Chapter 18

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Camillas POV:

As I'm walking to my girls house, I start to think.

How am I already calling her 'My Girl' and she isn't even mine.

Yet ;)

Taylors POV:

Camilla should be on her way here now.

I'm extremely nervous.

What if she doesn't like me anymore and she came to tell me that she can't see me anymore.

Why does my brain work like this?

Right now I am sitting on my bed listening to
The kill (Bury me) by 30 Seconds to Mars

Next on my playlist is Miss movin on by Fifth Harmony

I actually just discovered Fifth Harmony.

I don't know any of their names, but one of them looks identical to my Camila.

And there I go again. Calling her mine.

*knock knock*

I got off my bed and answered the door.

I opened the door, and was immediately tackled to the floor.

"What the fuck!" I said

I heard a giggle

"Hey cutie." She said

I looked down and seen it was Camz hugging me.

A huge grin appeared on my face.

"Camz!" I said

I jumped on her and hugged her tightly.

"Did you miss me?" She smirked

"Yes! I haven't seen you for like a week." I pouted

"Don't pout, it's adorable." She said

I blushed

"Stop that." I said

"Stop what?" She asked

"Making me blush!" I pouted

"You stop!" She said

"Stop what!" I said

"Pouting! It's fucking adorable!" She exclaimed

I smirked

"Well it's not my fault." I pouted again

"Ugh! I'll leave if you don't stop!" She threatened

"Fine, suit yourself." I chuckled

We got off the floor and sat down on my bed.

"What are you listening to?" She asked

"Miss movin on by this girl band called Fifth Harmony. They're really good." I said

Her face drained of color.

"Camz, are you okay? You look like you're going to be sick." I asked concered

"No no, I'm f-fine." She stuttered

"Are you sure?" I asked

"Yes." She said quickly

"Okay..." I trailed off

We sat there in silence.

The only noise was the music from my laptop.

I took that time to look up the names of the girls in Fifth Harmony.

What the fuck!

The girl that looks like my Camila, IS my Camila!

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