The End of Fifth Harmony (Camren Fan Fiction) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 7

Camila POV

   I looked at my phone; Lauren had replied! 

Lauren: haha lol mila! yh of course :D x

   I WAS GOING TO MEET LAUREN! Gosh, I was soooo excited! I started leaping all over the living room with my parents' just staring at me and whispering to each other in Spanish. Sofi just started jumping with me. 

"DO ONE DIRECTION HAVE A NEW SONG?!" she asked, smiling up at me. 

"No!" I said, not jumping anymore. 'Mommy and Daddy?' They exchanged looks before looking at me. 

"Si?" 

"Can I go out with Lauren today?" I asked. 

"Yeah go on." my dad said, grinning. My mom looked at me for a while before answering. 

"You guys hang out quite a lot." 

"Mom, obviously! We're best friends."

"Yeah I know. I was just saying." she chuckled. Just for a second there I thought she suspected something! 

"Okay, I'm gonna go and get ready." I said, going to the bathroom with Sofi following me. 

   "What are you going to wear today?" she said, jumping, trying to be my height. 

"I don't know." I said, staring at her. 

"You look nice in everything." I laughed. If only Lauren said that, I thought. 

Lauren POV

   It was coming close to three and I was still not ready. Gosh Lauren hurry your ass up! 

   I was soooo not bothered to move. But Mila would be waiting and it would be such a bitch thing to do if she's there already, waiting for me and I'm not even there. GOSH! FUCKING HURRY UP AND GET READY! 

   Taylor walked in to the room and stared at me with my face buried in my cushion. 

"What are you doing?" she asked. I looked up at her to see she was staring at me weirdly. 

"I'm not bothered to move!" I called with my face still in my cushion. She sighed. 

"I swear you're supposed to get ready for Camila." she said. I groaned into my cushion. 

"What time is it?" I asked. 

"What?" I got up and looked at her. 

"What time is it?" I repeated. 

"10 minutes till 3. Get up and get ready." I groaned again. 

"Not bothered. I'm not feeling like moving." 

"She'll be waiting for you!" 

"Taylor, do me a favour."

"What?"

"Cancel." 

"Why?"

"I don't want her to be there and then have to wait for me." I sighed. 

"You don't look good." 

"I'm fine. Just cancel." I yawned. 

"Fine." 

   I'm sorry Mila. I'm just in one of those moods when I'm not bothered to move. 

   But she might hate me. She might never want to hang out with me again! Even worse, she'll stop contact ALL together!

   "Actually Taylor." I called as she was about to leave the room. 

"What now?" 

"Don't cancel. I'm going." I said, rolling off my bed and landing on the floor with a giant THUD. 'Shit.' I mouthed as I got up. 

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah fine. Time?"

"It's about to be 3 in three minutes."

"D'you think I can get to the beach in three minutes?" I asked. She chuckled. 

"If you're superman, yep." 

Camila POV

   I got to the beach by 10 past 3 and Lauren still wasn't here. Got held up, I thought looking around to see if she arrived yet. 

   5 minutes later and no one arrived. 

Camila: im waiting for you in our normal space where r u?

   No reply. GOSH HURRY UP! I carried on listening to my playlist and tapped my foot on the ground as I sat on the bench, waiting for her. I left her a voice mail asking her where she was and that if she got my message, she should text me or call me back. No reply. Where the hell was this girl?

Lauren POV 

   SHIT! It was almost 3:30 and my stupid phone decided to play hide and seek; it didn't help that it was on silent too!

"I can't find it!" Taylor called from the living room as I was demolishing my room to find it. 

"Me either!" I called. I flipped my bed over, trying to look for my phone through the mess. 'Fuck sake!' I muttered, removing my cover from the floor and throwing it against my bed which looked as if it just had a car accident. 

   Taylor walked into the room. 

"Gosh! What did you do in here?" she asked, fighting her way through the mess. 

"I'll tidy up when I get back, just have to find my phone to call Camz." I said, diving into the pile of clothes I had thrown onto the floor. 

"Can't you just the house phone. Or my phone." Taylor said,  throwing things by the door on the dying bed. I stopped diving into the pile of clothes and walked towards her to hug her. 

"You bloody genius!" I said, hugging her tightly now. 

"Duh! Common sense." she chuckled. 

   After fighting my way out of my room, I took Taylor's phone to call Camila. 

Camila POV 

   She wasn't coming. It would have been better if she just warned me that she wasn't going to come instead of leaving me here until quarter to 4! I carried on looking around as I headed home. 

Lauren POV

   Camila didn't pick up the first time; she picked up around the one hundreth time I called her. 

"Yes?" she called through the phone. 

"Camila?" 

"Speaking."

"Hi it's Lauren-"

"Thanks for keeping me waiting for about an hour. You could've warned me you had other plans!" she said angrily. 

"I lost my phone." I tried explaining.

"You could've used another one." I didn't answer. 

"I know I could've but I wasn't using my initative." she sighed. 

"Next time, do use your initative." she laughed. PHEW! 

"I'll try." I chuckled. 

"Sorry I was fuming earlier." 

"Not it's fine. Sorry I left you out there for an hour." 

"No it was cool. I had 1D in my ear anyway." 

"I promise we can hang out tomorrow and I won't be late this time." 

"I don't believe you!" she laughed. I grinned. 'See ya!" 

"Bye!" she hung up. 

   SOOOOO happy she's not pissed at me. I did a sigh of relief as I gave Taylor her phone back. 

"So?" she asked, staring at my grin. 

"She's not pissed at me." I replied with a bigger grin spread across my face.