Fate's Identity

Chapter 72

My head rested on the headboard and my legs spread in front of me, against the sheets of the bed, as I video chat with Camila through my phone. She answered and immediately waved her hand once she saw me on her screen. Over here in the UK was night, but it was the afternoon on her side. I wave back and greet, "Hi."

She sat on her chair where her phone rested on the table, I presumed. She grins happily and replies, "Hey, Ally. I miss you guys so much."

"Same," I said. "I barely have enough sleep from filming. Today is the first day I can take a break."

"And you're spending it on me," Camila awes. "Ally, you're so sweet. I miss you living here. It doesn't feel the same without you. Now, tell me, what have my sisters been up to?"

I take a moment to think about what has happen this past week. I explain to her that Dinah met a boy named Harry. And those two seem to getting closer and closer everyday. I pray that God worship them together. Dinah deserves someone who makes her this happy. Lauren, on the other hand, didn't show up when Louis waited on her. And even though she didn't show, he's still doing everything he can to get her back.

"Aww," Camila says. "Poor Louis, but he deserves it. No one cheats on Lolo and gets away with it that easily."

My body tenses as I repeat the news that could lead her to ask about him. "Camila," I raise my voice. "Please don't be upset when I tell you this."

Camila nods her head as a response, and I explain, "When I first got here, I saw Liam." Her eyes widen a little. "And it turns out, he's playing the main character guy."

"Oh," she comments, confused.

"Now, Liam and I chatted about us and our relationship, and things are the same anymore," I said, even though it was painful to admit. "We both changed a little. But he wants us to work. But I don't want to really fall back just so I can open up the same wounds again. I don't know what to do."

"Listen to your heart," she says. "If your heart is over him, then move on. If you're uncertain, you can test it out."

"He's been trying to bring back feelings," I said, "and it's working for the most part. Every time I am around him or when he touches me, I just feel comfortable and relax. I am not stress. He just...I don't know."

"Sounds like there's no problem," Camila says.

"It's complicated," I said. "We both have change, but I fear it's me that has change the most. Maybe I should accept a date or not."

"At least Liam makes you feel the same. Zayn hasn't said anything to me," she says.

My brows crease. "Now that you mention it, I never have seen Zayn since I came. It's like he vanished into thin air, and Liam doesn't even mention him. Something is up. I will try to investigate it for you."

Camila nods her head. "Okay," she says. Her eyes shift to the adjacent wall, and she shifts them back on me. "Ally, I have to go. Make sure you tell the girls I miss them."

"I will. Please tell everyone we missed them," I said. Camila ends the chat, and I adjust my position to where I am laying on my back. I sigh heavily and close my eyes for a moment. I listen to my own breathing.

Should I say yes or should I say no?
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Inside a bar, I sit down on a stool on a small stage. Leonard Thomas instructed me to sing gracefully. He says, "Allyson, Michelle is an upbeat girl, so she can't really show signs on depression yet. She's just having fun with life at the moment."

I nod my head, and once the markup person shouts "Action!" I find the beat and tempo of the song and begin singing. I move around in my seat a little, getting the crowd to move around.