She's the One (Camren)

Prologue

I've been sitting in the same spot for a couple hours now, trying to write my English paper on life and how the toughest struggles in life can be with ourselves. It's a quarter after nine in the evening and I've been here since four in the afternoon. After all that time wasted, the paper in front of me has not been touched by the black inked pen in my hand. The light outside had been long gone which was a sign that I should head on home. As I gathered my belongings, I decided to grab another cup off coffee to go.

"Is that another tall Caramel Macchiato?" the blonde cashier asked. I nodded with a smile and gave her the change she needed for my drink. "What's your name? You know, so I can put it on the cup" she asked again while I was zoning out from my fatigue. "Oh gosh, I'm really out of it today sorry about that. My name's Lauren" I said trying to hide my red cheeks with my sleeve.

The blonde told me to wait at the other counter for my hot beverage and I did as told. I was on my phone scrolling through Instagram when a small voice yelled "one tall Caramel Macchiato for.... Lauren?" I looked up from my phone and my emerald green eyes met the most beautiful brown orbs I have ever seen in my life. A few seconds too long has passed ever since the barista called my name. I cleared my throat and had trouble speaking, this girl had me speechless. "I-- I'm-- that's me" I uttered sounding like a complete fool. ".... And I'm Camila" the girl with full pink luscious lips giggled under her breath, handing me my hot drink at the same time.

I thanked the cute barista and headed out the door as fast as I could. I've walked probably out of the coffee shop for only about a minute and I was already so eager to go back to get a glimpse of those chocolate brown eyes again. My attraction to Camila felt like nothing I've ever felt before. There have been many times where I've found myself questioning my attraction to girls but it never really got to me up until five minutes ago when she called out my order. The long walk home had my mind busy the entire time. I kept asking myself if I was just having a little shameless crush or if I may have found the one I've been looking for in my life for the longest time. I now reached my doorstep, found my keys, and unlocked the front door. Assuming the silence surrounding the house, it was safe to say everyone was fast asleep. Throwing all the baggage I had on my back onto the couch, I went straight into my room and changed into my pajamas. Not knowing exactly what to do after that embarrassing encounter I had with Camila, I took out a plain piece of paper and a black pen that was on my desk. I still had to write that English paper and I knew that I'd feel bad going to sleep not writing at least one sentence down.

"Indeed, the toughest struggles in life can be with ourselves. We as humans can walk this world looking as if we had just won the lottery, when in reality, inside we feel as if every single string of hope and happiness has been taken away from us. We can love unconditionally; however, loving can be as painful as having knives stabbing you repetitively in the heart....."

I felt my body become very heavy as I was attempting to get through my paragraph but my tiredness gave in. Turning off my lamp on the beside table and getting into my sheets, I laid on my side facing my window. It's been a span of approximately two hours since I've left that coffee shop. The only thing that was on my mind while I was drifting off to sleep was Camila.

Those eyes, those lips, that voice, her hair, her everything, was what I was wishing of dreaming of tonight in my slumber.