You're on my mind, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 52 weeks a year, 365 days. All the time. But the fact that you don't know it, is torturing me. And you need to know, for the best, or for the worse.
-Lauren.
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This was the note I gave to my crush, Camila Cabello. The girl I have been crushing on since 8th grade, when we were 13. 3 years ago. She hadn't got a clue, nobody had got a clue. Nobody knew about the fact I was lesbian. Not even my family. I wish I could tell everybody, so I could be myself, instead of being caged up, with my friends telling boys that I liked them. I wish it could stop. But if I told them, I probably wouldn't have any friends to tell boys that I liked them, when it was all a bullshit lie.
Camila is a very close friend of mine, we're practically best friends, but we are apart of different friendship groups. Camila isn't lesbian, or bisexual, for all I know. This is why I kept in my feelings for her, for 3 whole years. And now you're going to hear the story of our past, leading up to our future. It contains thrill, excitement, anger and depression; for the both of us.
And I'm still not 100% sure of what Camila thinks of me, and if we'll ever speak again.
YOU ARE READING
Notes - (Camren)
FanfictionYou're on my mind, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 52 weeks a year, 365 days. All the time. But the fact that you don't know it, is torturing me. And you need to know, for the best, or for the worse. -Lauren.
