Invisible string

There won't be a next time

That night they both laid in different beds but with the same thoughts revolving in both of their heads. They didn't know how to express it, but there was this tension , this irresistible force pulling them towards each other.

They made their minds, to try their best to ignore the other in order to get away from this mess of tension, attraction and overwhelming feelings.
But what they didn't knew was that they were tied to each other by some invisible strings controlled by fate.

So now, it had been more than a week since they had last talked. They had some encounters in hallways and classes but they didn't even gave each other a look but the irony was that they never missed a single chance to steal glances of the respective other.

In their hearts they both were a little hurt that the other didn't approached or tried to get into a conversation, but their minds were rather relieved because clearly it didn't wanted to go through the mess of feelings and consequences.

Taylor was able to convince Camila to come with her at a party. Camila wore a rib knit crop top with a beautiful butterfly which she paired with a mini skirt.

Camila, Taylor and Dua literally danced to any song whether be it a classic pop or a melancholic slow one. These were the few moments when she actually felt like a normal 21 year old.

After dancing for about an hour or so, Camila felt thirsty and her throat cracking up a little so she decided to take a drink or something.

Camila went up to the bar, took a bottle of water and ordered a martini.
She was looking around the club when she spotted Shawn talking to a blond bimbo oh that must be Casy she thought. She felt a different kind of fire burning inside her, that must be the effect of her drink. It had to be right?

She was literally burning them with her gaze when someone tapped on her shoulder. She turned around to see a brunette standing smiling up at her.

"Hey! I'm Austin Mahone." He said giving me his hand to shake.

"Um hi I'm Camila." I said shaking his hand for about a few seconds.
"Oh I know you, you're Camila Mikaelson right?" He said and I nodded.

"So, can I get you a drink or something?" He asked.
"Umm..okay." I said. He went away to get me a drink as I scrolled through my phone.

He took excruciatingly long, it was about 10 minutes now that he was gone. He came back with my drink and just by seeing his expression and the colour of the drink I knew what was wrong.

Hell I've been trained about all these things pretty well to never get roofied by my enemies and now strangers welp. I was about to dump that damn drink on his head but then Mr. Shawn Levy had to step in right.

Shawn's pov:

Ah can't this girl take a hint. For the last 15 minutes I'm trying to get her off my arm but just no what the fuck. I was looking around the bar when I saw a guy adding a pill to a drink. The guy turned around and who else could it be other than Austin Mahone, he's an arrogant asshole like really he's going to roofie someone just for his pleasure what the literal fuck.

I get caty or masy whatever's hand off my arm and take big steps towards him. He was offering the drink to some girl whose back was facing me. I got there to see the girl is Camila . Holy crap he's getting it damn hard. I clenched my jaw and took the drink from her hand.

"Shawn no. I kn-" Camila started but I cut her off smashing the glass on the floor and knocking him out with a punch on his jaw and one on the nose.

Some security guards came in our direction but I told them he tried to roofie Camila.

I firmly yet tightly grasped her wrist and took her out in the parking lot of the club.

"What was that for?" Camila said facing me with a blank expression on her face.

"What are you talking about? He was trying to-"
"Oh I know damn well what he was trying. I knew he mixed something in my drink infact I was going to dump it on him." She said her face still lacking any expression.

"Oh really?" I said before rolling my eyes. She's got to be kidding me, I don't even want her damn thank you but right now what is she trying to prove.

"Yeah really! I know damn well how guys try to add something in their drink, and please huh I don't need to be saved okay. I'm not fucking damsel in distress, so next time save it." She spat.

"Oh don't worry there won't be a next time." I said and walked away.

I didn't do or say anything wrong, I was just trying to help but honestly I don't know what she's trying to prove.

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