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Your POV:
"I, I uh-"
I couldn't believe it. I was stammering with my words. It was all becoming too much for me to handle. My heart felt like it was being hit with a sledgehammer (A/N: hehe. I had to do it.) and my whole body felt like it was on fire, but not the scorching unbearable heat but the warmth and comforting feeling.
What was going on with me?
This wasn't the normal effects of the drugs. I should know, I've taken them way too many times to count and I had never felt like this before. The euphoria. It was way more intense than anything that I have ever felt before.
There was only one explanation and only one solution.
Run. Run and don't look back.
I had to get out of the room, far away from the loving motherly figured I always hoped for, away from the companionship and dedication of the girls, and the one that had captivated my dreams from the beginning.
"Excuse me."
I brushed past Camila and rushed through the door, not even waiting to see if Harry or Charlie were following me. I didn't care. I just had to get out of there. I briskly walked down the hallway of the back area and turned every other corner in order to distance myself from everyone and everything causing this feeling.
Ultimately, that was a bad decision on my part. Again.
Due to my focus on running away, I didn't realize that my breahting was becoming shallower and heavier by the second. I didn't notice my heart was giong on overdrive now and my head was feeling lighter than air. It wasn't until I lost my footing and nearly collided my head against the wall that I took note of everything.
I gripped the wall and pounded my fist in frustration, trying my best to calm my nerves and relinquish a little bit of the pain.
"Shit," I cursed, knowing I had overdone it.
A pang in my chest brought me to my knees, my legs giving way to my weight. Not this again. I mentally slapped myself allowing this to happen again. Before I knew it, my vision blurred and darkness surrounded me.
Camila's POV:
What the heck just happened? And who was she?
I looked to the girls and my mom for an explanation, but they were no help at all. I then turned towards Harry and my eyes nearly popped out of their eye sockets.
"Charlie? What are you doing here?" I exclaimed, engulfing myself in his arms.
"Oh, yeah, I thought I recognized you," Dinah noted.
"You guys know each other?" Harry asked, trying to put two to two together.
"Yeah, we met a few days ago while we were practicing for the event. He helped me find my way to the studio," I replied, smiling at Charlie, who was doing the same.
"Great to see you again. You too girls. I was searching for you after your performance, which was amazing by the way, but I had to attend to some pressing matters for the event that came about,"
"Oh, so you're working the event?"
"More or less, I-"
Before he could finish his sentence, a girl I immediately recognized from the dance floor with the younger one rushed through the door with a sense of panic, tears streaking down her face.
"Charlie, I-I-I don't kn-know," the girl started to break down with each word while trying to communicate. She was in such distress it broke my heart and I wanted to just walk over there and comfort her.
"Jessie, what's wrong?" Harry asked, concern taking over his face. "Is it Alex?"
"Sh-she, I found her, found her down the hall," she breathed in one big sob. "She was on the floor. I didn't. I didn't know if she wa-was-"
Charlie and Harry bolted out of the room, leaving a distraught Jessie, a confused Fifth Harmony and a worried mother.
Jessie's sobs broke the silence that filled the room and Ally, always being Ally, sprung into action. She walked over to the crying girl and wrapped her arms around Jessie comfortingly.
"Shhh, it'll be okay," Ally muttered.
Funny. She used to say the same thing to me whenever I broke down. Oh how I hoped that was true now. Nothing was okay.
I was broken out of my malice thinking when the other girls made their move. I followed suit, knowing exactly how she was feeling.
We did our best to comfort Jessie as best we could. My mom grabbed her bottle of water to drink while Ally and Normani were by her side, rubbing her amrs and back to calm her down. Lauren and Dinah were crouched down in front of her trying their best to calm hre down with soothing words.
Minutes passed and Harry came into the room. His facial expression was a faked one. He was trying to be strong for Jessie, and for himself.
"Is she okay?" Jessie bolted up from the couch and rushed over to Harry.
"She's being sent over to the hospital now. Charlie is with her," he explained. "They were able to stabalize her. It's just, her condition is complicated." He stopped and looked down. It was hurting him just speaking about it. "Your mom is taking Belle to the hospital as well. Belle insisted on going. Your mom said it was okay if you came with me. The lads are waiting with the van."
Jessie simply nodded and clung to Harry's side.
"What hospital?"
We all turned around and looked at my mom shockingly. What was she thinking? Was she seriously thinking of going to the hospital for someone we didn't even know?
Harry coughed his surprise away and answered, "Cedar-Sinai. Just a few minutes away from here."
My mom nodded in understanding and went to grab her things. I was frozen in confusion. She didn't even know this Alex and now she was rushing to the hospital as if she was someone of importance. A friend or family member.
"Is it okay if I come with you too?" Ally piped up.
"Me too," Lauren soon followed.
Soon Dinah and Normani requested as well, leaving me in the dust to jump on the band wagon. They all turned to me, waiting for me to say something. I felt uncomfortable with the whole situation and looked down at the floor. I didn't want to go to the hospital but I did at the same time. I didn't know why but something was telling me to make sure she was okay.
Ugh. Damn you brain.
I hung my head low, "I'll go," I sighed.
"Camz, you don't-"
"It's alright, Lo. I'll go with you guys," I cut her off before she could finish.
"All right, your driver can just follow our driver. I'll text the guys to tell your driver so they'll all wait in the back," Harry said as he went for his phone, Jessie still clinging to his side.
We were all back in our van, rushing to the hospital for someone I, we, didn't even know. I couldn't help but think what had bewitched my mom into volunteering for this. Especially after everything. Everything I went through. We went through.
I wanted to be mad at her for unintentionally dragging me with her, heck, I wanted to be mad to my friends too, but somewhere deep down inside me I wanted to check on her well being as well.
