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I wanted Baby Come Back to be on Wattpad because it is one of the first Camren fanfics I ever read and I was surprised no one uploaded it here. The storyline is great and you will never lose interest. Slowly I am going back and editing the text to make it grammatically correct. I do not own anything, all credit goes to the original author. I will remove this per the author's request. Changes have been made, but you can find the original here: http://www.5hfanfiction.tumblr.com/tagged/baby+come+back/

You loved Old Wattpad Profile.. but he's gone now.

Lance:Keith please I miss y- we miss you all so much and we need you Keith:lance I will try my best but you already know I'm with the blade to protect you guys Lance: you always say that KEITH the more closer you are to us the more safe we will be Keith don't worry lance I promise I will be there soon

Deborah would be so pissed if she knew you called her Debbie. She hasn't let me call her that since the second year of our marriage. (This was also made in an amino chatroom by the Suicidal Bath Squad. It takes place in the same universe as "My Lovely Pickledoc" by Damon-Pines)

Esme Philomena Carillo. Despite her whole name meaning love, she's never really understood it. Sure, she's seen it everywhere-in books, in movies, in the people around her-but it has never been enough to satisfy her curiosity. Ironically, she's on her way to France for her cousin's dream wedding. As the maid of honor, Esme arrives ahead of everyone else to help with the preparations. She knows Nicholas will be there. After all, he's one of the groom's groomsmen. She tells herself they'll exchange polite smiles, keep a respectable distance, and make it through the week without reopening old wounds. She couldn't have been more wrong. Nicholas Ixion Perpetua. The groom's groomsman. Her situationship. Nicholas loved love. Well... used to. Until one girl shattered his heart into pieces and left him believing romance belonged only in the pages of a book. These days, he's content writing and reading love stories instead of living them. Being invited as one of the groom's groomsmen should've been simple. It would've been... If the maid of honor wasn't the girl who broke his heart. Unfortunately for them, fate-or perhaps the hotel's unfortunate circumstances-has other plans. As a romance bibliophile, Nicholas can't help but think this whole situation feels painfully cliché. Surprisingly, Esme agrees. Even if romance novels aren't exactly her thing, she knows this trope all too well-courtesy of the very same man who made her read them. A destination wedding. Two healing hearts. One room they never expected to share. One country overflowing with romance. They've both read this story before. The only question is... Will they finally get the ending they want this time?