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Harry's Pov

"Mate, is that who I think it is?" Louis points to a girl with long black hair, skinny legs, and an amazingly familiar figure.

"Camila?" I say to the girl and she turns around and stares at me.

"Harry?" she says and I can see the color draining from her face. 

"Louis." Louis says and I give him a "really?" look.

"It's been so long." I say and she runs her fingers through her hair.

"Yeah. It has." she says quietly and waves at Louis. He returns the wave and continues to eat his food and Camila continues to stand over our table.

"What are you guys doing here?" she asks as she looks over her shoulder at someone in line.

"We're driving to college. Shaw University." I say and take a bite out of my burger.

"You're kidding. We're going to Shaw University too." Camila points to a tall and muscular guy in line and he turns around and blows her a kiss, making my blood boil.

"Who's he?" Louis asks, saving me from saying something that I'll probably regret.

"My boyfriend Dave." she says and looks at me but I don't look at her. She can probably tell that I'm angry right now but I don't care. I am angry. Not much with her but with myself. I shouldn't have let her go. I shouldn't have gotten on the plane to the UK. I shouldn't have left her at the airport crying her eyes out because of me. Because I'm such an asshole, I didn't care. I only cared about my dreams of becoming a singer. But they didn't come true. And now I have to suffer and face the cruel fact that Camila has a boyfriend and it's not me.

"Well I better go find a table." she says and turns to walk away. 

Camila's Pov

"Baby, you okay? You seem distracted." Dave lightly touches my arm and I snap out of my thoughts. He's right. I've hardly touhed my food.

"Um, yeah. Can we just go, we can eat in the car?" I plead. 

"Yeah, sure." Dave says and grabs our bags. I stand up and walk towards the door but before I open it, Dave stops me. 

"You really think I wasn't gonna hold the door open for my lady." Dave smiles, making me chuckle and gestures for me to walk out.

"Oh. Honestly I wasn't even thinking about it." I shake my head and open the passenger door.

"So then what were you thinking about?" he asks.

'Don't lie Camila. Lying will only make things worse.' The inner-Camila tells me.

"Um, just the whole trip and how fun it'll be." I try to sound cheerful but by the look on Dave's face, I can tell he isn't believing it.

"Are you sure there's nothing wrong?"

I put my hand on top of his. "Positive." I smile and turn my head to look outside the window.

"So who were those two guys you were conversing with?" Dave asks as we drive down Memory Highway. Ok Camila, just play it cool.

"My friends." I simply answer. Are they my friends? I mean, yeah Louis is but I'm not so sure about Harry being a friend right now.

"Oh." he replies and I move my hand to turn on the radio. Ariana Grande's song Love Me Harder blasts through the speakers and I sing along to the song as it's powerful lyrics speak to me.

"Your voice is amazing Cami. You should audition for one of those singing competitions on TV." Dave says to me.

"You've got to be kidding. Your voice is better than mine." I shake my head and we take an exit off of the highway.

"No way Camila. Your voice sounds a little bit like Ariana Grande." he says but I still believe that he's joking. Right?

"It's getting pretty late. Maybe we should find a hotel." I suggest and I pull out my phone to see if there is one near us.

"Yeah, lemme pull over."

Dave pulls over at a gas station and gets out to fill the tank. A nice blue Malibu car pulls up on the side of us and honks the horn. When I roll down the window to see who it is, I instantly regret it.

"Hey Camila!" Louis yells from the driver's seat and I can visibly see Harry in the passenger seat, and Niall, Liam, and Zayn in the back. 

"So all of you are going to Shaw University?" I ask and they all nod their heads. I mentally smack myself in the face. If I had known that all of them would be going to SU then I probably would've went to another University. Oh who am I kidding? I wouldn't have. But still, I kinda awkward going to the same school as them, considering one of them used to be my boyfriend.

Dave finishes filling the tank and he gets back into the driver's seat. I guess it's time to introduce him so it wouldn't be so awkward.

"Everyone, this is my boyfriend Dave. Dave this is Louis, Harry, Niall, Liam, and Zayn." Everyone greets Dave except for Harry, but I already knew that was going to happen.

"Well we better get going." Dave says and ignites the engine.

"Yeah, us too. We have a long drive ahead of us." Harry says.

"Oh, we're actually going to a hotel." Dave says and Harry stares at me while I look down at my lap.

"Alone? I mean you guys aren't gonna keep driving?" Harry tries to cover up his beginning statement but I seem to be the only one to notice his slip up.

"Well see ya at the University." I quickly end the conversation and roll up my window. Dave puts his car in reverse and we drive out of the gas station, to our hotel, which I still forgot to find.

"I think we should go to the WestGate Hotel. It's inexpensive and from it's website and sponsers it looks safe enough." I say and type the address into the car gps.

"You are 20 minutes away from your destination." The gps informs us and Dave sighs loudly.

"What's wrong baby?" I say and as soon as I do, his laughter fills the air.

"What's so funny?" I turn to face him and more laughter erupts from his lips.

"You've never called me baby before." he says and I wait for him to continue. "It sounds so foreign coming from your lips. So innocent and sexy even." he says and a small smile forms on my lips.

"Sexy huh? You just wait until we get to the hotel. They'll be a lot more sexy where that came from." I tease and Dave shifts in his seat.

"Is it hot in here or is it just me?" he laughs and I caress the side of his beautiful face.

"I think it's just you." I whisper and leave a kiss on his cheek while he continues to drive.

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