Chapter four

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Lauren's POV

It was around 2pm and Camila still hadn't returned since storming out this morning. At the time, I was confused as to why she was so mad that her parents were changing a few things, however now I understand. I spoke to them this morning and they explained the story of their youngest daughter Sofi and her passing 3 years ago. They told me that Camila was extremely close to her sister and that was why she reacted so harshly. Having siblings of my own, the thought of losing them completely terrified me. Even though I don't get to see them now, I know they're safe and that comforts me. They explained that Camila had been with her sister when the accident happened and she'd been upset about it ever since. However, they did mention that she seemed to be dealing with it a lot better recently than she used to, well, up until today of course. I hated to think that Camila thought i was trying to take over, because if it was up to me, I wouldn't even be here. 

I've been thinking all morning about what I could do to try and show Camila that it wasn't my intention to try and upset her. The task is proving a lot more difficult considering I'm not actually allowed to leave the house. I remember my manager telling me this would be a lot easier if I got along well with Camila and after this morning, it seems that I'll have to work for that. The fact that she was never a fan of fifth harmony is both a positive and a negative, positive because it means she treats me the same as she would any other girl that came to stay, negative because she has a pre-set opinion of me that appears to be difficult to change. I mentioned I would try and prove her wrong but it doesn't seem as though I've gotten off to the best of starts. Had I known that Sinu and Alejandro were planning on changing the room so I had somewhere to stay, I would have told them not to bother. Now, I just need to concentrate on finding a way to make her realise that I want to be her friend.

I wandered into Camila's room in search for an idea and realised her room was still an absolute tip. She'd told me last night about how she always plans to tidy it but never gets around to it. That gave me an idea and I set to work clearing all of camila's clothes off the floor and hanging them up in her wardrobe. I placed some scrap papers in the bin and put the rest in a pile on her dressing table. I placed all her makeup into a bag and packed them neatly. I grabbed a lighter and lit a candle, followed by switching on some fairy lights and hanging them around her bed post. I grabbed a pen and wrote a short note for her on the whiteboard she had above her bed. I wracked my brain for what to write but settled on 'I'm sorry Camila xx'. Lastly, I headed downstairs and began making dinner for when she got home, presuming she would be hungry when she did. After searching the kitchen, I decided on homemade pizza and left enough on the side for Sinu and Alejandro to have when they were back. I headed up stairs with a plate and a jug of lemonade and returned back to my new bedroom, waiting for Camila to get home.

"Lauren wake the fuck up" I heard someone shout as my eyes began to slowly open. I hadn't gone into the room with the intention of sleeping but without the distraction of my phone, I didn't have much else to do. I looked up to see Camila stood in front of me, seemingly a lot angrier than what I had expected. I wondered if she hadn't seen her surprise yet so I stood to my feet and led her to her room. Turns out, she had seen it, although it didn't quite look the same as it did when I finished earlier today. The papers were tossed all over the floor and the draws all pulled out. The jug of lemonade I poured was spilled all over the floor and her clothes were back in a pile in the corner.

"where the hell did you put my book?" She shouted again and I raised my eyebrow, unsure of what book she was referring to.

"What book?" I questioned, genuinely confused.

"My.." she paused for a moment before continuing, "never mind, just get out okay" she spoke, pushing me out of the door "I know you think you're helping Lauren but you're not, you're not in Miami anymore, you're not famous in this house, you can't just do whatever the fuck you want and not have to worry about consequences" she finished.

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