Journey of the Heart (Camila/OC)

Chapter Fourteen

A/N: Hey all! Update here for you! :D I'm sorry for the long wait. I'll admit, I was being lazy and I got a video game so I was kind of preoccupied with trying to beat it. Sorry :/ Gamer addiction. Anyways. Hope you like it. Oh ! And hope you like the new artwork for the story. :) 

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Your POV: 

"I, I uh-" 

I couldn't believe it. I was stammering with my words. It was all becoming too much for me to handle. My heart felt like it was being hit with a sledgehammer (A/N: hehe. I had to do it.) and my whole body felt like it was on fire, but not the scorching unbearable heat but the warmth and comforting feeling. 

What was going on with me? 

This wasn't the normal effects of the drugs. I should know, I've taken them way too many times to count and I had never felt like this before. The euphoria. It was way more intense than anything that I have ever felt before. 

There was only one explanation and only one solution. 

Run. Run and don't look back. 

I had to get out of the room, far away from the loving motherly figured I always hoped for, away from the companionship and dedication of the girls, and the one that had captivated my dreams from the beginning. 

"Excuse me." 

I brushed past Camila and rushed through the door, not even waiting to see if Harry or Charlie were following me. I didn't care. I just had to get out of there. I briskly walked down the hallway of the back area and turned every other corner in order to distance myself from everyone and everything causing this feeling. 

Ultimately, that was a bad decision on my part. Again. 

Due to my focus on running away, I didn't realize that my breahting was becoming shallower and heavier by the second. I didn't notice my heart was giong on overdrive now and my head was feeling lighter than air. It wasn't until I lost my footing and nearly collided my head against the wall that I took note of everything. 

I gripped the wall and pounded my fist in frustration, trying my best to calm my nerves and relinquish a little bit of the pain. 

"Shit," I cursed, knowing I had overdone it. 

A pang in my chest brought me to my knees, my legs giving way to my weight. Not this again. I mentally slapped myself allowing this to happen again. Before I knew it, my vision blurred and darkness surrounded me. 

Camila's POV:

What the heck just happened? And who was she? 

I looked to the girls and my mom for an explanation, but they were no help at all. I then turned towards Harry and my eyes nearly popped out of their eye sockets. 

"Charlie? What are you doing here?" I exclaimed, engulfing myself in his arms.

"Oh, yeah, I thought I recognized you," Dinah noted.

"You guys know each other?" Harry asked, trying to put two to two together.

"Yeah, we met a few days ago while we were practicing for the event. He helped me find my way to the studio," I replied, smiling at Charlie, who was doing the same.