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"She is what?" Camila was screaming in the middle of the airport.

She was going home for three days when her phone buzzed and the name on the screen read Ally. Picking up, she smiled, but the second she heard the news, her mood drastically changed.

Ally was speaking slowly and at first Camila didn't believe her. It can't be. She was talking to the girl just a couple of hours ago and now Ally was telling her that Lauren was in the hospital in a very bad condition.

"What happened?" her voice broke and she ignored all the fans around her, saying a quick sorry and getting to the door leading to her private jet.

'We don't really know.' the small voice on the other side spoke. 'We went to the shop for groceries and when we got back the door was closed but she was lying unconscious on the floor and the glass table broken beneath her.' Camila gasped loudly, getting on her seat. 'We have suspicious who it was, but we can't tell anything before she wakes up. There is no threat for her life, but the doctor said that the glasses in her back were stuck pretty deep and her ribs are in awful condition.' Ally explained. 'That's not the worse, if you see her face, Mila, she doesn't look like herself.'

"I don't know who that monster is, Ally, but I promise you I'll make everything possible to catch him." Camila gritted. "I'll be landing in 5 hours, send me the hospital and I'll be there."

'Leave all phones off, sit and get ready for flying.' Camila heard.

"Keep me noticed through text, sunshine, love you, talk to you later." Camila finished and hang the phone after hearing Ally's response.

Camila closed her eyes trying to get some sleep, because she was tired. She had like an hour sleep last night and the whole day was full with activities. She really tried but all her mind seems to drift to was the green eyed girl she had strong feelings for.

The popstar was scared. Why would someone want to attack this girl that is kind to everyone and always gives her best to help?

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"I'm in Miami, Ally. How is she?" Camila was passing around the small airport's bathroom.

"She is in the same situation as the last time you checked, Mila, and that was twenty minutes ago." Camila took her phone away from her face to look at the caller ID. It was indeed Ally's phone number she dialed.

"Dinah?"

"Yes, it's me. Ally fell asleep. She is tired. Why are you not here yet?" the Poly's girl voice laced with curiosity.

" Ugh, I am at the airport, but got mobbed by around three-hundred fans so I have to wait a little to be able to snuck out."

"Oh wow, that sucks, but please don't worry, we wait for her to wake up, her parents are here, we are waiting. If there is something, Mila, I will personally call you. You're lover is in good hands." Camila gasped.

"Lover? Why in hell would you think I still love her?" Camila stopped abruptly.

"Well if scratch the fact you wrote a whole album about her," Camila's cheek got rosy and she ducked her head even though Dinah couldn't see her "let's not forget the fact I've been your best friend for 4 years, Chancho. I know you better than you think and I can read your face better than you know."

"Is it that obvious?" the brunette signed.

"No, for someone who doesn't look, but for me it was. Don't worry, Walz, not gonna tell, but you better play your cards well this time. I have to go, we are waiting for you, bye." and the line got dead.

'What the actual fuck.' the latina looked herself in the mirror and shook herself, before leaving the small bathroom.

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"I'm here, okay, I'm here." Camila ran down the hallway spotting her friends.

"Calm you tits, Chancho, we are in a hospital." Dinah hissed.

Panting from the run she made, the young Latina bent down and put her hands on her knees, glaring at her friend. "Fuck you." was all she said, before getting back up to look around.

"Ms. and Mrs. Jauregui." the petite Latina looked at Lauren's parents and smiled kindly at them.

"Now, we are Clara and Mike for you." Mike pointed.

Shaking her head, Camila responded. "I lost that privilege year ago." She smiled sadly at the lovely couple. "I'm allowed to see her, right?"

Nodding slowly, Dinah got up. "I'm gonna lead the way."

Walking slowly to the room, the silence between the girls wasn't awkward. They were both deep in thoughts. Stopping in front of room 304, Dinah nodded her head. "Be prepared, Mila, she is a lot worse than the last time you saw her."

Taking the doorknob in her hands, Camila just looked at her friend, took a deep breath and walked in, closing the door behind her. She turned around and her breath got caught. The beautiful girl she knew for so long was in awful condition and Camila wanted to cry, to kill the person who made that. Of course, Lauren was still beautiful in her eyes, but her face was so beaten up. She had plump lip, black eye, a lot of bruises and her beautiful emerald eyes weren't open, staring at her.

Camila got closer to the bed and seated herself on the chair next to it. Taking Lauren's hand in hers she let the tears to fall down.

"You are one hella strong person, you know that, Laur?" she talked to no one in particular. The brunette just hoped her friend could hear her. "I'm going to find that person, Lo, and I'll make him suffer as bad as he made you suffer." she kissed the hand ad mumbled against it. "I promise."

"No." her head turned around abruptly. Green eyes were barely open, but they were starring at her.

"Lauren?"

A/N: Wowww, I know I said I'm not gonna update guys, but here is a small preview of what gonna happen later on. It's just one part of the chapter that's why it's so short, but I wan'ted to keep you on your toes for the next one that will be on when I'm done with my exams. I cropped the chapter.

Now, Luis is back. Interesting. What do you think will happen? Will Lauren protect Camila by keeping her mouth shut or she will stuck up for herself?

I think the story gets to an interesting part. Oh and yet no Camren kiss? Maan that sucks af, but you have to keep waiting so it's gonn be worth it (pun intended) at the end. Bye babes, see you next month. Love yourself first.

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