Right Now (Camila/you)

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Erin was the only one this time. Most of them were away on holidays. It wad March break. It seemed like it was Christmas yesterday. The snow had melted away and it was sunny out.

"So, fill me in." Erin placed herself on my bed and smiled at me. "What's with you and Camila?"

I rolled my eyes. "Don't start. We're friends."

"Friends look at each other like you two do?" Erin commented with a raised eyebrow.

"Please, you know damn well I look at all of you like that." I smiled. It was true. They were my world, my best friends.

"Okay, but the way she looks at you, it's different from how she looks at her friends." Erin pressed.

"I don't know what you're trying to get at, but you need to stop." I laughed. "How's school?"

Erin groaned. "You shouldn't miss it. All these assignments and exams and stuff. You're not missing much."

"I miss school. I liked the school work. It kept me busy." I admitted.

"Then you wouldn't mind doing my five page essay for English?" Erin said sarcastically.

"I don't miss it that much." I laughed.

Erin phone dinged and she frowned once she saw the message. "Mom wants me back. She sends her love." I spread my arms out for her and give her a hug.

"Have a good March break!" I said as she back away.

"Love you!" She yells before leaving the room.

Camila was currently in another check up. There'd been alot lately. That came with the whole recovery part.

The doctors said they saw improvement for me, but not as much as Camila. I stole a wheelchair and roamed around the halls, nothing else to really keep me busy.

I passed by a room with a girl looking close to my age sitting in the hospital bed, sulking. I pushed myself into her room, completely invading her privacy but wanting to know who she was.

She looked at me, her face contorted into confusion. I take it she didn't get many visitors. She was beautiful, no doubting that. It would be hard to predict she was sick at all.

"Hi." I said. The girl looked around the room.

"Hi. Ever heard of privacy?" She asked. But the way she said it wasn't rude.

"You're door was open. Sorry, I'm nosy." I say, pushing my chair backwards. But I got stuck. She smiled.

"It's fine. I'm Lucy." She introduced.

"Y/N, cancer patient." I replied.

Lucy nodded. "Same." She lifted her blanket to show me her leg, well, half of it. It was gonr up to her knee. That made me gulp. I'd never seen it before.

"Scary huh?" Lucy says, throwing the blanket back. "The quickest way to get rid of it. It was mostly in my leg, it seemed like the easiest way to go."

I nod. That was better. If it was that easy with every cancer I'm sure we'd have a whole supply of extra limbs. Gross.

"So do you always coming into strangers rooms?" Lucy asked.

I chuckled. "No, I was just curious."

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I returned back to my room after a nice chat with Lucy. I was glad I opened myself better, though it wasn't my smartest idea.

Camila was watching TV when I came back in. She was happy to see me. Her smile widened when she saw me.

"Hey! Where were you?" She asked as she chewed on a cucumber slice.

"Cruising around the halls. How was the check up?" I asked as I pulled myself onto my own bed.

"Good. Still the same. I'm feeling really good today." Camila said happily.

I nodded, smiling. I focused on the show playing on screen. There was movement behind me and Camila was sitting in front of me, legs crossed.

"Are you okay?" She asked. I shrugged.

"I'll be okay when I get out of this hospital bed for good." I didn't mean for it to come out harsh, but I think it did.

"Try to be positive." Camila suggested.

"I can't when you're getting better and I'm not improving at all!" I exclaimed. My emotions got the best of me.

Camila's eyes flashed with hurt. She looked away from me. "I can't help that I'm getting better, Y/N."

"I know that. I just wish I wouldn't be rubbed in my face everytime I saw you." I admitted, laying down and turning away from her.

Camila moved herself from my bed and onto her own, turning off the tv and the light, calling it a day.

"Goodnight Y/N." She whispered.

I knew her hand was waiting for mine. I knew her eyes were waiting for mine.

But I didn't grab her hand that night. I didn't look at her eyes. And I didn't say goodnight.

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Shorter than usual but what I could come up with for now. I hope you are all doing well and I'm sorry for lack of updates.

Love yall♡