Who Should I Choose? (Camren/You)

Chapter 4

*The Next Day*
    You wake up laying on Calum's couch at 10 AM. Yesterday had been a great distraction from all of the craziness that had occurred the day before. All you did was watch movies, talk, and eat junk food with your best friend. You tried your hardest to not think about Camila, Green Eyes, or what is in store for you. Sometimes your mind would drift off to the drama but luckily Calum could tell when you were falling into your thoughts so he'd crack a joke and it'd instantly bring you back to reality.

    You arise from the couch and fold the blankets that you were using. You know that Calum is at work so you decide to make yourself useful around the house to repay him for yesterday. You tidy up, do the dishes, and dust off a few objects. After doing the chores, you go and get in the shower. Luckily for you, you have a drawer at Calum's house filled with your clothes and accessories. You get dressed after exiting the shower and head to the kitchen. You notice a few hours have passed and Calum should be getting home soon. You prepare a lunch for yourself and him. As soon as you sit down and begin eating, Calum enters,
    "Hey Y/N. What's up?" He asks,
    "Not much. I made lunch for us both. Come sit," He walks over and sits down next to you,
    "You know I love you..." He begins, "and I like having you around here, but you're leaving after you're done eating,"
    "What? Why?" You question, confused as to why he's kicking you out,
    "Knowing you, you've probably done small things around my house all day to try to distract yourself. You're a master of procrastination! It's time for you to go see Camila and I know you won't do that unless I apply a little force," He says with a slight smirk on his face that screams 'I'm right and you know it',
    "Uggh, fine. You're right, I need to go back,"
    "Of course I'm right! I'm always right aren't I?" As soon as those words leave his mouth your eyes roll,
    "Shut up fucker..." He pouts and begins to fake cry,
    "But in all seriousness, thank you for everything. I would've lost my mind if it weren't for you. I love you so much bro," you say with a smile on your face,
    "No problem. You know I'm always here for you! I love you too, Y/N/N," he responds back. You both stand up and hug. Shortly after, you make your way towards the door and exit through it. Time to face Camila.

    You may or may not have felt like throwing up on the walk back to your apartment. You also may or may not have walked around the apartment complex five or so times before mustering up enough courage to actually enter the building. You're not exactly sure why, but you're a nervous wreck,
Maybe because she might be extremely pissed off and try to throw a frying pan at your head. Another thing you love about yourself (note the sarcasm), your mind tends to do this really fun thing of thinking of the worst possible scenarios. Before you know it, you're standing in front of your door. Should you knock or just use your key? She might be busy or just not be home at all,
Fuck it, I'll just use the key. Here we go.

    As soon as you close the door to your apartment, you feel a body collide with yours. You instantly recognize that it's Camila and she's trying to hug you. You hug her back, you had missed her. She holds onto you tightly for a while without uttering a word. When she finally pulls back, you can see she has tears in her eyes. Although she's wearing your old, worn-out clothes and has bags under her eyes, she still looks beautiful. You finally decide to break the awkward silence,
    "Hey..." She chuckles quietly at your awkwardness. You're not too good in these types of situations. However you do feel a bit more comfortable seeing her smile,
    "Look... I really want to talk. Can we go sit on the couch?" You nod your head signaling you're ok with the idea and she grabs your hand and walks you over to the couch. You both sit down, leaving some space in between. Camila decides to not waste anytime and begins to speak,
    "I'm so sorry for everything Y/N. For not opening up, for yelling and calling you names, for agreeing to break up, " Wow. You thought your brain had formed every possible scenario that could've happened... Guess not,
    "I'm sorry too. For leaving and not contacting you. I just needed some space and time, but it was inconsiderate,"
    "Not going to lie, I was pretty mad at first. But it helped me to realize something, I'm completely in love with you and I don't want to lose you," you're both staring at each other, you're not really too sure where she's going with this, "with that being said, I'm ready to open up and tell you about my family," Holy shit, did you hear that correctly?
    "Are you serious?"
    "Is that what you want from me?" You silently nod,
    "Then yes. If that's what it takes for us to be together."