You know that feeling when you try to sneak into your house late at night after going somewhere you weren't supposed to be at, and as soon as you enter the house, your parents are standing there staring at you, expectingly? Or when you're trying to cheat on a test and the teacher catches you doing it? Those are great examples of how you're feeling right now. Shock, panic, and nervousness are some words you would use to sum up your feelings overall.
On the right of the three people staring at you, is a guy with dark hair, brown eyes, and scruff on his face. He's attractive and has 'Mysterious Bad Boy' written all over him. In the middle, you recognize is the beautiful bartender from Joe's, Normani,
Fuck, is your initial thought when you see her. How much does she know? And on the left, as if God is trying to punish you for all of your fuck ups, are those damn green eyes that haven't been able to escape your memory since the first time you saw them. She looks absolutely gorgeous, as always, you suppose. This is only the second time you've seen her but you just have a feeling that she always looks like a piece of art. You can feel her eyes practically boring holes into you, trying to determine if it's actually you and attempting to grab your attention at the same time, but you refuse to make any eye contact with her, knowing you're doomed if you do. You're trying your hardest to not scream and run away,
Why does she have to be here, of all places? You're so out of it right now that you haven't heard anything that has been said. Finally, you're able to snap back to reality when you hear your girlfriend say your name,
"Y/N, meet my step-sister, Lauren," she says pointing towards Green Eyes,
Lauren, perfect name for a perfect girl... Wait, fuck! No I can't think like that! My girlfriend is standing next to me right now... Oh yea, she's also her fucking step-sister! Damn, what have I gotten myself into?
"And these are her best friends, Normani and Zayn. Guys, this is my girlfriend, Y/N," Before you can even say a word, Normani speaks up,
"Black Out Girl!" she says with a smile on her face, completely oblivious to the fact that she wasn't supposed to say that,
"Wait... You two know each other?" Camila asks, confused,
"Ya! We met at the pub I work at. She also knows—" before she can say who you think she's going to say, you send her a look that says, 'Please don't!' She sees your silent message and understands what you're attempting to communicate, "She also knows that Black Outs don't taste like sugar and spice and everything nice!" She says with a laugh, acting completely natural,
Damn, this girl is good,
"What does that mean?" Camila asks,
"Well... Me and Cal were feeling adventurous a while ago and went to a random pub. We didn't know what to get so we let Normani here make us a special drink. Let's just say we should've let the other bartender choose for us," you say with a teasing tone directed towards Normani. You're trying to bs your way through this so you can stop talking about it. You're doing a pretty good job so far if you do say so yourself. That's until someone decides to throw a curveball your way,
"Do you remember when that was?" The guy who was introduced as Zayn asks with an accent and a look that you recognize as suspicious and knowing, "I ask because Lo is at the pub most of the time, she practically lives there. So I'm kind of surprised that if you've met Mani, you haven't met her... Maybe she was out of town or something?" This forces you to interact and look at Green Eyes, or Lauren, which is something you don't want to do. When you do finally look into her eyes, an odd and shocking sense of tranquility washes through you. Something about that beautiful shade of green is able to help you relax a little. She has a look of surprise, curiosity, and maybe even a little happiness in her eyes,
"I think she must've been out of town... Unless the Black Outs really did make me black out. If that's the case then I'm sorry..." You trail off kind of awkwardly,
"We haven't met. It's nice to meet you though, Y/N," she responds back cooly while looking into your eyes,
Damn, that voice is so hot... Stop it Y/N! You're starting to get extremely agitated with yourself. You can't have these thoughts. You were just a one night stand after all. She more then likely doesn't even care about you, right? Plus, you have an amazing girlfriend, best friend, partner in crime, soul mate, standing right next to you. Lauren continues to speak,
"Camz, do you think we can go speak somewhere, privately?"
"Umm... Yeah," Camila responds with a bit of hesitance in her voice. She looks over at you, "Are you going to be ok without me?"
"I think I can manage without you for a little while, Love," you respond back with a smile, trying to act calm. On the inside, you're freaking out. What are Lauren and Camila going to talk about? Is she going to tell her the truth?
"Ok. Well whistle if you need me," she replies back with the same joking tone before kissing you on the cheek and walking off with Lauren. You're left standing there awkwardly with Normani and Zayn, not knowing what to say. Zayn breaks the silence with two words that absolutely terrify you,
"We know..." You panic and pull out your phone, acting as if you hadn't heard him and that you had just received a text message,
"Umm... I'm gonna have to ask to be excused for a little while. I really need to make an important call," Normani nods her head and smiles understandingly, meanwhile Zayn rolls his eyes, not buying your excuse one bit.
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Who Should I Choose? (Camren/You)
Fanfiction~ A Y/N/Camren Story ~ You've been in an almost perfect relationship for the past two years with a girl named Camila Cabello. You use the word almost because you know very little about her family. All you know is she has a dad, step-mom, and a step...