laugh.

"I don't know. I'm pretty out of touch with things in the world that don't have to do with books." She laughs. How could that be?

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As the movie goes on, I find that it's pretty interesting. I occasionally look over at Lauren who looks fascinated to see her favorite book coming to life before her eyes. As intriguing as the movie is, nothing is as intriguing as watching her watch it.

"I knew that when I kissed this girl, and forever wed my unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So I stopped...I stopped and I waited. I waited for a moment longer...that falling in love will change his destiny forever...and then i just let myself go.., listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete." Gatsby and Nick tell the story of Gatsby and Daisy. The screen flashes with Gatsby and Daisy. I glance over at Lauren. I wish it was that easy. I mean Gatsby just showed up in his uniform at Daisy's party and boom, he gets her. Now if Lauren were Daisy, and I were another girl showing up at the party and falling in love with her, I would have to take a lot more time. And it's sorta true. Any advance made towards her seems friendly. I'm sure she sees the silence during this love seen as nothing more than two friends watching a movie but to me, it's deathly.

"Lo, you've got a fuzz on your nose." I say lightly and giggle. There's no fuzz.

"where?" she says hoarsely, laughing back, and turning towards me. our faces are inches apart. She jerks her head back a bit in fear of being close but there is no such thing as being too close to her.

"let me get it" I say in the flirtiest voice possible with the cheekiest smile that I can manage. It's no use, but it makes me feel like I'm getting somewhere. I move my thumb lightly across the tip of her nose causing her green eyes to shoot down and follow it.

"You... you're really... you have really... nice eyes." I say in the same voice.

"You do too." Lauren says. Nobody has ever complimented my basic, dark brown eyes.

"Lauren" I laugh. "they're brown."

"Doesn't mean that they're aren't completely beautiful. when the light hits them, they turn gold. How cool is that?" she laughs. She probably thinks she's complimenting a friend but that just made my whole life. I've lived ever since I was a kid thinking there was nothing special about my brown eyes. Reading romance books about the guy falling in love with a girl's blue or hazel or green eyes. Never brown. She can't be serious though.

"You're eyes light enough to see the pupil." I laugh, trying to seem like this is platonic.

"true but yours are dark enough to get lost in" Lauren says.

Now this-this is the part in the movies- the straight movies where the guy leans in and kisses the girl and they have a passionate make out scene. But in the Camila Cabello movie that is my life, this is the part where the girl who is madly in love with a straight girl smiles and says "thanks" and they continue watching the movie like nothing happened.