Catfish

One Of These Nights

•Camila•

"Can you believe that? I'm not gonna dump her or anything–" I rant, pacing in Nev and Max's room, Dinah taking a nap on their couch.

"Okay, to be fair, you do push her aside a lot." Max says from the bed, adjusting his camcorder to focus on me.

"Yeah, I know, but that doesn't mean I'll do it now. We've actually gotten to know each other, and I really don't want to let us go." I say honestly, pouting for no reason.

"Wait, what?" Nev says all of a sudden. We direct our attention towards him.

"What?" I ask, wondering what he was asking.

"You really don't want your relationship with Lauren to end?" He asks, standing up and looking at me weirdly.

I sigh, rake a hand through my hair, and say a simple, "No." feeling satisfied by the fact that I don't want to let Lauren go.

Nev and Max share a look, and I can't tell why. They then turn to me, looking upset and disappointed and I wonder if it's my fault.

"Camila, we have to tell you something."

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"I can't believe they're leaving." Dinah says from beside me, slowly eating her donut. I sniff, nodding my head and pushing my breakfast away.

"Did they say why?"

"Yeah, their manager said that MTV insisted that they should have enough footage." I say quietly. "But I don't want to talk about them right now, I still can't shake what Normani said to me."

"Gurl, let's just forget about everyone and eat. I know how much you love to eat." She says nervously, stuffing the rest of her donut in her mouth, quickly grabbing another one.

"What's up with you?" I say nonchalantly, knowing that whatever was making her nervous wouldn't be revealed so easily if I asked forcefully.

"Nothing gurl, just hungry is all." She mumbles around her donut. I nod, not expecting to hear what she says next.

"Okay, so I might have given Lauren the same best friend speech too–" she begins, and I gasp, "but it was before you guys became closer during this trip." She finishes quickly, wincing automatically.

"I can't– why would you–"

"Camila, let's be honest, you have been these past few months, and everyone knew it was her fault. It was because of her that you shut everyone out and–"

"No! Haven't you been listening to me this entire time? I'm serious about this now and– you can't bash on my girlfriend like that!" I say, quickly moving away from her.

"Camila, just please listen to me, I'm on your side."

"There are no sides, just us. We are one side." I say, heading towards the door. I leave without another word.

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"I think you were being a bit harsh, babe." Lauren says, running her hands through my hair slowly. I groan and push her away.

"Stop calling me that."

"What, babe? Do you want to be called something else? Like princess," she says, slowly trudging over to me, "baby, queen, or baby girl?" When she reaches me, she squeezes me and I giggle.

"I don't like your pet names, they're so demeaning."

"Maybe so, but what do you want me to call you?"

"Camila." I say, pouting when she quickly lets go of me.

"Okay then, Camila, why are you here with me when you could be saying goodbye to Nev and Max, or apologizing to Dinah?"

"I'm saying goodbye to them tomorrow at the airport. I would invite you but then the paparazzi would show up and then it would be weird. Like the camera crew would film them knowing how they love to record everything." I mumble, moving to where she is, and cuddling into her side.

"What do you want to do?" She mumbles after a few minutes of us just lying there, staring into space.

"We are not going to watch Netflix."

"Ooh, straight to the point, I like it." She says, pulling at the hem of my shirt. I laugh loudly and push her hands away.

"No! I want to watch tv and not engage in sexual activities later on." I say, and laugh at Lauren's kicked puppy expression.

"But babe..."

"Oh, now you are most definitely not getting me." I say seriously, getting off of the bed.

"Okay, okay. Camila, my beloved girlfriend who does not want an undeniably loving pet name from her girlfriend who wants to show her how much she loves her; I want you to do it with me." She says in a serious tone. I laugh so hard that I fell on the floor.

"Don't hurt your ass, that's my favorite part of– I mean, I love you for you and not your body." She says, all the while eying me up and down, stopping at my hips, then slowly continuing.

"You're such a fuckgirl."

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"Damn it Camila, every time I see you, you always have hickeys." Max says when he releases me from his hug.

"Oh my god! Nev, stop giving your boyfriend hickeys!" I say, pointing at a clear patch of skin just to mess with them.

"Wow, I swear I thought I was being careful this morning." Nev says in a monotone voice. He quickly laughs at his joke.

"I like your hickeys, they look like they were made out of love." Lauren says from behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist and placing her head on my shoulder.

"Aw, let's take a picture of this lovely couple." Max says, holding up his camcorder. We smile for what feels like hours, only to realize that he was taking a video.

"Your chin is hurting me." I whine. Lauren laughs and turns to me, kissing my cheek repeatedly. I turn my face and kiss her back so that she could stop because she was getting lipstick all over my cheek.

"Stop kissing me, babe."

"Oh, so I can't call you babe?"

"I'm just teasing you." I mumble, quickly kissing her to divert her attention to me.

"Okay, goodbye love birds, we gotta go." Nev says, smiling sadly when we look at him.

"I'm gonna miss you guys." I say, hugging them tightly.

Before they could back out of the embrace, I say, "Make sure that you tell both sides of the story. I don't want Lauren to look bad."

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I strongly suggest that you read the rest of the last chapter if you haven't.

Ok so yeah I havent updated in a while. No, I am not dead, but thanks for being concerned.

Ok whatever bye

~ InTheseWalls xo