Summary: Camila Cabello, is in the typical popular group along with her four best friends: Dinah, Lauren, Normani, and Ally. While some people might think her head is filled with nothing but air, she is one of smartest people in the school. Acing ma...
Y/n After discussing the plan for Hong Kong, I made my way to my room and got ready for my date. Lily had helped me choose my outfit for the night while Max just gave me a thumbs up at the final touch.
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I was already on my way to the restaurant that I had picked for Camila and I. It was the latest pizza place that was built in Miami. I knew Camila had been wanting to go here for a while since she's been constantly talking about it.
When I arrived at place, I parked my car and headed inside. I was stopped by a worker who had asked for my name. "Um, I have a reservation under the last name Carter." He looked down at the list and had finally found my name. "Ah, reservation for Y/n Carter, right this way."
He led me to a table and I thanked him. I wiped my sweaty palms and pulled out my phone just to be sure I had texted Camila the address to the place, to which I did. "Okay, calm down Y/n. You're going to be fine. No need to worry." I said to myself.
I looked at my phone again and it was 7:30, Camila should be arriving at any moment.
-10 minutes later-
Camila was a little bit late but I had nothing to worry about. Maybe she had traffic.
-30 minutes later-
Okay, maybe the traffic was really bad.
-1 hour later-
The waiter keeps asking me if I'm ready to order but I keep telling him no and that I was waiting on someone. Every time I say this, his eyes look at me with pity. God Camila, where are you?
-2 hours later-
Camila has been two hours late. I don't know why but I still have fate that she will come rushing through that door in such a mess because she might have overslept on her nap. I already ordered breadsticks since I was starting to get hungry.
-3 hours later-
It's 10:30 and the restaurant was closing in 30 minutes. I had ordered two large Hawaiian pizzas to go since I knew the guys probably want some pizza tonight. I looked at my phone one last time, expecting a text from Camila but much to my dismay, there was no reply. Camila officially has ditched this date.
"2 Hawaiian pizzas to go?" I grabbed the 2 pizza boxes and paid the cashier the money I owed her.
I made my way outside and to my car with my head down. So much for wanting to be together, I guess I was just a game.
Camila I was walking towards my jeep, ready to head to the address Y/n had sent me. I got into the car and put the key into the ignition but the sound of a failed engine was heard. "Oh come on! I have a date to go to!" I got out my car and popped the hood of the jeep. Smoke came out as soon as I lifted the hood up.
"You've got to be kidding me." I said in frustration. "Is there a problem sweetheart?" I turned my head and saw it was my Dad that was talking to me. "Yeah, something's wrong with my jeep and I have a date to go to."
He went over to the engine of the car and said, "Yup, it's defiantly broken." He put the hood back down and looked at me. "But I could take you to your date." My eyes lit up and I agreed quickly. "Thank you Papi. I'll put the address into the gps."
We both made our way to my Dad's car. He backed out the driveway and soon made his way to the restaurant. The ride wasn't very long and I soon saw the restaurant that Y/n had chosen. It was the newest pizza place! She's so sweet. She knew how much I've been wanting to go to this place.
But the odd thing was he kept driving past the restaurant. "Um, you passed the location Papi." He simply shook his head and turned off the gps. He then locked all the car doors and started to speed towards an unknown area of Miami. "I'm going to miss my date! Turn around!" I was getting fed up that he wasn't reply back. I looked at my phone and saw that I had no service. Fuck! I couldn't even text Y/n that I was going to be late.
I looked up from my phone and saw nothing but empty fields. "Where are we?" But he still didn't reply. Instead, we pulled up to what looks like an abandoned place. He got out the car and I follow suit.
He went to the entrance of the creepy building and had nodded at two people. They were carrying guns! Fucking guns! Oh hell no. "Come on mija, they won't hurt you." I ran towards my Dad while he led me inside the building.
From what was an abandoned building to the outside, it was a building filled with guns, drugs, and armed men in the inside. Everyone that saw my Dad kept nodding at him while he nodded back. What the fuck was up with the nodding?
We went inside some type of office that overlooked the whole place. "Where are we?" I said petrified of the answer. "This is the family business mija." I looked at the corner of the office and saw a flag with a well-known symbol on it. I turned to him and said, "Who are you?"
He simply smirked and said, "Welcome to the Cuban Smokers."
