If I Could Stay

Chapter one

Heat, noise and people: that sums up pretty well what Camila remembered about that night. It wasn't usual though, especially for her, to remember about a summer night out with her friends during college. But that one was hard to forget.

The brown-eyed girl sat on the sidewalk with her legs crossed, resting her weight on her arms, her hands pressed firmly against the ground.

"You know guys, if we leave now we might hit Pizza Hut before it closes." Camila said checking the time on her phone screen. "We won't get in this club anyway."

            That was probably the seventh time she tried to make her friends give up the idea of getting into this party across the street which its line was about to turn around the corner. It was extremely hot out there, and she could see people getting out of the club to smoke dripping in sweat. Besides, they had been there for at least two hours and the line didn't even seem to move one step.

            She knew it was one of the most amazing parties of the summer break, but was that necessary? Besides, she was settled to just keep drinking on the sidewalk with her friends and observe people getting out of the club too drunk to walk by themselves.

"Mila, we all know why you don't wanna go inside." That was Hanna, her best friend. She was blond, blue-eyed and seemed to just have walked out of and plastic surgeon's office, but she never even stepped at one. "And I can't blame you, but let's just see how this goes, maybe the people in line will just give up." She shrugged it off, taking a sip of her beer. "Besides, we're in New York. Pizza Hut it's 24/7."

"Whatever..." the brunette rolled her eyes and sighed. Hanna was right, Camila did have a reason why she didn't wanna go inside besides the two hours line and the people all wet. But she was defeated, eventually she would have to face the reason. She just sighed, accepting her loss and finished the beer in her hand.

"Wait... So that's why she's complaining about this? Is Sasha inside?" Lucy, the other friend said chuckling. She was two years older than them, but took the same classes as Camila and Hanna in Med School "I thought you were over her!" She admitted, handing a new beer to Camila.

"Well, she was." Hanna raised her eyebrow, "Until they made out last week." She spat flatly.

"Oh no..." Camila shook her head.

"WHAT?" Lucy almost screamed, while Hanna was laughing, but didn't look surprised though. "Why I didn't hear about this?"

"See? That's why we can't have nice nights out." Camila shoot a piercing look to Hanna, "We just slept together last week, it wasn't that big deal... really." She confessed trying to get rid of it.

"Really? So why don't you wanna go inside?" The eldest in the group asked.

"It's not that I don't wanna get in... I just don't think we will even be able to get anywhere close to that door." The brow-eyed tried to explain pointing to the line, even though her friends just stared at her knowing it was an excuse.

"What did she say to you?" Hanna asked suspiciously, knowing that there was more to it than Camila was letting out.

"Oh my god... She didn't say anything, ok? Guys, can we just talk about something else, please?"

"That's why you didn't come to the bar with us last week, wasn't it?" Lucy asked excited, looking like she had just discovered the wheel. "You get so weird when it comes to someone you're sleeping with..."

"Ok, Scherlock, are you done?" The youngest scoffed, hearing Hanna burst into laugh. "It didn't mean anything, I would say it was a relapse, that's all. We've all had those."