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Camila's POV

I awoke to the sound of a camera click and flash. I realized that Y/N and I were still cuddling and she still held the ice bag on my head which had melted by now. My heart felt warm at the situation but I realized that Dinah had just taken a picture of us.

"What the fuck Dinah?" I whispered.

"Y'all are cute as hell." She snapped more pictures.

"Stopppp.." I whined and covered my face.

I felt Y/N begin to stir and saw her eyes widen when she realized Dinah with her phone up.

She quickly pulled the blanket over us and I started laughing.

"I'm going to get breakfast you hoes, so if you want something you better get ready." Dinah started to walk away.

We pulled the blanket off of us and started reminiscing in what happened last night.

"Soo, how's your head?" Y/N asked as she looked at the melted ice bag in her hand.

"It feels a lot better than last night for sure." I gave a small smile.

She nodded happily but her attention was soon averted to her phone. I saw that she had multiple messages.

"H-holy fucking shit." She jumped up and panicked.

"What happened?" I stood up with her and put a hand on her shoulder.

"I gotta go." She grabbed her jacket laying on the back of the couch.

"I'll drive you." I hurred over and grabbed my keys.

"Yeah, sure. Thank you." She practically ran out the door.

"Slow down Y/N, where are we going?" I got in the car and turned it on.

"Dino's. I- I think I'm gonna meet my brother again."

This seemed like a really big deal to her and even though I knew nothing about her, I knew she was exhilarated.

The car drive was completely silent except for the faint music playing in the background.

Soon enough, I could barely even stop the car before she dashed into the coffee shop.

"Dammit Y/N. Why do you have to be so fast." I put the car in park and hurried into the shop.

When I walked in I saw that she was a mess and was clinging onto a remotely tall boy with curly hair. He had glasses and earpiercings, with a sensibly fashionable style.

"I missed you so much Liam." She sobbed.

"You too sis." His voice sounded thick with emotion.

When they were done with their moment, Y/N turned around and motioned for me to come over.

"This is Camila, and Camila, this is Liam." She introduced us.

"Hi." We both exchanged.

After awhile, I decided to let them have their time together and walked down the block, going into random stores.

I loved seeing Y/N happy because I realized what she was before wasn't even close to happy.

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