It's Always You

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Laurens POV

There's a time in your life where everything hits you, everything you've done, the good and the bad. And with Normani running a riot for tonight and Camila still away in another country and with no contact with anyone over here for the last week, this is me right now, an emotional mess, terrible hair, going over everything bad I've ever done, every reason why she doesn't want to marry me, why she's probably skipped out on me.

Because that's what people do, that's what a smart sane person would do, second thoughts? Cold feet? And I deserve to be 'left at the alter', karma? She has a rather funny way of showing up when you least expect it doesn't she? Or maybe, maybe I am just over thinking, maybe sitting in this room, the same one we are close to calling ours, is not doing wonders for my mental state? Yeah, I think that's it.

There was the one time, she poured her heart out to me, well ok, she's done that a lot, so one of these many times, she did, and I'm almost certain I brushed her off, the first few million times she told me she loved me, I brushed her off. It's crazy how the one who falls the fastest, risking it all, can walk away in a better state than the person who falls slower isn't it?

And that's what I did, I took my sweet time to fall in love with this girl, to accept that I loved this girl, a girl, and my karma is to lose her, the one real thing I've ever truly known.

There I go again, speaking out of term.

Camilas POV

The last time I spoke to Dinah, she was in tears, something about Normani, or her parents? I'm not sure. I just know I'm in France alone, no phone, and of course me being me I don't write numbers down, I don't memorise things, everything I need, passwords and whatever else is on my phone, the same one I have lost or that Dinah took?

She left me here, maybe we argued a little, or a lot..

**flashback**

"You can't just leave me here DJ, I wanna go home too" I ran my hand through my hair as I spoke, gritting my teeth. How else do I react? How would you react? Your best friends leaving you in another country for a reason she won't reveal?

"You're overreacting, you're coming home Friday, you know, for you're wedding"

"I'm serious, don't leave me here, I'm all for adventure but alone? Are you insane? Ninety percent of this trip is for two people, what am I suppose to do?"

"Look, I don't care Camila, I need to go, some things are more important than you and you're shit, you're not some fucking princess, just because you're marrying a pop star does not make you so kind of god!" With her last word she slammed the door to our suit, leaving the hotel as well I presume.

I overreacted? I don't think so.

**End Of Flashback**

France is gorgeous, of course it is, Paris, and yes I've been here before, but every time is a quick trip, with very little sight seeing, so why not make the use of being lost?