Where We Belong (Camren)

Chapter 2

Lauren's POV

"Well, that went well," Dinah sat down right beside me outside on her front porch.

I scoffed, "Are you kidding? I mean, what was that, Dinah?"

"Uh... that was Camila not a ghost," she chuckled. "Man, you looked so frightened."

"I just... I haven't seen her in like three years," I breathed, scratching the back of my head. "Why is she even here?" I looked at her seriously.

Dinah took a deep breath, holding back a smile, "Obviously to live with us."

My eyebrows furrowed and I shook my head. "No...no way."

"Don't worry, Lo, it'll be fun! Just give it a chance," she nudged my shoulder.

"Dinah Jane," I groaned, closing my eyes. "You invite me to live with my fucking ex unknowingly?"

"Lauren Michelle, be nice! It's not like you two left off on bad terms."

"That's debatable. They weren't good terms. We kinda got into some arguments before she left the group... we all did with her... even you," I pointed and she shrugged. "I don't even remember the last conversation we had 'cause it wasn't even at your party. I have no recollection of it."

"Then, you can start brand new," Dinah grinned, trying to make light of the situation. But who was I kidding? I was so not ready to be doing anything like this. Living with Camila Cabello... my ex-girlfriend and ex-bandmate who I haven't spoken to in several years. I just couldn't.

"I don't know about this," I shook my head again. "I mean, how does she feel? She didn't know about this either you rat."

"Hey!" Dinah frowned. "I'm doing you both a favor."

"Favor in what way?" I glared.

"You'll see soon. It's all part of the plan," she smirked.

"What? Reuniting us to... make up? Get back together? Because I am not-"

"Chill! Again, you'll see soon," she stated. "Let's just go back in the house and actually talk to Camila."

Nerves hit again and I felt a bit nauseous. The second I saw the woman walk into the room, my stomach immediately churned and I had to get outside to breathe. Was it rude? Maybe, but when you see a person who's impacted your life tremendously after years without talking, it hits you with a lot of feelings. I didn't know what feelings but they made me tremble.

Camila Cabello. An emotional scar.

"Sorry for that, Mila," Dinah giggled, walking back into the house and basically pulling me along with her by hand.

The brunette looked up from her phone, also looking very unhappy. "Oh, um, it's alright. Dinah, I think it's time for us to talk privately," she muttered, only meeting eyes with the blonde.

"Alright, alright," she rolled her eyes and they went out the back door to talk.

My heart pounded, anxiety at an all time high. All that could be heard from outside was loud arguing. Camila was so mad. Knowing her and all her other little hissy fits from the last year she was in the band, she was definitely going to fight someone and then call an Uber up to get her the hell out of here. She wasn't going to be around something she didn't want to be a part of. There was no way she was going to agree to live with me.

"Just give it a try! Do you really wanna be a quitter forever?" I heard Dinah say to Camila but I couldn't hear what Camila said in response.

I was terrified about all of this. What in God's name was Dinah even doing? It was only random and uncalled for because Camila and I didn't talk... we basically didn't even know each other anymore. So, if three former Fifth Harmony members were to live together like say, me, Normani, and Dinah... It'd make sense. People would look at that and think that's cool and normal. But not Camila, Dinah, and I living together. This trio was so uncommon nowadays. You honestly wouldn't ever see us three hanging out because we don't and have not in like six or seven years since the band days. If Camila were to agree with this and we'd all live together and word gets out, the media and former fans would be completely baffled. More baffled than I was at this point.