Cupid Must Be Drunk (Camren)

7

.The day of the BBMA

The day that she's been trying to forget finally arrive. The day where she'll be exposing herself to harm. She knows that she's been over reacting but she's really not into this unlike Dinah who has been bouncing on her seat due to excitement inside the van. They are both already dressed and they're just waiting for the 'show offs' to arrive so that they could finally do their job.

"Oh my god! I can't wait! For this damn thing to start!" Dinah said with too much enthusiasm. "I wonder if Beyonce will be here."

"I'm sure she'll be here. Besides, I heard she'll be performing." Camila answered not even hiding her boredom.

"You know what, Mila, if you really dont want to do this, I will understand. I know how much you dislike this. If you want, you could just sit right here and I'll do it." The Polynesian girl offered sincerely.

"Awwe.. Dinah! I appreciate it but as much as I dont wanna do this, I cant just take your offer. It will be unfair to you." the shorter girl answered.

"Just look at this the positive way. You'll get to see those hot piece of meat. You know, something that will help you get off at night." She joked earning a slap on her arm from the small girl.

"Dinah! What the hell?" Camila screeched. Her face now blushing due to what Dinah said.

"Ouch, cheechee! Take a chill pill. I was only joking.... Or maybe not." the tall girl answered which earned another smack on her arm. "You cant honestly tell me that you are not attracted to any artist. I would send you straight to a convent if you dont."

"Oh don't be dramatic. I find some of them attractive I just dont flaunt it like you do. If I dont know you any better, i would say that you're a lesbian for Beyonce. Ouch!" Camila explained before being smacked in the arm by Dinah.

"Are you trying to say that I'm a flirt? And I am not a lesbian for Beyonce. I just admire her skills. Honestly, if she will run as the president I will definitely vote for her."

"All I am sa---"

"Sorry to interrupt your heart to heart girl talk but everything's okay now. So, we'll be airing live in just a few minutes." Alvin, one of the crew said before disappearing and leaving the two girls alone.

"Ready or not, Mila we have to do this."

"Yeah, I gathered. Better get this stupid thing started so that we can finish this early." With that, both girls alight the vehicle and went straight to their designated areas.

Camila glanced at Dinah who has a look of excitement on her eyes and thought to herself that she actually look like a child who's about to get her Christmas gifts while she, on the other hand, is not as half enthusiastic as the said girl. Sighing to herself, she gave herself a pep talk and put on her game face as she spotted her first victim. Sam Smith. Camila and her camera man went towards Sam and introduce themselves before throwing questions after questions and thanking the man afterwards.

'Sam's not bad. Hmm.. Look's like not everyone's a douche.' Camila thought to herself while looking around eyeing for her new victims.

After a few minutes and 5 interviews later, Camila is now left with One Direction. If she's completely being honest. She's not a big fan of the group, she thinks that they are over rated and if not for those desperate, horny teenage girls then these boys will not be famous.

"So tell me guys, are you excited about tonight's event?"

"Yes." They answered in unison.

"We're actually hoping for the best. We have tough competitors this year but hopefully we'll be lucky enough to make it." Harry, the boy with long, messy, brown hair with a thick British accent answered.

"And also, win or lose, it's fine. Being nominated is actually an honor. Knowing that everyone really did well this year." Liam seconded.

"That's true! But I think you guys have a good chance on these. Just by basing it on how the fans react to you guys is a sure sign that you'll get this." Camila said while looking around and searching the crowd. She doesn't know why but she has a strong urge to find something. She's not sure what or who she's looking for but something's telling her to look around and so she did. Without listening to the boy band's answer she scanned the crowd. She saw the fans screaming at their idol's arrival, she saw other reporters doing some interviews and she saw the artists posing for the paparazzis. Camila once again averted her eyes and that's when she saw what she's subconciously looking for or more like who she's subconciously looking for.

There she is, standing not so far away from her, wearing a red dress and eyeing her body up and down like it's some work of art. Camila felt self conscious. No one has ever looked at her like that. Sure, she's known some perverts looking like her like she's a piece of meat but it's definitely not like this. She knows who the girl is. The girl who does nothing but trouble. The girl whose notoriety can be felt within 50 mile radius. The girl who breaks a lot of people's heart and the girl who she grew to dislike even without properly meeting her because of her bitchy attitude and rudeness. The girl who goes by the name of Lauren Jauregui who she calls as the green eyed monster is looking at her. Camila felt insecure. She knows that she shouldn't be but she couldn't help it. Trying to gain her composure, she turned her back to the boys who were still busy rambling about something she's not aware of. Camila once again turned her attention to the other girl and that's when their eyes meet. It was just a few seconds but it felt like minutes to her. Lauren was actually the one who averted her eyes and roam it down Camila's body. When Camila saw this, she realized what the other girl is doing. Two can play a game. The moment Lauren's eyes flick back to her face, she plastered a look on your face which says, I know what you're doing. And she raised an eyebrow which she knows will send the message. The girl on the other hand chuckled to herself, shook her head from side to side and smirked like she doesnt care that she just got caught

Camila was broken from her trance when she heard her name being called and composed herself. She saw Dinah waving at her and looked back to the boys.

"Well, I think this ends the conversation. As much as we love to talk to you guys, it's time for you to go. Goodluck, boys!" Camila said mentally patting her back for not messing up. After bidding goodbye she once again looked to where the emerald eyed girl was standing and saw that she's now being escorted by what Camila presumed is her manager. Camila's eyes followed the girl until she disappeared from her sight.

"Oh my God, Cheechee! This is the best. Remind me to tell the producers to send me to events like this. I love it here!" Dinah ranted unaware that the other girl is completely lost in her own world. Her mind going back to what just happened between her and the other girl. "Hey, are you even listening?" The tall girl nudged her, effectively cutting her off from her musings.

"Yeah, yeah! I am listening. You want me to repeat what you just said?" Deep down she was actually praying that Dinah wont say no because if she does, then she'll figure out that she was not really listening in the first place.

"No need to repeat it." Dinah dismissed. "So, tell me, did you enjoy it?"

"Hmm.. Well, it was ok."

"Just ok?"

"Yeah. You know how much I dislike events like this." Camila heard the Polynesian girl sigh.

"You're so anti-social."

"No, I'm not! I just dont want to be surrounded by th---"

"Yeah, I know! I've heard it all before. Geez, woman! Live a little." Dinah said cutting her off. "I wont be surprised if you grow old alone."

"Dinah! What the hell?"

"What?Just saying." the tall girl shrugged her shoulders before putting a hand on the girls arm, "Who knows, you might meet your Prince Charming here." she added and boy, was she right. Little did they know, Camila already met that person they were just not aware of it yet.