Story Of Our Lives // Camarry FanFic

Chapter 52

Updated On: Wednesday, October 22; Saturday, October 25; Sunday, October 26

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Camila's Pov

I stood there, not even slightly noticed.

My eyes were widened, and things were running through my mind.

How? Why? What?

I cleared my throat, seeming to stop the anonymously known "couple."

They looked up at me, their eyes widened, almost as big as mine.

"Um..." The cuban, green-eyed girl spoke, with stutters at the pause.

I crossed my arms, regaining my un-balanced thoughts.

"Care to explain?" I asked the two of them, raising my, yet to be trimmed, eyebrows.

"Well, what had happened was..." The british accented voice spoke, for the very first time, today.

"Go on..." I said, impatiently.

Right now, I really don't know what to think. I honestly, have mixed feelings about this heated situation which involved both, my best friend, and my guy friend.

"Look, I apologize for keeping this a secret..." Lauren spoke.

I clicked my tongue.

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You all, must be vaguely confused as to what had happened now, right? Well let me explain, briefly what just happened.

I was just nonchalantly, wanting to get a rest because I had to run two fucking miles, and I found Ms, Jauregui and Mr. Simpson, canoodling.

Now, let's get back to the present.

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"When did this become a thing?" I asked, smirking now.

"Well, technically we're not even a thing." Lauren said, crossing her arms. "So, you can't be mad now. There, problem solved. Bye."

She tried to leave. Of course, I didn't let that happen though.

I grabbed her hand and pushed her on the couch.

"Sit your ass down, Simpson." I demanded.

He swiftly, sat down.

"So, you're not a thing, but you were making out? That totally makes sense." I stated, sarcastically.

Lauren scoffed.

"People do it all the time, I don't see what the problem is." She sassed.

I rolled my eyes.

"The problem is, I totally ship it." I squealed.

Bradley chuckled.

As usual, Lauren blushed.

"Imma leave you two love-birds alone now." I stood up. "Use protection!"

With that, I ran out the room.

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Harry's Pov

I chuckled, as Camila's face popped up on my laptop screen.

"Hey babe." I greeted, once the screen became fully focused.

"Hey Hazza." She replied sweetly, and blew a kiss.

I grinned, and pretended to catch the kiss.

"Guess what?" She asked, excitedly.

I gave her a puzzled look.

"What?"

"I caught Lauren and Bradley making out in the dressing room." She shrieked.

My eyebrows furrowed.

"Are they a thing?" I asked, curiously.

She smirked.

"They claim that they aren't, but they sooo are." She said, jumping up and down.

"How much candy did you eat?" I asked her, teasingly.

She huffed.

"Well, If you must know, I ate a lollipop earlier, but that's all." She cried out, putting her hands up.

I chuckled.

"Anyways, I better get going so I'll talk to you later." I said. "Love you, Camila."

"Love you too." She mimicked, and hung up the call.

I smiled to myself.

Only 2 months left to go...

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Camila's Pov

I smiled, as I ended the call.

I missed Harry so much. I missed snuggling up to his built body, I missed his kisses, I missed his curly hair.

I looked down, and sighed.

Only 2 months to go, right?

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I walked towards the dressing room, and peered my head slowly in, hoping not to walk in on anything.

I sighed in relief, once I saw that it was vacant, besides the hairdresser who was waiting impatiently for me.

"I've been waiting for half an hour, Karla." She stated, glaring at me.

I put my hands up.

"In my defense, I was helping a future couple."

She rolled her eyes, and started to straighten my hair.

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A/N: This update literally took forever, and it's so short. Sorry about that, but I promise I'll make it up to you.

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