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15

- three months later
Camila
"Tell them we can't make it." Normani sighed through the phone. I put my hands on my baby bump - rubbing it with the palm of my hands.  Ally sat next to me - rubbing my back. Lauren had her arms crossed, leaning back on the wall
"Thanks. Bye." Normani hung up, putting her phone in her back pocket. She faced me, and slouched her shoulders.
"We need to tell people." Dinah told me.
"I already told you. Go ahead!" I snapped at her.
"It's not my business -"
I got up and grabbed my phone. I unlocked it, and went on Twitter.
@Camilacabello97: My loves. I know we haven't done interviews, performances, etc. I'm so, so sorry. This is because something terrible has happened to me, and the effect caused me to become pregnant. I am currently five months pregnant, and no this is not a joke. I'm sorry that I haven't told any of you guys, I was scared. Yes, I am keeping the baby. Yes, fifth harmony is taking a break, but we are NOT done with this group. And yes, me and Nash are still together. I'm sorry if this upsets you, but please be supportive. Love you all - Camila 💙
I locked my phone, and sighed. The girls gave me confused looks.
"Look on my Twitter." I told them. They did as I said, and I saw their eyes scroll, reading the txt. They looked up, and Ally was crying, since she was emotional.
"We're not done with this group, girls." Lauren wiped under her eyes. They put us in a group hug, while I tried to hold the tears. The front door of Lauren's apartment opened, causing us girls to break the hug. Nash placed the groceries down, taking off his coat, which was wet, because of the rain.
"I read what you wrote on Twitter." He gave me a small smile. I stood up, and walked over to him, embracing him in a hug.
He rubbed my back, sighing in the crook of my neck.
"Ugh.." I backed away, holding my stomach.
"What's wrong?" Nash asked, concerned.
"Nothing. The baby just kicked." I lightly chuckled.
"Can- can I feel?" He asked, holding his hand out. I nodded, smiling. At the corner of my eye, I saw the girls standing next to us, holding there phones out, taking pictures.
Nash knelt down, smiled at my baby bump, while I smiled down at him.
"Mila?" I heard one of the girls call my name. I look to my side, and Ally smiled.
"When do you get to see if it's a girl or boy?" She asked.
"Next week." I smiled.
"Txt us as soon as you know." Normani gave me a small smile. I nodded, feeling Nash rubbing my back.
"I need to pee." I lightly chuckled, walking to Lauren's bathroom.
Nash
"How do you feel?" Dinah asked, referring to Camila being pregnant.
"Good." I honestly answered her. "I hope that when we're older, We'll get married, and we'll have a kid of our own. Preferably a boy." I smiled. "But, I'll care and love that baby as if it's my own."
They were all in awe, until Camilla came back. "I always have to pee." She groaned.
I patted my lap, and she walked over to me and say down.
"Aren't I heavy? I mean, you have two people on your lap." She lightly laughed.
"Light as a feather." I laid my head on her shoulder.
"Well, we're gonna go, we'll see you soon." The girls, except for Lauren, walked past us waving at us then at the baby. They walked out the door, leaving us three alone.
"I never asked.." Lauren started. "Where have you, Camila, been staying?"
"With Nash, he recently got his own two bedroom condo. It's nice." She smiled.
"Not to be negative, but what if you two don't work out." She smiled, nervously.
"That's why I have you." Camila gave her a cheeky smile. "But, I will look into condos or apartments, if and when that is needed."
She nodded, laying down on the couch.
"I'm tired. Let's go." Camila got up from my lap, then grabbed her purse and phone.
"By Lolo." She gave Lauren a side hug, while I waved to her. We walked out, quickly walking to the car, not trying to get soaked from the rain. We got in the car, and I quickly turned on the heat.
"I'm excited to find out the gender." Camila smiled, placing her hand on her belly, smiling down at it.
"Me too." I smiled, backing up from the apartment complex.