Before Midnight (Camila/You) [ON HOLD]

Chapter 14

Camila's POV

Adding the last touches of my dress, I breathed heavily through my nose before looking into the tall mirror showing my reflection. Tonight was the night of the Halloween Dance and I was beyond nervous, Y/N had asked me to it and I immediately agreed with a little squeal afterwards. Something about her was different, maybe it was the way she talked or the way she dressed. I'm not even sure. Whatever it is, it lured me in like a magnet and I'm both terrified yet excited about that fact. Terrified, because well, I've never experienced that feeling before. Excited, because this feeling makes me smile and my heart race like crazy. Almost like an adrenaline rush. God Camila get a hold of yourself.

I shook my head in attempt to rid my thoughts and grabbed the devil ears I got online to place on my head. It was Halloween themed after all, so what's better then wearing a cute red dress with some devil ears?

I took one last look in the mirror before grabbing my purse and phone but stopping when the device in my hand vibrated, indicating someone texted me.

Y/N;) - Heya there, just arrived outside your house, ready for the night of your life?

I grinned like a stupid idiot before rushing down the stairs to get to her, almost tripping a couple times in the process due to the high heels I had on. I walked to the sidewalk where I saw the stunning Y/N leaning against her Porsche running a hand through her hair, how can she be so beautiful? Soon enough the girl noticed my presence and approached me with her eyes taking in my outfit.

"Now you, look absolutely marvelous." She complimented. I leaned to her and gave a small peck on the lips before looking down to see what exactly she was dressed up as.

"Sexy pilot! Nice choice." She giggled and flattened out her leather jacket.

"Close enough guess Mila, but it's Amelia Earhart, the first woman to fly across the Atlantic Ocean." I furrowed my eyebrows, huh, I now see why I never get good marks in history. "Well we should be on our way, ready to go my love?" Y/N spoke charmingly. I grinned ear to ear and took her hand in mine as she opened the car door for me.

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The high school was packed. Students from every school seemed to be there and everyone was pumped for the night. The costumes varied from the dozens of fuckboys wearing football equipment to that one kid who dressed up as buzz light year...weird yet sort of cool. Of course the sluts had on the shortest and tightest dress they owned and were ready to hump anything with a pulse, but, the atmosphere wasn't so bad.

Y/N and I had arrived and in seconds of getting out of her car pairs of eyes were on us. It felt strange like we were some celebrity couple and I was tensing up but Y/N put an arm around my waist, giving me a wave of calmness. We weaved through the parking lot filled with cars and hormonal teenagers eventually making it inside the gym where the dance took place. A band was set up with four students on their own instrument, playing what I assumed to be an original song. The whole gym was covered in decorations ranging from spider webs to cackling skeletons. There was a dance floor, along with tables set up near the entrance that had rows of candy, food and drinks laid out. The remaining space was filled with girls and boys standing around having giant group conversations along with mini games set up throughout the place.

"Mani! Ally! Look it's my ship!" Dinah yelled as she came into our view. The Polynesian dragged her two close friends over to us and I stood there dumbfounded.

"Your ship?" I asked confused.

"It's her terminology for 'shipping' you and Y/N. A ship is like you two as a couple I guess." Normani explained, although she sounded unsure.