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Camila
Jack continued to text Camila throughout the night saying several words and sayings that Camila didn't want to mean anything. But Camila couldn't get herself to the point to hate Jack.
This strange feelings for Jack rose upon her and it wasn't moving.
07: 33
(theyre still in the US for touring im not gonna do the europe or where ever they are)
"Camila! It's show day!" Ally jumps around the back of the bus causing it to move a little bit. Camila never liked that feeling but she got use to it.
Camila loves show days. She loves the meet and greets she does she loves them.
She hated the fact that they only had 4 shows left, she loved touring. Camila's text tone interrupted her thoughts. She looked down on the screen to see a familiar name sje wanted to hate, Jack.
Jack 🙈:
camila
Jack 🙈:
what did i do
Camila:
jack just give me some space
Jack 🙈:
not till you tell me what i did
Jack 🙈:
look in sorry for the drunk texts i wasnt having a good day and g dragged me to a club
Camila:
thats not why
Jack 🙈:
then why
Camila:
jack i dont know if i should feel this way but i do, jack i like you and seeing those pictures lof you in that club with that random girl really hurt me
Camila just spilled her heart out to Jack, she wasn't forced to, she didn't want to, she needed to. She needed to tell him how she felt or she might never have the chance to.
Camila:
i gotta go
Camila:
show day
xx
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am i rushing the story or do you guys like it
