YouTube / Camren

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yo thanks for 2k reads that's cool. ily all sm <3! i am very very determined to start updating more so i hope i can stick to it this time instead of coming back for 1 week and disappearing for 2 months.

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Camila's POV

"Camila!! Is it really you??" She asked in surprise.

"Yep, all me babe, how are you?" I smiled back at the gorgeous girl through the screen.

"I-I'm fine," She smiled as tears built up in her eyes, "how are you?"

"I'm great, what's your name?" I asked. Making my fans cry made me sad, even though I knew she was crying tears of joy, I still hated seeing them cry, haha. Weird, but I don't know why.

"L-Lauren Jauregui. I live in Miami." She smiled still struggling.

"Oh, I see you all over social media! Mind if I follow you, Lauren?" I questioned through a huge smile.

She nodded, "@LaurenJauregui1 on Twitter." I grabbed my phone, and hummed along to Forbes by G-Eazy while doing so.

"Alright.. Do you have any questions or just want to talk?"

"Well, you're still doing this tour right?" Her tears were slowing as was her breathing.

"Yeah, you're going right?"

"Yes!! I can't wait to meet you guys.. You guys are like my life, I'm so excited." She smiled revealing a beautiful, breathtaking smile. I gasped without knowing. "Something wrong, Camz?"

"No, no. Smile!" I said as I took a photo of our conversation and posted it to Twitter: "First fan I meet on here is the prominent, beautiful @LaurenJauregui1 ! Follow her guys x."

"Lauren, Lauren, I like you a lot. Are you going to the meet up after the show in Miami?"

"Yes! My boyfriend got me really good seats and tickets to the meet up. My friend and I are coming!"

"Okay, haha. I'm happy you're coming!! I look forward to finally meeting you, baby!"

"Is it true that you give fans your number sometimes if you feel like talking to them more often? I mean at the meet ups. I heard this one girl say she got your number because you guys connected at a meet up!?" Lauren asked with excitement.

"Uhh, no that's not true, sorry. I mean I might someday, but I have never this long."

"Oh, I see." Her smile faded, "Is this going to be in your next video?"

"I- umm,"

"Oh, Camz! I'm sorry that completely slipped my mind, I-I'm so so sorry!! I didn't mean to bring it up."  She got uncomfortably close to her webcam.

"It's uh, fine. I have to go now. It was nice talking to you, Lauren. See you in Miami. Love you!" And I left the conversation.

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After talking to several fans for three hours straight, I hear a knock at the door. I usually don't get visitors, so I'm shocked when I go to the door, and see Dinah. I quickly opened it, and I was greeted with the warmest, most sincere hug I had felt in awhile.

"Hey babygirl, how are you?" She finally released me and smiled.

"I'm..fine. How are you?" I said subtly.

"I'm..well I don't know how I am. I guess I'm sad to hear that you'll be leaving The Clique." Her smile quickly faded, "I know it's what you want, but I'm still sad to hear it."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. Hey! I forgot something let me go grab it." She ran back out to her car, grabbed a box, and sprinted back in. "Here open it."

"Oh, Dinah you shouldn't have-"

"Open it, idiot." She smirked. Without hestitaing, I ripped the wrapping paper off of the box and opened it. Inside were 5 framed photographs: A photo of Dinah and me at the beach, a photo of The Clique doing a meet and greet, a photo of when I wore a banana costume on stage, and lastly, a photo of all our fans.

"Oh..my..god, Dinah." I said, feeling tears built up in my reflective eyes. "I can't.. thank you enough."

"It's nothing, girl. Don't cry, Mila." She smiled and opened her arms, inviting me into another hug. I quickly nodded and hugged her. I was definitely crying now.

"Wanna watch a movie? I'll buy pizza." The tall girl smiled.

I let go of her and looked up, "Yes..please."

I didn't like other people buying me things, Dinah knew that. However, I knew that if I offered to pay Dinah would instantly say no, so I didn't bother trying. Dinah grabbed her phone and called the local pizza place, while I opened Netflix and looked for movies. I decided we'd watch Tangled.

"Hm, choosing the same movies as my little sister I see." She smirked and put her phone down.

"Shut up. What pizza did you order?" I punched her arm lightly.

"Large, pepperoni. Like always..." She smiled, but quickly stopped, "Can we talk..?"

I looked away from the television and met her obviously concerned eyes, "Yes?"

"Are you okay, Mila? You used to love the fame and fans. I'm just.. worried about you. You never call me anymore." She grabbed the remote and quickly paused the animated movie. I looked away quickly, failing to meet her eyes. I can never look someone in the eyes when I can tell they're concerned or disappointed in me. "I mean, I know you've already made up your mind, but can you at least tell me why?"

I tried to look up at her, but I felt my whole body quivering and failed to bring my shaky eyes to look into hers.

"I.. didn't-"

"Mila, you know I'm not going to judge you right? I'm your best friend." She reached for my hand, which drew my eyes to her deep orbs.

"I'm so alone." I said through a sad smile. "I don't want to be alone anymore."

"Mila.. I told you you could come live with me.."

"You know my parents don't even like us leaving for tour. They won't let me move out of town until I'm twenty-one."

Ding!

Our eyes disconnected as Dinah stood up to go to the door and take our pizza. The conversation wasn't continued, and Dinah and I sat and ate our pizza in silence.

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The next day I woke up with Dinah laying on the loveseat next to the couch I was on. She was never a morning person, and she would never be. I got up and went into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee.

I liked my coffee black. No creamer, but I never minded some sugar. I walked back into the living room with my cup of coffee, and I checked my phone. Of course, a good morning text from Shawn.

'Good morning, sweetheart. I hope you slept well.' The text read.

'Good morning, Shawn.' I sent back. I sipped my coffee and scrolled down Twitter. Many of the tweets on my timeline were screenshots of my Omegle conversations with fans. I  liked a few, and eventually decided to wake up Dinah.

I walked over to her and whispered, "Dinah..Dinah.."

I started shaking the taller girl's body, "DINAH!" I laughed.

She mumbled and groaned, "Shut up, Mila. What time is it?"

"9:31 am." I said.

"Kicking me out already?" She smirked, wiped her pretty, drowsy eyes, and sat up.

It was Sunday, so I started going over the things I had planned for this next week.

My heart dropped.

Tuesday. was. the. first. show. of. this. tour.

And it was taking place in none other than Miami, Florida.