One Month (Camren FanFic)

Day 28

Camila's POV:

I'm so weak.

I can't even think about Lauren without feeling the imminent burn of her name flowing freely through my veins. Lauren has become a part of me. She has taken over my senses and mind. I've completely lost myself in the deepest confinements of her eyes, and I can't find my way out. It's pretty much pointless. There's absolutely nothing I can do to forget about Lauren, other than learning to live with the unshakeable feeling that my life is meaningless without her.

Our relationship was always intense, it was different and passionate and unique, which made it emotionally draining as well. It was full of ups and downs, and even though the ups were the best moments of my life, the downs were just as life changing. I had never felt a connection like ours before, and it was impossible to compare it with anything else I had experienced because nothing ever came even close to what we shared. And now, more than four years after we met, the same indescribable spark between us still keeps me up at night.

It became so physically painful to see Lauren in a white dress that I had to leave the store. Even if every fiber of my body wanted to be there for her, I couldn't stay. Seeing her in that amazing wedding dress was a very real and hard hitting reminder that every single fantasy I had played out on my mind about us won't happen. I tried to hold on to the very unlikely possibility that tables would turn and the stars would align for us, but the dress was a painful confirmation of the truth; we won't have our happily ever after.

An unusual racket outside of my room woke me up early that morning. I got out of bed lazily and walked to the small kitchen of my apartment.

"Oh, hey honey, you're up!" My mom exclaimed way too happily for a Wednesday morning.

"Yeah, hi." I told my visitor softly and accepted her kiss on my forehead. Having her in New York for a couple days is actually one of the best things that could've happened to me. I always thought I'd love to live on my own and walk around naked all day, but it actually gets really lonely.

"I'm making breakfast, are you hungry?" She asked me with a bright smile while she scrambled a few eggs on a frying pan.

"Sure, I didn't know I had any food though." I answered pouring myself a cup of coffee my mom had just made and sat down at the small table of the dining room area.

"You didn't." The older woman said giggling. "You're fridge was completely empty. But, luckily, Lauren came earlier with a bag of groceries. She said you might want some real breakfast for once now that I'm here."

"Lauren came?" I asked her surprised by the sudden reveal.

"Yeah, she didn't want to wake you up though, so she just gave me the groceries and left." My mom answered leaving a plate of scrambled eggs in front of me.

"Thanks." I said with a forced smile. I tried to understand why she'd do something like that, after all I had been a horrible friend for leaving her alone at the store, but those kind of things just made me love her even more.

That's just who Lauren is. She's selfless and caring, and she'd literally never let me feel bad about myself. It's amazing how much she actually cares about others, and even though her beauty is undeniable, I didn't fall in love with her looks, I fell deeply and hopelessly in love with her heart and mind.

"I didn't think it was possible for Lauren to get even more beautiful, but I was clearly wrong." My mom commented sitting next to me.

"Yeah, she's... She looks really happy." I answered sighing loudly.

"Are you okay sweetie?" My mom asked concerned and rubbed my arm lovingly with her thumb.

"Yes, why do you ask?"