Camila Cabello Imagines

Long Distance pt 2

after hanging up with camila i went upstairs to go back from my trip tonight ill have to leave at least by three three thirty to get to the airport just thinking about it made me tired. i threw my personal essentials knowing camila had extra clothes she like to see me wearing her clothes and hey less packing for me. i was halfway done packing when my bedroom door opened i looked up meetings stacey i looked up at her confused she gestured towards the door with her thumb

"oh sorry your mom let me in" i nodded that much time passed

"oh thats okay...is it that late already?"

"yep are you uh ready for the party or wait...you're going somewhere" here it goes whenever camila was brought up in a conversation stacey would i don't know would just get angry at me or change the subject i didn't get it we are all friends.

"sorry but camila called me she's going through something right now and I'm going to visit her i totally lost track of time" stacey scuffs i watch her from the conner of my eye she walks towards my mural of pictures picking one up i her hand

"whats up with you?" i narrow my eyes at her

"nothing, its just every time she's upset or not feeling well you fly over to her" i zipper the suit case standing up and taking the picture from her hands because it looked as if she would rip it in half

"um yes because she's my best friend stacey what are you getting at"

"yeah best friend does she know that"

"yes best friend you act like i don't do the same thing for you i don't really see the problem"

Stacey crosses her arms her eyes on the verge of tears i was beginning to get confused what is going on with these girls

"the problem is that whenever were going to do something together she comes in a sweeps you away from me! we haven't been able to hang out because camila called you crying, camila this, camila that!" stacey yelled she walked closer to my while i leaned back was i really pushing her away just for camila but i don't understand she needs me...

"stace you're acting crazy i- she just needs me right now its not easy being in a famous girl group"

stacey backs up tears treating to fall from her eyes i reached out but she moved back

"stacey...what do you want me to do..."

"to choose me for once..."

"stacey we've been hanging out its just been a bad week for her she needs me thats all ill be back in a few days" stacey hasn't said anything

"of course...i-i have to go"

"no stacey wait" she rushed out my room before i even had the chance to get a word out great on top of camila being upset i had stacey who was mad at me it was too much to handle. i fell down on my bed covering my eyes with my arm.

"sweetie is everything okay?"

"Everything is just complicated i think I'm just going to take a nap before my flight tonight"

"why don't you rest and ill take your suit case down"

was it just me or did it seem like stacey was jealous of camila i mean we were always the group of three then cam left to live her dream and then it was juts us two, i gave them equal attention.

i woke up around ten and began to get ready i took a shower, ate, and got dressed throwing on a hoodie i sent grabbed my phone noticing i had a text from camila and stacey

Camila:

don't forget about your flight! i emailed you the information cant wait xo

y/n:

didn't forget getting ready now see you soon

Stacey:

i'm sorry about earlier, ill explain soon

i put my phone away getting my earbuds to start getting out the house i was met with my mom waiting in the living room i engulfed her in a hug

"your cab is here text me when you get there, and when you land now I'm going to bed" she yawned she was already used to this whole thing i laughed hugging her back. California here i come.

Once i landed in Lax i stretched my limbs even though Camila bought me a first class seat still plane rides pissed me off. i was in need of a shower and a new set of clothes. i walked up to the people holding up the signs once i found my name i recognized a familiar face he smiled at me

"y/n good to see you again"

"you too frank is Camila with you?"

"mhmm she's waiting in the car...she been a mess but thats not my place to say" i understood

"i know I've been staying up every night trying to stop her crying"

we walked the rest of the way i saw a couple fans glance at me i didn't think anything of it and continued walking until another fan met my face uh oh

"walk a bit faster" frank whispered we started spend walking down the corridor of the airport ill tell you these fan were crazy but i know Camila loved them they got her through the day

"y/n! wait give this to Camila"

"y/n! can i have a picture"

"y/n! whats wrong with Camila"

"y/n!"

my eyes widen i felt like i was going to get an anxiety attack frank placed his hand on my back pushing me to walk faster until we made our way to the black Lincoln i opened the back door sliding into it as the fans scores can be heard outside i close my eyes taking a deep breath i forget where I'm at for a minute

"so no hey how you doing or i miss you" i hear the familiar voice and i smile i turn to bring her into a bone crushing hug

"hey how you doing i miss you cam..." i feel her breathe in my scent her body stats to shake its when i feel the tears slide down my neck i bring her in to me rubbing her back in sooth circles

"its okay... I'm here now, it going to be fine" she continues to cry in my arms

"s-s-sorry i-its i just miss you and your finally here" she pulls away from the hug wiping away a my cheeks with the pad of her thumb

"i didn't realize i was crying, its good to see you too and not just hear you over the phone why don't you put your seatbelt on so we can get moving" once she's was back in her spot i reach for her hand and running my thumb over her fingers a sigh escapes her mouth were sat just listening to the fans outside and the honks from the driver i turn towards Camila her eyes already trained on my face as if she was in a daze

"now who's ass do i have to beat..." 

AN: I didnt really proof read but here you go part 2 would you like a part 3? or something else