Socially Awkward (Camila/You) Au

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Y/N's POV

"Y/N/N! You're being unfair you jackass!"

With my phone still in my hands, I threw my head and body back against the couch in laughter as Camila almost threw her phone at me.

I looked down at my phone to see I had limited time left, I heard Camila whisper 'lose bitch' which made me shake my head in amusement.

I quickly aligned the pool stick with the white pool ball for my second last ball and pulled down on the screen then released my hold, I looked to Camila to see her anxiously looking at her phone screen making me almost sympathise her.

"Oh you son of a bitch!" She exclaimed once my ball went in.

I laughed loudly and got another ball into the side.

With one ball down, it was my last one to win and I nailed it perfectly.

"You're honestly the most rudest person I've ever met, like do you know how disrespectful that was? Couldn't you at least backed off a little? You know where you and I stand here and if you compare the difference, it's definitely unfair on how you acted today. I don't understand, you understand perfectly where I'm coming from-"

Mid rant, my parents, the boys and girls walked in happily, some even laughing, but their laughs and smiles immediately left when they saw Camila in front of me wailing her hands around in anger as she continued to yell at me.

Seeing as Camila was still yelling and I was holding back a smile and the big group decided to stand back and watch, Camila didn't even notice they walked in.

"-the fact that you still went on and did that was extremely painful to watch Y/N, I thought maybe you'd have some empathy and at least apologise for what you were about to do, but you didn't and that's what really hurt," Camila heaved out.

What makes this all funnier, is that she's 100% serious.

Trying the most to hold my laugh back, I smiled at the big group and simply said, "I bet her at 8 Ball Pool."

They all started wheezing out in laughter while Camila hid her face in embarrassment, nobody was supposed to see her rant.

"She's more experienced than me in 8 Ball Pool, she should've gone easy on me," Camila crossed her arms and pouted.

As they were still laughing, I chuckled and pulled Camila down on my lap, wrapped my arms around her and laughed into the back of her neck.

"I hate you and 8 Ball Pool," she scowled.

I laughed even more and kissed the back of her neck.

"That's a peculiar way of saying I love you," I snuggled more into her.

"Oh fuck you," she scoffed, but leaned into me more.

"You would love to, wouldn't you?" I whispered and smirked against her skin.

I felt her shiver making me laugh a little.

"Stop, I'm mad at you," she looked back at me with a frown.

"Don't hate the player, hate the game," I nonchalantly shrugged my shoulders.

She rolled her eyes and laughed anyways.

After everyone stopped laughing, they all took a seat somewhere in my small apartment while Ally, Lauren, Calum and my mum went into my kitchen to cook up a feast.

"Go to the sports channel, Miami and Boston are playing and I'm praying Miami will end Boston's win streak," Wendell plopped on the floor next to Dinah.

I chucked him the remote as Camila moved to sit next to me, I wrapped my arm around her as she snuggled her head on my chest and started a conversation with Dinah and Normani. My dad made himself comfortable on the recliner while Luke, Michael and Ashton (Wendall's best friend and only friend I like of Wendall's) were talking about random things, probably about Ashton's pet turtle.

"What's your choice Y/N? Home city Miami or your city now, Boston?" My brother asked me.

"As much as I love Kyrie, Boston bet Warriors the other day, so I'm going for Miami," I answered.

"That's such a petty reason," Camila laughed.

"Says the queen of pettiness herself," I scoffed as Camila giggled into my chest.

"I see my traits have grown onto you," she said while cutely looking up at me.

"You are wrong, I'm still very well with my hand-eye coordination, I don't eat bananas on a daily basis, I don't read books and I don't listen to Taylor Swift," I raised my eyebrow up at her.

"I get the three other things, but you just had to take a jab at how shit my hand-eye coordination is?" She playfully glared up at me.

I threw my head back in laughter and pecked her lips before hugging her tightly.

"I think it's cute that you're really clumsy and can't seem to catch from a far distance, hence the name Bambi," I told her.

"You're so mean to me, I don't know why I love you," she joked and rolled her eyes.

"Because, I'm the only one who can keep up with your crazy Latina ass and weird as mood swings," I answered and rested my head on top of hers.

She said nothing in return, but let out a contempt sigh and kissed my neck lovingly.