to the stars (Camren titanic AU)

3. " Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao"

Camila's POV

It felt as if the ship had been hit by a lightning of pure bliss and realization, its entire empire directed to my body and somehow transporting me into a sudden parallel dimension where nothing but this stranger and I existed. Could that be possible? Feeling such a shock of an unexpected mixture of emotions just by looking in the eyes of this unknown girl?

"My mother finally succeeded on driving me mad."

"Excuse me?"

"Mother finally succeeded in driving him mad camila." Shawn repeated annoyingly mocking Harry and just like always, Harry didn't notice.

"Oh" – I gasped, having forgotten that harry was still by my side
holding up my arm delicately while walking me back to my room.
I shot him a look well he just rolled his eyes.

"Nothing, I unintentionally thought out loud. I'm just a bit exhausted."

"It has been quite the day. Are you sure you to reunite with your family for dinner?" He asked.

"I would never hear the end of it if I did not go. I will manage."

"And honestly I didn't hear the end of it before I even got there." Camila chuckled readjusting herself in her wheel chair.

Perrie smirked and let out a low chuckle to herself. Jade looked up to the taller girl sitting on the box beside her. She furrowed her brow and tilted her head.

Perrie looked to the shorter girl and slightly furrowed her brow.
"What?" Perrie whispered smiling confused.

"Is she growing on you?" Jade asked quietly. Perrie face dropped and she crossed her arms and pouted like a child not wanting to admit that Camila may know may that perrie were to think.

Jade just laughed at her girlfriend and focused her attention back on Camila.

A worried frown appeared on Harry's features but he didn't say anything. I gave him a reassuring smile and squeezed his arm before letting go. We had finally arrived at the closed door of my bedroom Shawn walked past us and into the room, closing the door behind him, so he and our other workers could start preparing the clothes I was going to wear for dinner.

With the awkward atmosphere, Harry and I stood there, not sure on how to proceed. My nervousness came back, temporarily forgetting the average comfortableness that'd been achieved on deck, just a few minutes ago.

"Well" – I spoke – "I will see you at dinner."

"Wait-" – Said Harry, stopping me from opening the door – "I-I know this whole thing is...very weird. Very, very weird-Not spending time with you, no. You're perfectly, well, normal. I'm weird. B-But I meant the whole engagement thing and-well, I know nothing I do will make things easier o-or better, but I can t-try to make you happy." – A tiny red box emerged from one of his pockets, his trembling hand struggling not to drop it to the floor. My body itself was starting to tremble.

He opened the box, and a beautiful diamond ring was revealed. My hand flew unintentionally to cover my mouth out of surprise. Harry stared at me, drops of sweat making their wait down his forehead.

"If-If you don't like it I understand. It's just that-"

"Harry! What are you saying? I love it!" – I finally said, taking the box in my hands to take a closer look. It was so beautiful.

"Oh, thanks' Gosh. I don't know what I'd have done with it and the other present."

"Other present? What other present?"