Story Of Our Lives // Camarry FanFic

Chapter 41

A/N: Hey beautiful people of wattpad. I'm not in the best mood, since I'm really pissed off, but I'll update for y'all. Anyway, please comment all of your feedback, and whatnot and yeah. I'm thinking of ending this book, soon but I'll make a sequel if you want... Or I'll just continue this book.

Qotd: Should I continue this book, or make a sequel?

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Camila's Pov

Today, me and the girls are heading back to L.A. Simon said that he has some news for us, so the minute that we get back, we have to FaceTime him. He had yet, to tell us whose tour we're going on. He mentioned that we're going to be opening acts, along with another band, with an upcoming artist, and a Dj/singer. He didn't say who the main act is, but I'm excited, either way.

"C'mon girls, our flight leaves in and hour." Ally said, as we rushed to the taxi that was waiting outside for us. The taxi driver obnoxiously, kept on honking. We already returned the key to the home owner and we dropped off the car, that we rented at the car rental place. 

"Why is this taxi driver, such an ass?" Lauren complained as we crossed the path that lead to the house. "Can't he wait?" 

"No time for complaining, Lolo." Ally said, as we neared the car. 

Lauren groaned, and rushed to the taxi, that happened to be an eight seater. Praise the lord. If it wasn't, then we would all be squished. 

"Took you long enough." The smartass driver, muttered and got out of the car to help us with our bags. 

"Oh, such a gentleman." Dinah said, sarcastically and gave her suitcase to the driver. Then, she sashayed into the backseat. 

I chuckled and muttered a 'thank you' to the driver, before going into the car. 

...

"That'll be $50 plus tip, if I may add."  The driver said, as we pulled up to the airport. 

"You best be kidding, if you think your gettin' a tip." Dinah sassed, as she handed him the $50 dollar bill, and walked off with her suitcase. 

I smirked and caught up with Dinah, alongside the girls. 

"That asshole isn't gettin' a tip." Dinah complained, as we neared the entrance to our gate.

"Oh DJ, the sass is real." Normani said, as we entered our gate.

I chuckled, and rolled my suitcase across the shiny, marble floor. I zoned everyone out, and listened to the sound of the suitcase wheels, colliding with the floor. That mimicked sound, echoed in my head like a police siren. It echoed, like someone was in great need of help, and that someone, was me. i miss Harry. Now, that the vacation is coming to an end, he's managed to crawl back into my mind. I miss him, like crazy. I've always wondered how our lives would be, if we weren't famous. If we were all normal, with no fame, and basically the complete opposite of what we are now. I wonder how life would be like, if my boyfriend wasn't a teenage heartthob. I don't regret the decision I made, of auditioning for the X-Factor, because then, I wouldn't have met my best friends, not even... their my sisters. If I didn't audition, then I wouldn't have all my loyal fans, whom I love so much. I wouldn't be living my dream. I wouldn't be doing what I love to do. But, I still wonder... My brain lingers into different places, sometimes. Some may say, that I have such a curious mind, that it may one day kill me. But, I don't call it curiousity... I call it imagination. 

"Earth-to-Mila." I heard a voice yell into my ear, which snapped me out of my imaginative thought.

"Huh?" I asked, clearly confused as to who's voice woken up my wandering mind.

"We're about to board the plane." Ally said, looking at me, confused as to what I was thinking about. 

I nodded, and picked up my carry-on bag, that I must've dropped whilst I was off in another world. We had already went through security and dropped off our baggage. I hadn't even acknowleded it. 

Luckily, Ally booked us first class, being the sweetheart that she is. 

I put my carry-on bag, in the carrier and took a seat, clearly enjoying first class territory. Believe it, or not, I haven't really rode first class, that many times. Our only transportation is either the tour bus, or the van. Of course, we go on the plane, for vacation or to travel to a different country, but we never have first class.

"Psst, Camz." A husky voice, interrupted me from my train of thought.

"Huh?" I asked, confused as to where the voice was concluded from.

"It's Harry, babe." The familiar voice, spoke out.

"Harry? It's really you?" I asked, aloud.

"Camila, who are you talking to?" A voice, snapped me out of my trance.

"Harry, I'm talking to Harry..." I answered, the unknown voice.

Then, Lauren's face popped up, above the walls that seperated us.

"Camila, I don't know what you're talking about." Lauren said, making direct eye contact with me. "Harry isn't here, remember, he's in the U.K... with Liam."

I looked at her, with a look of despair.

"I miss him, so much." I said, my eyes were glossy.

I looked away, and buried my head into the cushion of the seat.

This is going to be a long flight.

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A/N: *Filler Chapter*  Thank you all for your votes and comments and thank youi for 19K+ reads. Remember, if you have any suggestions to improve this story, DM me, or comment below. Vote! Follow Me! Also, sorry for not updating in a while. Anyways, chao. Stay cool, friends. xx