lost // n.m [COMPLETED/SEQUEL OUT]

0.2

                  <<her POV>>

"Nate, I would like to, but I don't even know you." she said truthfully. "That's why we should exchange numbers so I can get to know you better babe." he said. She blushed a little at his nickname for her.

After a couple of more tries, she finally gave in. She put her name as 'C' and he put his name as 'Hottie' in each other's phone. She laughed at his name for her, but he frowned at her name for him.

She looked at him with worry. "What's wrong?" she asked him. He shook his head. "I just thought that you would put your name in." he said. She laughed. "Well, I put the first letter, so you can find out the rest." she smirked.

He groaned. "Do you have Instagram? Twitter? MySpace? Anything?" he asked. She just laughed again at his questions. "Instagram and Twitter that has my name and last name." she said to give him hints.

He stopped to think about what her name would be. He took out his phone and went onto Instagram. He typed in 'C ' and found certain accounts. He looked at one in particular. "Do you smoke?" he asked her.

She nodded her head. "Is your name Cameron?" he asked. She shook her head no. "You're right on the Cam part though. Just 3 letters short." she said. He rubbed his chin. "Camila?" he asked.

She was shocked. He finally got her name. She nodded her head slowly. He smirked. "Finally Miss Camila Mendes." he said smirking again. She glared at him. "You never told me your last name, so what is it?" she asked him.

He smiled. "My last name is Maloley. Nate Maloley." he said. "That's a nice last name. Better than mines." she said. He shook his head. "Your last name is better. Mendes is better than Maloley." he said. She laughed and shook her head no.

"So tell me about your self." he said. "Like what?" she asked. She didn't want to tell him anything because she knew she still didn't trust him. "Like what school do you go to, favorite tv show, why you go to this spot when there's better spots around, why you have your initials carved into the wall." he said.

She sighed. He isn't that bad she thought. "Okay, I go to Millard West High School, American Horror Story is my favorite tv show, I have always been at this spot since I was little because I found this when I was running away from.. someone, and I carved my initials on the wall to remember where my spot was." she told him.

He looked pity for her. All he saw was a sad girl wanting to get out of this world. "Now, tell me about you." she said. "Well.."

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Chapter 2! Wow, this may be short, but this took me a day to write this because I couldn't find any ideas. Sorry if this book doesn't make sense. Also, tell me if you think this is going to fast alright?

Crystal :)