"Hey, you okay?"
I was brought out of my thoughts when I felt a hand lace around my own. I turned towards the concerned look on Lauren's face.
"Ye-yeah," I stuttered, silently cursing myself for stuttering because now Lauren knew the truth. I was lying. I was farthest from okay. I was a nervous wreck. My heart was pounding so hard I could see it coming out of my chest.
"Look, you don't have to go in if you don't want to. We would all understand if you didn't," she started. "Trust me, I was hesitant as well."
"But you're still willing to go," I argued. I paused, knowing the next few words were going to sound harsh, but I needed to ask. "Why are you even going? You don't even know her."
Lauren opened and then closed her mouth, trying to compose a reasoning behind her actions. Dinah and Normani turned from their seats, having listened to our not so secretive conversation. They too had a contemplating look on their face.
"I don't know. It's like this feeling of needing to know she is okay," Lauren tried to explain. She sighed in defeat knowing it still didn't make sense. "I don't know. May be it was after what the boys told us about her."
"Yeah, I mean, I knew of her, but I didn't know I would feel like I've known her for a years within the time limit of meeting her. I mean, I do know her, with what is put on the magazine and what not, but you know, like know her know her. Like, we're on the same level. You get me?" Dinah explained with the best of her abilities, which made me feel even more confused.
"Uh, yeah, what Lauren said. Sorry, D, but your explanation was a little confusing to follow," Normani stated.
"Whatever," Dinah huffed, slouching back into her seat with a defeated scowl.
Lauren chuckled but turned serious when she noticed my facial expression. I understood, but I didn't at the same time. Damn confusing feels.
I understood because I felt the same thing. Something was definitely different, yet familiar, with the beautiful heiress. Even though I only got to see her for a few seconds, it was like my heart instantly warmed up to her when my eyes me with those bright amber colored eyes.
I couldn't explain these feelings. I mean, if Lauren couldn't, I don't think anyone could. She was the most intellectual when it came to expressing things with words. That was why we always turned to her when we wanted something to get across to our fans, our managements, even our parents and family sometimes. Lauren was our interpreter and liason for everyone and everything and even she was having a hard time explaining this whole situation.
Before we knew it we were in front of, or shall I say, the back of Cedar-Sinai. Apparently the paparazzi had caught wind of the incident at the charity event and were already camped out at the front entrance waiting for a newsworthy event to happen regarding the heiress. Knowing the need for privacy, the hospital allowed us special entrance in the back, as well as the boys.
We saw Harry and Jessie rush out of the car, the other guys chasing quickly after them. We were still parking the car so we were a little behind, but that was fine with me because I felt like we were kind of intruding on a personal manner. I mean, did Alexandra McKenzie even know who we are?
"Mila, are you sure you want go in there?" Normani addressed me.
All eyes, again, were on me. My mom sending me a sad smile from the front seat.
"Ye-eah," Damnit, stop stuttering. "Sorry, yeah, I'm fine. Let's go," I said, trying to keep myself from stumbling over my words again.
Lauren squeezed my hand gently before letting go to get out of the van. Lauren and the girls followed Big Rob into the hospital while I slowed down my pace little by little, staying behind. When I reached the sliding door, I couldn't help but freeze on the spot.
The bright blinding lights. The old cushioned seats. The nurses and doctors walking around the area, some talking to patients and others talking to mourning visitors. The hospital equipment lining the walls and tables. Even the monotone resonating from the hospital grind was bringing back way too many memories and feelings. Many being bad and unwanted.
I unconsciously took a step back colliding with another frozen body. I looked up and saw my mom, tears brimming her eyes and her hands trembling beside her. It looked like I wasn't the only one fighting with the bad memories.
I gently grabbed onto my mom's hand and squeezed it, knocking her out of her shocked state. She looked up at me with glistening eyes, trying her best to hold back her tears.
"You should stay in the van, mija, if this is too much for you," she told me, trying to control her breathing in hopes of stopping the tears that we now coming down her face.
"You should too, mama," I replied, wiping away the fallen tears. "If you didn't want to come, why did you volunteer in the first place. I mean, I know you have a good heart, but you knew that coming to a hospital would-"
"I have to, mija," she blurted. I was shocked about her outburst, but not as much as she was. "I'm sorry, I didn't-, I'm sorry. But, I just have to do something," she exclaimed.
I could see the want in her eyes. I just didn't underestand about it.
"Why?"
"It's what my heart is telling me to do," she smiled, wiping away the last of her tears. "The moment I saw her, the moment I saw her the way I did, I knew I had to help her somehow. Maybe it was the charity bringing up these feelings. Maybe it was the fact that she looked distressed and needed someone there for her. Maybe it was the fact that she looked lost. But something inside me felt the need, the want, to be by her side. To help her through this. Like Lauren said. Something about her was just pulling me towards her," she paused and breathed in. "I don't know, but that's all I could think of."
She looked at me fully.
"Don't let your mind run your life. Follow your heart and you will experience eternal happiness and bliss," she reminded me as she kissed her forehead.
Those words were the words my dad would always tell Sofi and I while we were still kids and struggling with things. It was the Cabello way, he would always say.
I smiled at the memory and nodded my head in understanding. Mom always knew what to say. She was almost as good as Lauren, but not as good as Sofi.
The tears had fully subsided from my mom's eyes and she was fully composed. She then turned towards the entrance and then back towards me.
"Are you sure you want to go in? No one will judge you if you don't."
She looked at me, trying to catch a glimmer of a lie from my next statement. I stared right back, knowing what I was about to say.
"Si, mama, let's go."
I clasped onto her hand once again and we walked through the sliding doors into the hospital.
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