Camila's pov
To QueenDinah;
Whaddup DJ? Can we call or facetime? I'm bored
From QueenDinah;
Who is this? Do I know you? I'm not a DJ...
To not-QueenDinah;
Guess my friend didn't get her own number right..
I'm sorry, I'm Camila
From not-QueenDinah;
Ohh okay, no problem. I'm Y/n
You think she did that on purpose or did she just mess up?
To Y/n;
I guess she messed up. She is a mess to be honest hahha..
From Y/n;
Well nice to meet you Camila, I hope you find her actual number soon..
To Y/n;
I'll just text Lauren
From Y/n;
Lauren?
To Y/n;
Oh, I'm stupid
That's another friend
From Y/n;
Well I could've guessed that tho ;)
To Y/n;
Would you mind if I saved your number? I've liked talking to you so far
Read
To Y/n;
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sound creepy
From Y/n;
No no, don't go!
My mom asked for my help
Where are you from?
To Y/n:
From Cuba, but I live in Miami ;)
From Y/n;
Cool! I live in Miami as well actually
To Y/n;
Wait really? That's awesome.
Makes sense now I think about it, she didn't mess up the area code
From Y/n;
Oh right, we have that. Let's just pretend it was coincidental. Sounds cooler
To Y/n;
Okay sure weirdo
From Y/n;
We're calling each other names already huh, I see, I see
To Y/n;
YOU ARE READING
Camila/you imagines
FanfictionJust a bunch of one shots / short stories, about Camila Cabello and you. For some reason I made the first few in a weird perspective - but after a bit they shift to 'I'