that's a VMA award right ?? idk i forgot oops :pp (not the cat)
Lauren Jauregui
"So, we can't go out tonight -- that's just going to be weird. Going out two nights in a row, I wouldn't do that if it were my boyfriend that's just going to be weird." Camila explains, taking off the makeup left on her face.
My phone started ringing on the other side of the room. I answered the call and pressed the phone against my ear.
"Hey, heard you were nominated for a VMA award?" Justin beamed from the other line.
"Yeah, it's for song of the year." I replied, not seeming to make a huge deal out of it.
"So, am I going to be in your acceptance speech?" Justin says cheekily.
"And what if I don't win?"
"Well," he starts, laughing a bit. "the other nominees' songs suck. I don't think you have to worry about it, babe."
"Oh," I replied flatly. "that's um -- thanks, Justin, thanks. I gotta go. Love you, bye."
Before he could say anything, I press the end button, plugging the phone back into the charger. I walked back to Camila, who continued to ramble on about the plan.
"-And Calum said that they were busy on the day of the VMA's. So, there's like no chance of getting any of the guys to go -- that's just rude."
"Yeah, okay. I get it." I stated, a little annoyed by how many times we had this conversation.
"Okay, but do you?" She crossed her leg over the other in a sassy, joking manner.
"Yeah, I think I said that the other five times." I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Heyo." Normani smiled, leaning on the door frame.
"Hi, Mani what's up?" Camila says. "Done recording yet?"
"I'm done. But Dinah isn't, so after like -- ten, twenty minutes or so, it'll be your turn to record, Mila." Normani said with a shrug. "But I'm going out for McDonald's, want anything?"
"Fries, please." I answer.
"A happy meal." Camila requests. "I haven't eaten all day."
"You literally just ate a bag of Doritos." I comment, laughing.
"Oh, shut up! You ate most of them." Camila defended, refusing to believe that she had eaten an entire bag by herself.
"Okay, see ya." Normani waved goodbye, heading out of the studio.
"Okay, back to what we were talking about."
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I told her about Rena. More of, Luke and Rena. About Nia, about how she and Calum just recently broke up, and how she's making her band live through hell because of it, (or as Miranda said "Satan herself, our drummer.") How Rena egged Arzaylea's (what kind of name is that, though) house. How she's going to kick me in the ass sometime soon if this project continues.
"Well, Reuben better back off. And they both have issues. They should be in a mental hospital." Camila huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "And how long have you been keeping his from me?"
"When was the ROWYSO concert?"
"Two weeks ago.."
"Then two weeks."
"We're going to the show tonight." Camila says confidently. "Those girls don't know the war they just started."
"They haven't done anything yet."
"Yet?!" She raised her eyebrows, rolling her eyes in annoyance. "So what? We're just going to wait for them to egg our tour bus? Steal our make-up? Mess with things backstage? They -- or more importantly Rena sent you a threat already, which should be taken as a bloody red flag!"
I shut my eyes, hoping that with that something would calm down, maybe the tension in the room. I exhaled slowly, "You hang out with Perrie too much."
"Lauren, I'll go alone if I have to. I going to strike, not just sit there like an idiot waiting for them to mess with us!"
A sigh escaped my lips, "Then go alone."
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LAUREN WYD M8
Camila can't go alone she's dead bye. lol no I'm not killing her in this book, too.
ily em xx
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Fanfiction"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.
