Camila's POV
Then i saw her.
Dinah started telling me gossips about her co-worker that was flirting with her everyday but i couldn't clear out any word that she was saying because i was too busy looking at the woman ever since she left their booth on the far back of the club. One moment she was laughing with her friends and the next second she was just staring on the her drink in deep thoughts, i guess she got irritated and stood up probably leaving. wait leaving.. she can't leave. I haven't talked to her yet. Fuck. I panicked inside but still kept an eye on the pale woman.
She was wearing a white blouse with 3 buttons popped open that showed her cleavage perfectly well and black slacks which hugged her ass fully and black stilettos. The outfit was not suited for a nightclub so i guess she went straight to this club after work. I think she felt that someone was following her moves and stopped at the middle of the sweaty crowd and looked around the venue searching for somebody which i hope was me. She turned her head towards the bar from here i can already tell that she found what she was looking for and looking right at me, eyeing me from top to bottom while i do the same thing to her observing her facial features getting familiar with every single part of it. The stage lights hit her face once and i got a pretty nice view of the woman's eyes from where i was sitting at, She has a precious eyes that was Jade like and i've never seen piercing green eyes like hers before. I was mesmerize with her features that it left me lost for a moment. I hope she was too.
"Mila, you're not even listening!" Dinah exclaimed way too loudly making me realize that the alcohol in her system is finally taking over. To be honest, Dinah was talking to me the whole time but i didn't bother to listen to all of it right now especially when i'm looking at a beauty like this woman.
"Not now, Dinah" I said and forming an excuse inside my head but couldn't. My mind is still occupied by the mysterious woman that's still eyeing me from afar
"Okay fuck let's go back to our booth then" Dinah groaned that made the guy next to her shocked and dropped his glass on the floor. A sound of glass shattering took me out of the trance while Dinah on the other hand grabbed my wrist and dragged me back to our booth, i tried to tell her that i need to go back to the bar but she was not letting it pass this time. I sighed way too loudly after we arrived at the booth once again dunking all the contents of the drink i have left into my mouth to get my mind of the woman for a while.
Soon as Dinah started talking to Tori, our friend who we called to come with us tonight. I decided to excuse myself to go to the restroom to get myself look presentable once again and hoping that when i leave this booth i'll encounter her once more.
Soon as i entered the restroom, two women was fixing themselves in front of the mirror the other one was reapplying her lipstick while the other one was taking a mirror selfie.. who does mirror selfie nowadays though? I chuckled and proceeded inside the stall located at the far back of the room. Thank goodness the two women fixing themselves made their way out when i say inside because they would just piss me off by their actions. Another woman entered the room when i leaned down to wash my hands on the sink, My phone started ringing i think but then when i checked my purse it wasn't mine. Oh maybe it was hers. The ringing stopped and i decided to look up on who the unknown woman was and i couldn't believe my own eyes.
It's her. Well shit if this isn't my lucky night then i don't know what is
I slowed down my movements to hang for a little bit just in time for her to drop the call in a few moments.
"Hello?"
"Uhh who is this exactly?"
"Oh hey what's up?"
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Acquainted (Camren)
FanfictionThey fucked. Lauren is an Architect with a pretty fucked up schedule which made it hard for her to date... and also her lifestyle isn't that good for someone to date her. Camila is an Editor on a magazine company with a pretty fucked up life, fucke...