"Why are you still in here, dude?! We're in a different country! Let's go shopping, or out to eat, or shopping. Did I mention shopping?" Camila giggles at Dinah. She jumps onto her bed and buries her face into the comforter, shouting into it. She has no idea what she said, but she thinks it has to do with her getting out of the room.
"Dude, why can't I sleep? I'm jetlagged. I haven't been on an airplane since... well, ever." Camila complains, hiding underneath the comforter in a vain attempt to hide away from the world.
Suddenly, she hears a door open and feels the blanket being lifted off of her body. She curls into the fetal position and whimpers pathetically, her warm body feeling the cool air coming from outside - Dinah and Sinuhe had opened the balcony doors. Next comes in Nev and Max, and then the camera crew.
"Wow, so I guess everybody is here." Camila mutters, sitting up and adjusting her shirt so her bra wasn't caught on camera. The camera crew sets up while they talk.
"You know you've been sleeping for the past day, right?" Dinah says, shaking her head at her lazy friend. Camila shrugs and yawns, stretching her limbs.
"Can I get my blanket back?" She whined, kicking her feet.
"No, not until we go outside."
"Fine... You can go outside, I'll give you a headstart. We can meet up tomorrow." Camila jokes, sticking her tongue out. She stretches once again and lays back down. She's forced up by Dinah and she sighs.
"Dude, seriously?" Max says. Camila ignores his comment. She stares into space instead. Meanwhile, the crew are waiting for her to realize that they were rolling and when she does, she blushes.
"So Camila, we're finally in Italy! Are you ready to meet your girl?" Max jokes, nudging Camila slightly. She chuckles and nods, which is weird because she's been dreading this day ever since she proposed that they went to Italy.
It's not that she doesn't want to meet her, it's just that different scenarios have swam through her head about how them meeting could go. They could fight, they could kiss, they could hug, or they could fight.
It seems that fighting is all that they have been doing, but deep down they know that neither of them want to let this relationship go, not after all of the adversity they have gone through together.
"Okay, so what do you want to today? We can go get breakfast, then go sightseeing—"
"Or go shopping." Dinah chimes in, cutting off Max who just chuckled and complied with her.
"Ooh! We can get pizza for lunch—"
"Or find Dinah an italian cutie." Dinah cuts Max off again.
"I'd rather get pizza." Camila says, everybody chuckling at her response and Dinah's pout.
"Okay, we can look for 'an italian cutie' while we're sightseeing. Let's get breakfast first."
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"That was not an italian cutie." Dinah whines, making Camila chuckle.
"I thought she was very cute—" Camila lies.
"I meant a male italian cutie."
"Oh." Camila says with disdain, looking around herself and not finding a good looking person. Considering that her girlfriend is Lauren Jauregui, her standards were set pretty high now.
"Let's just get pizza." Sinu says. On the outside, Camila shows her excitement, but on the inside, she feels let down. She wanted to meet Lauren, or atleast run into her.
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Catfish
FanfictionDear Nev And Max, There's this girl. Her name is.. well, that's the thing. I don't know her name. We met on Tumblr, her pen name being ssweet-dispositionn. Tumblr Girl, which is the nickname I've given her until further notice, claimed that she ha...