"We'll do it." Those three words triggered the start of this entire adventure. It's amazing how those three words meant so much to this.
Why Luke agreed?
Beats me.
Did I take anyone's advice?
No one gave me any.
I chewed the strawberry gum ball, slicing it between my teeth as Greene added even more to the plan.
"Make sure you are seen with Calum and Camila, that'll get more attention."
"Wear his shirts."
"Quote his lyrics."
"Like his tweets and Instagram pictures."
"Don't post pictures of you two together, you know the drill."
The new additions were stupid, no doubt. Luke and I already confirmed it to the paparazzi, and were seen together. There was no need to be so secretive about it, people knew already.
Camila was beginning to lose faith in the project. One, she hated lying, especially to the fans. Two, Dinah's friendship with her has loosened since the whole Calum thing (which they still haven't explained to me yet, like what the hell guys).
Luke awkwardly stood looking at his suitcase for something for me to take.
To be honest here, Luke is really protective of his clothing.
Like, really protective.
It's been about half an hour and he still hasn't chosen anything. He continued to grab shirts out, mumble things, then fold them back into the suitcase.
"I don't have all day, you know." I said to him, watching as he turned to me, frowning.
"I just really like these clothes."
"You sound like a girl, just-" I picked up a flannel lying on the ground by the couch. "I'll take this."
"That's Calum's." He said, flicking it out of my grasp. Putting it on the couch neatly, he turned back. "He, uh, doesn't like people touching his stuff."
"Mhmm, sure." I rolled my eyes. "Luke, I have a concert in two hours, hurry up."
"Okay, okay just-" he grabbed the first thing that happened to be on top of his pile of clothes. "here, I guess."
I looked down at it, smiling slightly.
A leather jacket.
"Perfect, see you later." I waved goodbye, walking toward the room where Camila was waiting on Calum. She was sitting on a stool as Calum looked at difference clothing items.
Basically, these boys have problems with their clothes.
"You too, I'm guessing." I walked into the room.
"I thought I had issues." She mumbled, looking at Calum, who was paying no attention to the conversation we were having at all. Just looking at through his clothes.
"Well, we have to go about now." I said, turning to Calum. "Hey, just pick up something and give it to her. You can survive without one item."
He looked up at me, confusion striking first. "When did you get in here?"
"Oh my god." Camila sighed, walking toward the two of us. She knelt down and picked up a black snapback lying on the ground. She looked at it for a second, then put it on back facing front.
"Okay, there."
"Wait -are you sure? I -uh,-" he was cut off by another one of Camila's sighs.
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"Let's go, Lauren."
-
"Those boys are -"
"Different." I finished. "Very, very different."
"Not the bad kind." I continued. "Just, not the good kind either."
Camila sighed, looking out the window. "After the project, do you think we're gonna stop talking to them?"
"That is completely on topic."
"Lauren, it's just-"
"We might, if we manage to forge a friendship." I replied, hope still rising in me.
"And if someone manages not to get in the way."
- HI WASSUP
I'm sorry for not updating pls don't hate me! I ended the last chapter awkwardly and I didn't know where to pick up from there so Rena and Lauren's conversation is completely unknown to all of us!
After 2 chapters, there will be a Q&A, so get ready! (actually MAYBE, I'm not so sure yet)
