Forgotten

Camille was left behind by Zayn after his sucessful audition at the xfactor. She felt useless and unwanted. Now, Camile was absolutely gorgeous and has guys practically falling at her feet. She has many friends, but she still feels alone. What will happen when Zayn and Camille get reunited at a totally crazy party?

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11. chapter 11

Camille's Pov.

"wake up!" I hear Jordan shout.

"leave me alone! its 2 in the morning!"

"No, its 12 in the afternoon. we have plans with liam and the guys remember?"

"Oh no! why didnt you wake me up sooner?"

"Chill. we still have two hours." she explains calmly.

"Jordan thats two less hours that i need to get ready! now, please, get out so i can get dressed and stuff!"

She rolls her eyes and goes out the room. Seriously she is a girl. How does she not know how much time it takes for us to get ready?

I hop in the shower and start to sing. I'm not afraid to sing infront of jordan, but anyone else...forget it. After finishing about five songs, i get out. Starting to dry off, I go to my closet to look for something. i finally decide on what to wear and start to apply my makeup. I made it look natural, i mean, no one wants to look like a crayon raped your face. Once I got ready, i went downstairs and started to eat.

"What the heck are you doing?!" Jordan asks

"Um, eating. I'm hungry."

"Thats exactly why we have plans for dinner and a movie with the guys!"

"Oh,"

she nods.

 

We get in the car and drive to Olive Garden. i love that place When we get there, everyone is sitting down at a table.

"I'm sooo sorry we are late. Slow poke over here had to make sure she was the last one out the door."

"My hair doesn't get like this naturally, Jordan." I defend.

"Sounds like Zayn" Harry says looking at Zayn.

"Its not my fault I like to look presentable." 

I sit down in between Niall and Zayn. 

"Hello!" Niall says.

"Hey."

"Hi." Zayn says.

"Hello."

"Uh, so how do you uh...get your hair to look like that?"

"What?"

"I don't know. I was trying to make conversation."

"So, Camille. Zayn tells us you were friends?" Harry asks.

I knew this was going to come up.

 

http://www.polyvore.com/chevron_shorts/set?id=84678547&lid=1325320 camille's outfit.

Zayns pov.

"Um, yes. We WERE friends, but he went- I mean moved to Bradford. We kinda lost touch after that." Camille shoots me a look, but no one seems to notice.

"I mean, I tried to call him, but apparently he changed his number and somehow lost mine? But, only when the Xfa-"

"Uh, what do you say we talk about something else?" I ask. I didn't want the guys  to know about  Camille and I. That would mess up tons of things.

"And what would you like to talk about?" I could tell she was mad. I started to remember that when ever she was mad she had this little sass to her voice.

"Jordan! How are you liking L.A.?" I ask her.

"I love it! Omg, the people here are so nice. Do you guys like it?"

"Yeah, I like America. in general."

"What about you Liam?"

"The women here are amazing!" He says. Jordan and Camille start to laugh.

 "They are polite." Harry adds.

"I like the food."

"Of course you do." Louis says.

"So, Camille, Jordan. Where are you guys from?"

"Well, I'm from Miami, Florida, and Camille is from Brad-"

"What are you talking about, she is from Florida." I protest. Even though she had a slight British accent, I could pull it off, if she went along with it.

"Yeah, Jordan." she says eyes wide.

Harry and the guys look confused.

"Uh, ok?"

I look over at Camille to see if she was mad at me. but instead i started focusing on how gorgeous she was. Her beautiful blue eyes and how her Black hair fell down in those waves. And when she smiles, she has theses adorable dimples and-

"What?" Camille asks

"Nothing. i just wanted to see if you were mad?"

She rolls her eyes and turns back to Niall.

I feel my phone vibrate. It was from Harry. i look up at him, confused. he signals back to my phone. Opening the text, I see it says:

Harry: Go talk to her.

Zayn: why?

Harry: It'll help

Zayn:she needs space.

Harry:no, talk to her.

I look at him and give him a flat expression, but he only motions to Camille. I let out a sigh and say "Camille, can I please talk to you outside?"

 

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