My Love

Chapter 16: One of a Kind

As the day went on, the whole VMA euphoria aurora faded away but we were still psyched nonetheless. As far as Camila and I, we kept the flirting at a minimum. It was mostly friendly interaction and I was very very happy and grateful for that.

After we all had dinner and watched a movie together, Camila was in a bad mood. She faked it well enough to wear the others weren't concerned, but I saw right through her. I could always sense when there was something wrong with her. And I would instinctively try to find a way to fix it. I scooted towards her and try to get her to tell me what's wrong.

"Is everything alright, Camz?" I asked her, already knowing the answer of course.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She said.

Fine.

Whenever Camila said that word, it always meant she wasn't. I feel like it's like that for everybody, but for Camila, that's her way of saying she's not okay by saying she is okay.

"Whatever it is you can tell me." I told her. She shook her head.

"No. It's stupid. You'll think it's stupid." She said as she ran her fingers through her hair.

"No I won't. I'm not here to judge. I promise." I said placing my hand lightly on her leg.

"Okay," she said breathing out. "It's Austin."

My lips were about to release a groan, but I remembered the promise I made her a few seconds ago.

"What about him?" I said, struggling to maintain my calmness.

"Well, I saw him and Becky G together. It's all over Twitter. You know I used to have a thing for him...." After that I tuned her our because I was panicking. Did she still have feelings for him? It was already painful the first time around.

3 months ago

I laid on my bed, depressed and feeling like all happiness and positivity got sucked out of my body. At this moment, Camila and Austin were on a movie date. I was so angry, but why? She has a right to be happy. But I want her to be happy with me.

I tried not to think about it. I went on Tumblr and put my earbuds in and listened to music and tried to block out reality like I always do when stuff like this happens. I never been an expert at dealing with pain. Most of the time I'd just end up blocking it out.

I decided to go on Twitter. Everyone was freaking out. Especially the Camren shippers. I honestly couldn't deal with it right now. I was ready gutted about this whole 'Camaustin' situation. I opened the Instagram app up and liked the two pictures they posted because I felt like I had to. I don't want to make her upset or uncomfortable.

But then I decided to unlike them. I'm not going to pretend to support a guy like that being with an angel like her. On that note, I decided to go to bed.

The next morning

After Camila went through the whole interrogation process with Dinah about how the date went, Camila approached me.

"Hey, Lo." She greeted.

"Hey." I said back.

"You seem like you're in a bit of a grumpy mood. And I noticed you unlike Austin and I's pictures. Are you upset that I went with a date with him last night?" She questioned, probably already knowing the answer.

There was no point in lying to her. Of course I wanted her to be happy, but it's so hard for me to just straight up lie to her. Especially about how I feel about things since she's always been there for me.

"Yes. I am upset. I want you to be happy, but I'm upset that you were with him last night. Actually, it pisses me off." I confided in her.

"Lauren, don't get worried about me and Austin. You know I love you and right now, you're my first choice. It's not fair of you to deny our love and refuse to start anything then get jealous when I'm with other people. Let me have a chance to experience things with different people. There's nothing like me and you and you know it." She said, placing a light kiss on my cheek before getting up and exiting, leaving me with my thoughts.

The girl that I love that I don't show attention to in public starts showing another guy attention and public but barely acknowledges him in private. I chuckled at the realization. Life is funny.

Present

"Lauren!" I heard Camila shout.

"What?" I asked, being snapped out of my trance.

"You know what? Forget it. You're not even listening." She said, sounding defeated.

"Sorry. I'm here for you. To be honest, Austin is still a sensitive subject for me. I'm sorry. But please tell me. I'll listen this time." I pleaded. She sighed.

"Okay. Well, I saw him and Becky G all over Twitter and it makes me feel sad for some reason. I mean, all feelings I had for him are gone. I don't know. Maybe the reason I feel bad is because I feel like I'm easily replaceable, you know? Like I'm nothing special." She said sadly.

"That's crazy. You're one of the most unique and special people I've ever met. You're one of a kind, Camzi. A diamond in the rough. Don't let Austin's stupidity change the way you see yourself. You're fucking awesome. You're your own kind of awesome. There's absolutely no one like you. And I mean that in a good way. No one else will ever replace you. Not in the band. Not in your family. Not on earth. And especially not in my heart." I told her.

"Thanks, Lo. I honestly don't know what I'd do without you." She said, hugging me tightly.

"Anytime, kiddo." I responded. "Anytime."