Daddy

Eight

Lauren pov

FEW DAYS LATER

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I locked my phone and sighed before debating on wether this is right or not.

Truning over and scratching at my wrists, a small tear escapes my eye as the memory of Camila saying about how much she loves Hailee.

Although I try so hard to not think about her, but she is everywhere I go.

My dad doesn't like her, and I'm not sure as to why, but my mum surely likes her girlfriend.

She invites her over for coffee almost evry morning, and she sometimes brings Camila over too, and all I can do is lock myself in my room.

That is until Camila triwd talking to me.

FLASH BACK

"Lauren answer the door please," she begged banging her fist against the door, i crossed my arma over my chest i'm not going to open it.

"No." I said calmly trying not to lose my mind as she sighed.

"I want to talk, please give me a chance to explain,"

"Bullshit." I replief through gritted teeth.

"I have felt something towards you, and you know I have!" She said quietly, but i felt anger in her tone.

I remained silent, leaning against the door, still with my arms crassed.

"But I don't get why you kissed me Camila. If you had a girlfriend you would at least be sensible enough to know your boundaries!" I spat.

"Because I wasn-t thinking properly, when I'm with you everthing stop and nothing matters to me anymore apart from you!" She explained, as I bit down my bottom lip.

"Cam!" Hailee called from the bottom of the stairs, I heard Camila tear herself from the door.

"Oh look, she's even got you a cute nickname," I said sarcastically and Camila laughed.

"Jealous?" She questioned.

"Yeah right," I murmured" I slowly unlocked the door just to see if she left or not.

Suddenly the door was flung open and Camila ran inside as she close  the door behind her.

"Get out of her-"

"Lauren please I know how much ypu hate me, and you have every right too. But please don't let Hailee ruin our friendship!" She said cupping my cheeks.

I remained silent for a couple of minutes, as my eyes were lost in Camila's beautiful ones.

I soon stepped away from her and her hand dropped to her sides.

"Just like you said before camz," I took a deep breath and continued.

"This won't and can!t work out,"

FLASH BACK END

How could she do this.

She treats me like she wants me.

Like I'm a princess.

And it turns out it was all a lie.

One big fat fucking lie.

Of course I felt things towards Camila but I never imagined it to be this bad.

And it hurts.

New message!

I pick up my phone and stare at the message before letting multiple amount of tears fall down my cheek.

Camila: I'm so sorry thing turned out this way. I miss you so much.

Camila: Who will warch the rest of the movie with me?

Camila: It's not the same without you here.

Me: maybe you should've realised that before you go and make up your mind.

Me: Camila, and I also hope that you go choke on a dick.😗

Me: Or in fact when you perhaps fuck Hailee later on tonight or whenever, that she don't moan your name and instead she moan some other name she've been with.

__________

Camila didn't reply to the messages I sent her. And I was hoping she didn't, because I don't want to give her any chance to explain.

I don't really know what to feel or think about this either, because every time I wake up in the morning Camila is standing by her window, waving at me like she's some lunatic.

And the worst part is she acts like nothing has happened, like she has done nothing wrong.

Throughout the couple of days that my mind wasn't fully focused on Camila like it used to be, Brad and I have gradually become closer then we once were.

I mean this because we were caught having a heated make out session in the boys bathroom at school.

Me: Hey brad it's not fair, I sent you one and you didn't send one back!

Brad: I'm sorry...here you go😉

Brad: [Image attached]

My eyes widened as I stared at Brad's dick.

God it was big.

Me: Damn😍

Brad: You're so gorgeous baby.

Brad: I just want to touch every single inch of your body.

I sighed as memories of Camila replayed throughout my mind, my heart slowly dropping at the thought.

Me: I'm not in the mood.

Brad: what did she did now?

Me: Everything, turns out she had a girlfriend for three years.

Brad: Fuck her! You know what you need to do, you need to make that son of bitch jealous. Fucking find some other guy to mess around with and show her that you don't like her one bit.

I rubbed my temples slowly and sighed, before an idea popped straight into my head.

Get some other guy to mess around with, and it will bring Camila right back.

Me: brad this is why I love you.

Brad: baby we are best friends for a reason.

Brad: who send nudes and make out once in a while.

Me: Be my fake boyfriend?

Brad: You want me to be your fake boyfriend?

Me: Yes, think of it you get to do things with me, a lot of things.

Brad: Because you put it in that way, FUCK YESSSS!!!

I laugh and lock my phone before placing it on the bench and digging my head into the pillow.

"Fuck!"