3 P.M. - I loved her. She loved me. I fell harder and harder every day, and I knew it was dangerous. She was dangerous. Her kiss began to taste like vodka even when she hadn't been drinking and her nails dug into my skin like razors, but I loved her. 11 P.M. - The flick of a lighter. I saw the flame in her emerald eyes as they both burned. She took a hit and handed it to me. It touched my lips and tasted like her. I felt the chemicals in my lungs. Everything was spinning, but I still loved her. Midnight - The flash of lights. They blinded me. I couldn't find my shirt. My skin was still glistening with the trail from her tongue. Gunshots. One. Two. Three. Glass shattered. Handcuffs. White walls. Caught. I still loved her. I always would. WARNING: This story is Rated R for drugs, sexual content, and language. Reader discretion is advised. DISCLAIMER: All content is original. Please refrain from commenting the names of and comparing other fan fictions throughout the story, as any similarities between stories are purely coincidental or based off of real-life Camren moments.

"It isn't suicide, It's called love." she said as she pulls the trigger. Warning: Suicidal

When Lauren Jauregui gets shipped off to a summer camp by her mother all alone, she is almost positive that her summer is ruined. It's the summer going into her senior year and she has no idea why she has to spend it at Camp Friendship, a camp mostly for teenagers with problems of all sorts looking to make friends. Although she likes to do drugs and get into trouble, her mother never seemed to be bothered this much by it. She has her whole summer planned out with her friends until her mother breaks the news that she is going on the last day of school and ruins everything. Camila Cabello on the other hand had nothing planned at all for the summer. As a socially awkward girl from North Carolina, she is not very pleased with the news of attending this camp either. She expects the worse when arriving at Camp Friendship, the weirdest camp in all of Florida, after driving hours to get there. But what happens when Lauren and Camila meet? Will this truly be the worst summer of their lives after all?

Words cannot describe this book, such a read. I wanted Heliophilia to be on Wattpad. Not my book. All rights go to original writer. Enjoy.

Lauren hates everything but most of all, she hates herself for letting her go.

Trigger Warning - Talk of Eating Disorders ➸ "But Lauren knew. Camila needed someone to fight for her, and that’s what she intended on doing. If Camila came running at her with her fist raised, Lauren wouldn’t push her away. She would just hug her until Camila stopped punching her." Highest Rank: #33 in Fanfiction

Is it ever enough?