Story Of Our Lives // Camarry FanFic

Chapter 39

A/N: Hey guys. Sorry if I haven't been updating that often, the reason being is that it's Summer and I have so much vacation trips, that I don't have access to Wifi. Also, I have camp and yeah. I also apologize for not distributing the Povs, evenly. I just feel more comfortable, writing in Camila's pov, but I'll squeeze in Harry's too. Stay cool. Hope you enjoy this update.

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Harry's Pov

That night, I tossed and turned. No matter, how hard I tried, I couldn't get Camila out of my mind. She's enternally stuck in my head, and she won't get out. Everywhere I look, I see her face. Every turn, every corner... everywhere.

I wonder whats she's doing, now. Who's she with? What is she wearing? Is her hair, braided or let down, loosely. God, I'm starting to sound like a stalker. If I was a stalker, I would be following her every mood and not letting her leave my sight, but I have strode away from that thought. I'm very much, about 300,000+ miles away from her, and I've lost contact with her for the week, due to her 'Getaway' vacation. All we've gotten done, these past few days, here in the U.K is a few tunes for new tracks and a few newly added lyrics, all provided by Liam and I. Once this album is done, then we're starting our tour which conceeds with shows at the following: Liverpool, Amsterdam, London, Glasgow, we're doing a few signings and 2 shows in Newcastle, and then we're heading over to France, then we're taking a flight to Japan, then to Brazil. Simon briefly said that he was going to add some more show dates, later on. Also, before the tour, we have to meet up with our stylist, (Lou) and some other guy, and we're going to select some tour costumes. Then we have to practice our cheoreography, and other stuff that I'm positive, your not interested in.

I sighed, knowing that I'm not going to get any sleep. I quietly rolled out of my bed and exited my room. It was about 3:00 AM and the hallway was really dark. I tiptoed into the kitchen, and opened up the lights. My vision was at last, renewed.

I digged through the cupboards and fetched a Kettle. I turned on the stove and heated up some water. Whilst, the water was heating, I retrieved a teacup and chose, out of a variety of tea flavors, one. Which happened, to be flavored: Green tea. Once the water was heated, I poured some of it into the teacup and placed the bag of tea into the steaming water. Then, I shut the kitchen lights and made my way to the den which was on the other side of the flat, so there was no way that I would be able to wake up the boys, unless I screamed really loud, or blasted music, but whatever.

I made my way, towards the couch and took a seat. I reached for the remote and turned on the Telly. Hmmm, what a surprise, no good shows were on. I opted for either "ChattyMan" or "Full house." Bet you know, what I chose. I clicked on "Full House" and quietly watched it, whilst sipping my tea. I found it, rather distracting because everytime Michelle came up on the screen, all I could see is Camila's face. There I go again... Camila, Camila, Camila, Camila, Camila, Camila, Camila, and more Camila. This has, generally become a habit, that I can't control. I wish that I could wake up with amnesia, and forget about the stupid little things, for a change.

How will I make it past the year without her, now? All I could think about, is her.

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Camila's Pov

I clutched my stomach, trying to contain my laughter.

"Dinah, that's not how you pronounce buffet." Lauren corrected, our Polynesian friend. "The 't' is silent."

"Whatever you say, smartasses." She smirked. "I had a G.P.A of 92.3, so I think I know how to pronounce buffet. "

I rolled my eyes.

"DJ, I had a G.P.A of 98 and I was in all Honors classes, including English." Lauren bragged.

Dinah glared at her, but afterwards chuckled.

I pulled my hair into a bun, and let my feet overlap the towel. We were still at the beach, and after 2 hours of splashing around in the water, we just relaxed in the hot Hawaiian sun.

"Where are we going, tomorrow?" I asked Ally, while playing with the white sand, laying flat on my chest.

"Wherever you want to go." She concluded.

"Can we go horseback riding?" Normani asked, grinning widely.

Ally nodded.

"What about y'all?" She asked, referring to Lauren, Dinah, and I. "Wanna go horseback riding."

We all nodded.

I took off my shades, and squinted. The orange sun, was beaming right above us. It was truly a beautiful sight. I grabbed my Polaroid and snapped a picture of the horizon, bounded over the ocean.

Nothing could ruin this moment.

"C'mon girls, lets all take a group picture." Ally insisted, standing up and brushing off all the sand that clung onto her, due to the suntan lotion.

I stood up, too and mimicked her actions.

The other girls stood up, too and we all followed Ally to a rock that was seated upon the coast. We asked a couple to take a picture of us (with our camera, of course.)

The photo position was of me and Ally sitting on the rock and Lauren putting her arms around both of us. Normani and Dinah were bent down, beside us and they wrapped their arms around our waist. We had a background of a small wave colliding into the rock and the sun beaming down on us.

When we saw the picture, we all smiled.

"I love y'all." Ally squealed.

"We love you, too." We all said, in harmony.

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" Summary: So, basically Harry is miserable, while Camila has no care in the world. "

A/N: Did anyone see the concert videos of 5H's new songs? Holy harmony. I love Reflection and Over, so much.

-Stay cool, guys and thank you for 17K reads. Please comment your feedback and such. Also, I'm open to any suggestions. (Sorry that this update is so short!)