The Art of Loving You

Chapter Three

Decided to do a double update because the second chapter wasn't that long. Also this book is going to be different than the first one. ~Britt

Normani's POV

It's been two months, and classes are crazy at Miami U. Lauren still hasn't talked to me and Camila hasn't been able to talk as much.

Letting out a sigh, I made my way into my Psychology 101 class. Today was going to be another tiring day.

Suddenly my phone began vibrating in my hand, looking down I see that Camila is calling.

"Mila, I can't talk right now, I have class." I said softly as soon as I answered.

She let's out a soft laugh. "Manz, turn around."

I frowned, turning on my heals to find Camila standing behind me with the biggest smile on her face.

"Hi." She said into her phone, smiling at me, her head tilted to the side.

She had on her goofy child-like lopsided smile.

"I missed you, but I have to get to class. I can't be late." I said softly.

Her grin grew wider, "I missed you too, and you don't have class today. Your professors canceled." She said signalling to the fact nobody was around.

"He'd never cancel class." I said, wondering what was going on.

"My lieutenant knows him, asked him for a favor." She said with a shrug, hanging up the phone and walking over to me. "I have some news."

I narrowed my eyes at her before shrugging. "What's your news?"

"I'm back for an entire month." She said with a wide grin.

I smiled back. "Yay! Have you been to see Lauren yet?" I asked.

"Not yet, I'm actually here to pick you up, because you have no school to worry about for a month." Camila said with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Okay." I smiled. I walked down the hall beside her.

I took her hand in mine and swung them between us as we reached her car.

Camila turned and leaned me against the car, crashing her lips against mine.

I kissed her back, cupping her cheeks with my hands. After a few minutes I pulled away. "Lauren still doesn't know? Right?"

She bit her lips nervously and looked down.

"Mila, tell me she doesn't know." I said, panic filling my stomach.

"I can't," she said softly, her shoulders slumped. "If you want to end things now that she knows, I understand." She backed away from me slightly.

"I don't want to end things but I don't want to hurt her, she's my best friend. Is that why she hasn't spoken to me? She's shut me out. " I sighed, dropping my head and closing my eyes.

I shook my head, feeling like an idiot. I knew this relationship was going to come back and bite me in the ass but I couldn't resist Camila.

I felt her body press against mine and she lifted a hand to caress my cheek. "I don't know why she hasn't spoken to you, but she told me she's okay with us being together."

"What does that mean for you and her?" I asked.

She leaned forward and placed her head on mine. "We're still going to get married, but she understands I need and love you just as much as I need and love her."

"You're sure she's okay with this? Is she sure she's okay with this?" I had known Lauren since we were in kindergarten and she wasn't the kind of person who forgave easily especially when she had been hurt both physically or emotionally.