Camren Oneshots

Somewhere Between Hello and Goodbye

This very short fic was inspired by the quote, "Don't forget: somewhere between hello and goodbye, there was love, so much love." – faraway , hence the title. I saw it on Twitter and since I'm bored and hungry and don't have anything better to do I decided to write this. Not really my best work but I hope it's somehow tolerable.

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2012

I was pacing back and forth backstage, trying to shake off my anxiety before I head off to the stage. There were hundreds of great singers surrounding me and a couple hundred more about to move on to the next round. My anxiety's starting to get the best of me, telling me that I won't be able to impress the judges like the others did. That my singing is just average compared to these great ones surrounding me. I could almost feel the contents of my breakfast from this morning bubbling up my stomach when I heard a raspy voice going through the audition. It compelled my pacing to stop and prompted me to look at the stage where a brunette slightly taller than me speaks confidently with the judges. She tells her name to Simon; Lauren Jauregui and that she recently turned sixteen.

I was immediately smitten and in awe with the way she carried herself, with the grace she spoke her words, with the confidence exuding from her stature. Lauren Jauregui is a confident girl even at sixteen where majority of teenagers experience the melancholic hold of insecurity that basically destroys every trace of a self-esteem.

And when she sings I Ain't Got You by Alicia Keys, I was a goner. A total, absolute, goner. Her voice is so powerful, raw, and breathtaking that even some of the contestants backstage stopped to look and listen at the angel pouring her feelings while singing on stage. She was ethereal, she looked divine. She captured the audience and trapped the judges under her spell, including me. I couldn't look away from her, I wouldn't. She pulled me in and I know– I know that I wouldn't be able to draw back from this anymore.

She got 4 yeses, meaning she'll be going on to the next round. That she'll be another one great singer I'd have to look out for in the midst of a hundred more. I gulped unconsciously, already second guessing my ability once more and contemplating on just trying again next year instead of persevering when I saw Lauren striding over.

I racked my brain on what to say before she completely passes me and came up with a hurried, "I like your shirt!"

I internally cringed at the lame and completely dorky compliment, already berating and bracing myself from the inevitable dirty look I'm about to receive from this goddess when instead she replied with something that surprised me.

"Thanks! I like yours too!" She smiled politely, and I noticed that her eyes were green.. gorgeous emeralds that I could lose myself in.

I tried to stutter out a reply but before anything could come out, she was already walking over to a large group. Probably her family and friends who accompanied her to show their support. I noticed the way she threw her head back to laugh and the melodious sound of it. How she unconsciously tosses her hair in an anxious manner and how she bites her lip before voicing out her thoughts. I sighed audibly and smiled to myself.

Yep, I am a total goner.

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2013