Camila/You Imagines

Not My Type (G!P)

REQUEST: So y/n is a tomboy and was Camila's best friend when they were kids. Now on high school, camila has new friends and y/n always try to ask camila on a date but camila always shuts her down in the worst ways saying she's straight, when y/n tries to move on and stops paying so much attention to her, Camila tries to reach y/n up.

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A/N: This is wayyy longer than I expected it to be 💀

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"Hey Mila." I smiled to myself as I watched her walk past me in the halls.

She smiled back but ignored me before turning to her blonde friend Taylor. I sighed adverting my eyes to her backside and sighed deeply, "Get over it, loser." I heard my friend Olivia say and I looked up at her.

"Shut it, O'Brien." I sighed and she chuckled opening her locker as I leaned against the one next to hers.

"What's the big deal with her anyways? She like literally humiliates you all the time. Why keep chasing her?" She giggled and sighed with a small shrug looking back down the hall.

"Look at her-" I stopped myself before shaking my head and glaring at her.

"Wait- hold up, you chase guys who don't like you, all the time! The hell? You hypocrite." I almost playfully spat and she chuckled taking her sweet ass time with her books.

"Can you hurry up? I have places to be." I joked as I slid my hand into my Adidas joggers pocket and ran my hand through my hair.

"Like looking at a girl who doesn't give a shit about you?" She teased and I rolled my eyes as she closed her locker.

"Actually...I can relate, let's go, I heard Madison and Jack broke up." She mumbled and I laughed to myself walking after her.

"Have you seen him? Jesus." She breathed out and I grimaced shrugging.

"He's alright, I'm gay, so yeah, but he's good looking for a guy. I heard he treated Madison like shit though." I frowned as I fixed my backpack on my shoulders.

"She treated him like shit too, I mean she cheated, I think, so it makes sense." She shrugged and I shook my head as I caught Camila's little smile as she talked to Micheal Clifford.

"No one deserves to be called a slut cause y'all drifted apart." I pointed out and rather quickly I lost concentration when I saw her giggle.

"God, she's literally perfection." I sighed deeply as I felt my heart flutter and Olivia pulled me away playfully.

"And she doesn't care for you." She smiled cynically at me and I pouted.

"And Jack doesn't care about you either." I pushed her and she glared at me.

"Fuck you."

"Fuck you too." I shot back and I stopped at my locker as the bell rang.

I opened it as I tried my best to keep my attention on getting my books instead of the beauty about to walk by me again. But I lost it again when I smelt her coconut scent and turned my head to see her giggling. She blushed and slapped Michael's arm which caused me to sigh.