Only Told the Moon

Eight

I went back to my apartment humming a melody to myself. The interview was great. It was just the questions about Lauren that made my heart drop. Luckily I reacted fast.

I'm pretty sure everyone is going to assume something went in between us. I mean, something did happen. But it's obvious I'm not going to be like "yea something did happen", I can't. For the sake of Lauren and my sake.

It's always been like that. Hiding the truth. Nothing has changed. I wish it didn't have to be like this. I wish I could just say fuck it and kiss Lauren without caring what people think. Things would never be the same, things would change.

Things would do change if it weren't for the music industry.

I sighed a bit sitting down on the couch. I would've enjoyed company with Lauren.. why does it always have to be her. She hurt me, I should be avoiding her. I should've turned her down, I shouldn't have let her get too close to me again.

I should've cut her off from my life. But I can't. She's impossible to avoid. My expectations are too high. I closed my eyes trying to calm down my emotions. Sadly my emotions won.

I felt tears form, I felt them roll down my cheek. I sniffed before wiping them away.

"Why does it have to be me? Why must I suffer? Why must I avoid the consequences of being me.. why must I hide in the dark.." I mumbled to myself, hearing my voice crack.

By now, tears were falling down. I can't close the faucet now. I gripped on my hair, sobbing. I sniffed, wiping my tears away.

Taking deep breaths in and out, I managed to calm down. I grabbed some tissues before blowing my nose. Great... my head hurts. I slowly stood up feeling dizzy. I walked to the kitchen holding onto the wall for support. I grabbed some painkillers in one of the cabinets, before taking them with water.

I leaned against the counter. A few more tears slipped out. I sighed ever so slightly, wiping them away. The only time I cried like this was because of Lauren. The way she just took my heart and ripped it to shreds. It took forever to heal. But now it's starting to shatter again slowly. Piece by piece..

Then Lauren texted me. Shit, got to wipe these tears away.

-Text Log-

L: hey Camila
C: hey Lauren.
Lauren is typing...
L: fuck it, wanna hang out?
C: did you know we got spotted at the party talking?
L: yea, I watched the interview
C: if we're going to hang out today, we need to look around our surroundings. Or you know, go somewhere where no paparazzis are there
L: or we can just hang out at my apartment

I choked on my saliva. I was not expecting that.

Camila is typing...
C: give me the address

-a couple minutes later-
I knocked on her door, standing outside of the hallway. The door opened before I entered quickly. I do not need someone to notice me. I closed the door, looking up.

~A/N~
Another chapter done. Proud of it. Hope you guys are liking it so far.