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Chapter 10

Camila freezes when Pierre says they're going to Lewis' private room. She can't go there, can she?

"Right now?" she asks shocked, making Pierre stop walking.

"Yeah, why not?"

"Because I'm not ready."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not ready to see him, I don't know what to say."

"Well, just explain to him what happened."

"What if he doesn't believe me."

"Then you make him believe."

 "How?" Camila asks and Pierre shrugs.

"You'll know in the moment."

"Easy for you to say."

"Yeah, I know, but you can do it. Come on, let's go," Pierre says as he starts walking again. Camila has no choice but to follow him as she'll get lost otherwise. As she walks, she tries to think of what to say. Just 'hey, my brother blocked you and told you to block me, that wasn't me, sorry!' doesn't seem like it's going to cut it. 

But what is she supposed to say then? That is what happened, nothing more, nothing less. All Camila can do is hope that he'll listen to her and believe she's telling the truth.

"Are you ready?" Pierre asks, snapping Camila out of her thoughts. She looks around and realizes they have reached the Mercedes hospitality area, where Lewis' room must be as well.

"No, but let's go anyway," she sighs, making Pierre chuckle.

"Follow me," he says before going up some stairs. Camila follows him, trying her best to stay calm.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, I am. Wait here, I'll go in first," Pierre says before knocking on the door.

"Come in!" Camila hears a British voice reply, making her cheeks start burning. That's Lewis' voice. Lewis is right there. She's gonna meet him. Right now.

"Hey man!" Pierre says as he goes inside.

"Hey, wassup?" Lewis replies and Camila hears them do some sort of handshake.

"Actually, I have a guest with me for you."

"For me? I don't have any guests this weekend."

"No, but I do. But she's not here for me, she's here for you."

"She?" Lewis asks, sounding confused.

"Camila?" Pierre calls out and Camila takes a deep breath before going inside.

"Camila?" Lewis asks, clearly surprised.

"Hey Lewis," Camila says a little shy.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to talk to you."

"There's nothing to say."

"I'm gonna go," Pierre says, clearly feeling awkward. Camila waits until he has closed the door behind him before she turns her attention back to Lewis.

"I have a lot to say and that's why I came here."

"I don't want to hear it."

"I think you'll want to."

"Why?"

"It wasn't me," Camila says, hoping it'll change his mind about not wanting to hear what she has to say.

"What?"

"It wasn't me, I didn't block you, I didn't ask you to block me."

"Then who was it?"

"My brother."

"Your brother? Seriously Camila?" Lewis says, clearly not believing her.

"Yes, I can prove it!"

"I'm sure you can," Lewis says as he starts to head for the door. Camila quickly takes out her phone and looks up the conversation she had with Javier.

"Look!" she says as she holds out her phone to Lewis. Lewis looks at her phone and quickly reads the messages and Camila can see he's hesitating for a moment.

"Please, believe me. It wasn't me. I wouldn't do that, I really liked talking to you. Why would I end it so sudden?"

"I don't know."

"Can we please talk?" Camila pleads.

"Lewis, we need you!" someone says outside of Lewis' room.

"Please?" Camila asks again.

"I don't know, I can't think about this right now, I have to go," Lewis says before walking out of his room, leaving Camila behind unsure about the whole situation.