It's A Long Ride Home, I'm Afraid. {Camren} ✔️

~{24}~

I watched Camila go out on stage yet again, smiling at her newfound confidence.

Many shows ago, she was nervous and uncertain. Those emotions were now replaced by eager ones. I could tell Camila was starting to open up more to the crowd.

She told them jokes, she laughed with them, and she of course shared her music with them to which they all seemed to enjoy.

The Camila I was looking at now was the one destined for greatness in the future.

Now that her music was circulating the internet through the videos people had taped at each concert, people were curious to know when and if this music would become available one day.

Camila had already spoken to Normani, and signed a contract that she felt was appropriate for her.

So basically, in other words, Camila and I were working under the same label now.

At this point in time, we only had the east coast left to tour, starting down in Florida.

I realized I would soon be seeing Clara again, after eighteen years apart of being apart.

I'd also visit my dad, of course. And my sister, who was still home. My brother Chris was out at college.

After I went on stage for my performance, and the show came to a conclusion, Camila and I decided to go out for a walk since we wouldn't be leaving for our next tour destination until tomorrow.

"Normani told me that we can't go public about our relationship." Camila blurted in the middle of us walking.

I cocked an eyebrow. "Really? What made you ask about that?"

"I dunno." she shrugged. "Your fans seem very eager to know what's going on between us, since the paps are always taking photos of us together nowadays."

"You mean our fans." I corrected. "You've got yourself over a hundred thousand people following you now on both Twitter and Instagram who enjoy your music, remember."

She smiled. "Fine. Our fans."

"I honestly have to agree with Normani." I told her. "Right now, it's probably best to stay private about it until we know exactly how serious we're gonna get with each other."

Camila pursed her lips. "You're right. It's only smart."

Before I could say anything else, my phone began ringing. I realized that it was Ally calling.

Now that I thought of it, I hadn't spoken to her anytime after telling her about the Camila situation.

She didn't seem too thrilled with the fact that Camila had kept such a secret from me.

Uh oh. That means this can't be any good.

I hesitantly picked up the phone.

"Hey Ally!" I spoke nervously. "What's up?"

"Is Camila there?"

My gaze shifted towards the Cuban-Mexican sitting in front of me.

"Uh, yeah. Why? Did you need something?"

"Put me on speaker, Laur."

"Okay then."

I decided not to argue.

"You're on speaker now."

"Camila, I'm going to speak as calmly as I can so that I don't make you cry from what I'm about to say. But you are the slimiest, shadiest, most deceiving little troll I have ever met! One minute you're all like 'I'll never hurt Lauren', and then the next I hear about this total BS and Lauren is practically sobbing on the phone over your dumb butt!"