Story Of Our Lives // Camarry FanFic

•Chapter 11•

Harry's Pov:

I had slept over at Camila's flat during our movie marathon. I was snuggling with Camila the entire time, and Lauren was just smirking at us whilst checking her phone every 5 seconds.

I got up from the couch and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. After that, I headed to the kitchen.

Lauren was already up and she had set pancakes down while checking her phone, yet again.

"Good morning.'" I greeted, scratching the back of my neck.

"Morning, How was your sleep?" She said, looking over her phone again for the twentieth time.

"Good, you?" I asked, taking a seat right next to her.

"What do you think? I slept in a tiny armchair while you guys had a nice, spacious couch." She replied, crankily.

"Someone's on their time of the month." I mumbled under my breath.

"Very funny." She spoke, playfully punching me.

"Ouch."

"So, What do you guys have planned for today?"

"Well, I am going back to the hotel and then I am going to pick up you and the girls and then we're going to hang out at my flat." I replied.

She nodded.

"I'll tell the girls." She said, taking a sip of beverage.

"So, Who were you texting last night? You couldn't take your eyes off your phone." I smirked.

"Um."

"I'm onto you Jauregui." I spoke, squinting my eyes at her.

"Pfft. Um, Bye!" She yelled, running out of the room.

I chuckled.

I didn't know what or who she was hiding, but I was determined to find out.

As I walked out of the kitchen, and saw that Camila was awake.

"Good morning." She said, rubbing her eyes.

"Morning to you, too." I said, walking towards her and pecking her lips.

"I'm hungry and I smell pancakes." She said, jumping up and running to the kitchen.

I followed behind her and took a seat next to her.

"What's up with Lauren?" I blurted out.

"What are you talking about?" She said, cluelessly.

"Um, nevermind." I spoke, looking away. "I am taking you and the girls to our flat so we can hang out."

She nodded and took a huge bite of her pancake.

"Anyways, I have to go back to the hotel. The boys don't even know where I am."

"Okay. Bye." She exclaimed, opening the door and kissing me.

"Bye."

Liam's Pov:

I wonder where Harry is. He didn't call, he didn't answer any of my texts and he didn't even come back last night.

All I know was that Austin and Harry had a fight at a nearby café about Camila and Austin breaking up.

I didn't even know that Camila and Austin broke up, but Austin blamed it all on Harry.

Next time I see Austin, I'll beat the shit out of him. He humiliated my best friend in public.

I was about to go out and find Harry, when the door opened. It was probably a burglar or a fan who found out where we were staying. Just for safety precautions, I grabbed my old baseball bat.

I tiptoed towards the front door and went to see who it is. I couldn't really see the person's face. The anonymous person was wearing a hoodie whom was facing the other way.

"Who are you?" I asked, clutching the baseball bat, ready to hit any second.

"Liam?" the person removed the hoodie and it revealed my curly haired friend.

"Harry?" I called out, scratching the back of my head. "Where have you been?"

"Liam, Calm the hell down. I was with Camila." He stated, walking towards the den.

"Thank go-- Wait, you were with Camila?" I asked, shocked. "Why?"

"Chill. I was just hanging out with her." He replied bluntly, taking a seat on the couch.

"What? I thought you were in a fight with Austin." I stated, puzzled. "I am so confused. Are you and Camila dating again?"

He nodded, smiling slightly.

"Oh and Camila and the girls are coming over tonight to hang out."

I nodded, still slightly confused.

"So, What were you and Camila doing last night?" I smirked.

"Really Liam?"

I chuckled, whilst he groaned.

Camila's Pov:

The moment that Harry left, I ran upstairs.

As I was about to enter my room, I heard Lauren talking on the phone. I didn't want to be snoopy but I was curious on what Harry was talking about.

I leaned my ear against her bedroom door and eavesdropped. I couldn't really hear her conversation, but three words stood out.

"I love you."

She was talking to someone on the phone and I was pretty sure that it wasn't any of her parents. I think Lauren is hiding someone from us. I was about to get up, but the door pushed open.

"Karla Camila Cabello, are you eavesdropping?" Lauren yelled, Her face turning bright red. "How much did you hear?"

She walked back in her room and paced back and forth.

"Lauren, what are you hiding?" I asked her, following closely behind her.

*EDITED CHAPTER