Forbidden Love .//camren/larry

You & I

Chapter 1.
Laurens point of view.
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I lean my body weight against the locker, aware that I was tapping my foot impatiently. I stared down at the ground, waiting for the bell to ring. I just want to get out of here and head to class already.

A voice speaks all of a sudden, "Look at you, all alone. I'm not surprised."

I look up the second the voice started speaking. I feel body start to tense up when I realize who is standing in front of me. I don't bother to hide the fact that I was now annoyed by her presence alone.

Let me explain why there is a lot of tension here. The girl standing in front of me is Taylor Grey.

Taylor and I have known about each other since seventh grade, always having these quick mini-arguments through out the years. In conclusion, Taylor and I have had a personal war for five years.

I was able to stand her when we were younger, it was easy to ignore her irrelevant comments and stares. She wasn't all that bad in Junior High if I'm honest. It was ninth grade when she really lost it. Since then she hasn't been anything but sarcastic, horrible, and judgmental.

I can't stand her one bit. I think she would say the same about her.

Let me just say one thing that I think will glue all of this together. I did not do anything to her. I didn't start whatever this is.

"Excuse me?" I snap back, already knowing that this was going to get really bad in about fifteen seconds.

She runs her eyes down my body, making eye-contact with whoever was standing besides her.

"You heard me bitch,"

I straighten my posture, "Say it one more time and I'll make sure you won't get to say that a third time."

I watch her eyes widen slightly. I haven't really gotten physical or violent with Taylor before. I wouldn't say that I am accepting of violence, but honestly today isn't the day to do this. And If the only way she'll get the message is if I get physical, I will.

Before she could say anything else, I notice a family face appear behind Taylor's back.

"Are we having a problem here?" She speaks softly, touching Taylor's shoulder. Her eyes lock with mine, I watch her lips curve into a knowing smile.

"Nothing that concerns you Camila," I spit out, watching as she pulls away from Taylor slightly.

Camila Cabello and I share the same anger towards each other that Taylor and I share. But it's a little different with Camila.

Taylor insults my physical parts, bumps into me purposely, and talks bullshit behind my back. All of that makes me feel angry and want to confront Taylor.

Camila makes these comments that seem innocent with underlying messages and insults, tries to figure out what I have to hide, and makes my blood boil. All of that makes me feel uncomfortable and like I need to hide.

It's weird because you would think that what Taylor does would affect me more than Camila's actions. In a way they do, but the way Camila acts towards me fucks with my thoughts and emotions. It's different.

"I wonder sometimes, when are you going to give up the tough act and come to terms with your insecurities and passive aggression?" Camila sounds very calm, her eyes still set on my own.

I cross my arms, rolling my eyes. Is she being serious right now?

"Are you kidding? When are you and your dumb-ass friends going to realize that just because you can afford the latest shit doesn't make you better than the rest of us?" I clap back, noticing some people around staring.