My Favorite Camren One-Shots (Part 2)

Never Gonna Give You Up

I don’t think I’d ever given much thought to it. But here I am. Stuck in a place I never thought I’d be, much less a place where I want to be stuck in. I look at her and I wonder, where did it all begin for the both of us. Maybe I do know. But after all that’s happened, I don’t know. I really don’t know. And it bothers me. It bothers me so fucking much. I have cried so much because of her. And I can’t even fucking remember how I got here. How did I end up falling so deeply in love that I can’t even remember how it felt to like someone else? I don’t even know if I could love someone that isn’t her. Then it gets worse. When I wonder if it ever ends. 

She’s majestic. Yeah, she’s grand, those are the best words that I can think of to describe her. You don’t have to take my words for granted. You can really ask anyone that’s ever come within 30 feet from her, they’d confirm it too. Trust me, it’s beyond infatuation because she’s captivating, fascinating, everything that has to do with enchantment. Not that I’m not infatuated by her, because let’s face it, I am. She’s just so fucking beautiful and she doesn’t even have to try. And it’s not like there is a secret to her beauty, she just is. She blooms like a flower in the morning. You could confirm that too but I’d rather you not ask other people if she wakes up beautiful. Mainly for my pride and ego if you’d like. I can feel myself getting nauseous thinking about those that came before me and even more so on those that could come after me. I can think about other hands touching her that aren’t mine. Just take my word for it, I’ve woken up next to her, she rises wonderfully, just like the sun. 

And this effect she has, especially on me, how to even explain it. We’re broken up, she’s across the room and she very well knows that I’m looking at her and she just sort of brandishes her magnificence. She knows what she does to me. She knows it and she uses it against me. Fuck you, Lauren Jauregui. You know what you do and you do it so well. 

I get it, you know, I fucking get it. I knew very well what I was getting myself into. I was her rebound. I was warned back and forth. I can very clearly replay all the warnings I got about her. So, yeah, I’ll take my half of the blame. Come to think of it partially to blame was when I thought I could be that gifted girl. Thinking I could be the exception to the rule. Was it really crazy of myself to think that maybe, just maybe, if I gave her all I had, I could be that special exception. Isn’t that what love is? Giving yourself to that other person. I’ve given Lauren everything. I’ve given her all of me. I gave her my first kiss, my first relationship, my first time, but I guess I consequently gave her my first heartbreak too.

And I can’t catch a break. We’re in a meeting for the student government association and it looks like she’s walking over. I have to remember to stay strong. Don’t let her lure you in Camila. Don’t let her in, again. 

“You know, Karla,” she leaned into my ear. “You’re starting to drool from just staring. You might want to consider investing on a bib.” And of course she has her countless ways of pissing me off, like calling me by my first name, but no matter what way she says it, she makes it sound so sexy. And I don’t know if I should be pissed or incredibly turned on.

“Oh fuck off, Lauren.” Yeah, that should show her. “You know you’re the one that’s still missing me." 

"And I’m not denying it.” Her green eyes darkened. 

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. 

This is exactly what I was talking about. She has these fucking ways of just reeling me back into her, with just five fucking words. And those damn eyes of hers. That’s all it took to have me rethink everything I’d ever done since I broke up with her. 

“Hello, Satan,” Dinah broke my thoughts. Thank God for Dinah. 

“To what do I owe this immense displeasure?” Lauren countered.