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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28. Chapter 28

Camille's pov.
"Mom, I have a question." I said right as she walked in the door.
"Yeah?"
"Well as you know Zayn is leaving on tour in a few hours."
"Yes, I am aware."
"Well...he kinda sorta invited me to go."
"He did?"
"Yea!"
"That's amazing!"
"So does that mean I can go?"
"Of course not."
"What?"
"You can't go on your with Zayn."
"Why????"
"You will be gone for far too long. I'll miss you."
"We can face time and skype and text and-"
"Camille no means no."
"But," I stomped my foot. "Zayn and I are dating, we can't not see eachother!!!"
"I'm not going to see you if you go with him."
"Mom! Please let me go!"
"No Camille. You can spend the rest of the day with him, just no tour."
"Mom!"
"Camille, I'm sorry."
"Ugh...why do you hate me?"
With that I stomped off.
I was known kinda act like a child when I didn't get my way...
I called Zayn.
"Can I come over?" I asked.
"Sure, we are packing though so it wont be as fun." He laughed "are you ready?"
"Uhm, well I'll tell you about that later."
"Ok, well hurry."
He hung up as I grabbed my keys. 
"Mom I'm going to Zayns" 
I rushed out the door.
When I got to Zayns hotel, I knocked on the door quickly. He answered it just as quick.
"Where's your stuff?"
"I'm not going."
"What, why?"
"My mom won't let me."
"Oh..."
We kind of just stood there until Harry came over.
"Hey Cami! GUYS CAMI IS HERE!!!"
I smiled weakly.
"Camille!!!!" Louis screamed, tackling me with a hug. 
Liam joined in and Niall just stood there. Smiling at me.
"Um, guys Camille and I need to talk." Zayn says.
Niall's smile faded and the boys got off of me.
"We will give you your privacy." Harry said.

Zayns pov.
"So what now?" I ask her.
"I don't know." She sat on the couch. I joined her.
"Camille I think-"
"I know. We should break up..." I could tell she was hiding tears.
"Cry. Just let it out."
She did. I wasn't expecting it to be this bad but she was crying like she hadn't cried in years.
"I'm really sorry, Camille, but it's for the best."
"I know...I just love you so much and i don't want to loose you. Please don't do this."
I thought for a moment.
"What if we did this. What if we broke up, but had promise rings, so we could get back to get her after tour." I offered.
"I guess that would work."
"Ok." 
Tears still fell from her eyes. I wiped them away.
"Look you're ok. We're ok. There will still be an us . I promise. I swear."
"Ok." She said. 
"Let's go get those rings."

Camille's pov.
I got a beautiful ring that actually looked like an engagement ring . I loved it. We got our names engraved in it, like our bracelets. The only difference was that mine said Zayn and his said Camille. We made it back to the hotel in enough time to help the guys carry their stuff downstairs after I helped Zayn carry his.
"I don't want to go." He said. "If I had the choice, I would stay."
"And if I had the choice I would go."
"Zayn, it's time to go." Louis said. He seemed a little less energetic than before.
"Ok."
I wrapped him in a hug.
"I love you Zayn. With all my heart." 
He didn't say anything. He just looked at me. That's when it happened. His lips were on mine. I didn't even realize until afterwords. Until he pulled away. But I didn't want him to. I kissed him again. This time it was longer. Our goodbye kiss. The real one. 
My arms were wrapped around his neck and his hands around my waist. A few seconds later, we pulled apart.
"Camille, I love you too." 
"Zayn, C'mon!" Louis said pulling his arm.
He kissed me one last time and got on the bus. I spotted him in the window and waved good bye as the bus drove away.
The last time for a long time that I would ever get to see Zayn.

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