So I recently had a major fanfiction writing conspiracy! I spent yesterday starting 4 new Lomille and Pal stories! The story titles are listed in my bio. Perhaps you might know what will happen. I'm also writing a part 2 of my Valentine's Day Pal one-shot because Mr Mew01 asked a question regarding Violet and Liv.

I'm writing so much that I need to find time to study! I have a bio paper due tomorrow at 8am and all I did was write my name on the top of the paper so I need to work on that tonight.

Disclaimer: The song belongs to Cimorelli and BTR belongs to Nickelodeon.


Chapter 5: Before October's Gone

Camille's POV

I couldn't help the flood of tears as they were streaming down my face as I made it into my apartment. Ever since the break up, I've started to write songs in hopes he would come back to me. I figured Lucy did it and was successful, then I shouldn't have a problem. I guess he's really over me. I picked up my guitar and started writing a song of what I just encountered.

Our phone calls got shorter
And the nights they got longer
You stopped replying
And I saw you with her

That's good. Hmm. I wonder what should come next. Then I remember one day when we "accidentally" bumped into each other at the pool. He caught me, as I was about to fall into the pool. I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. He gave me a small smile and I melted. Man, am I weak. "I missed you Camille". I was speechless. Then he helped me stand up and went join James and one of his dates and left me standing at the pool, speechless and like an idiot. I finally realized this and saw him leave me without another word. That was two weeks after our break up.

You tell me you miss me
I feel special for a second
But then you turn around and show me
that you didn't meant it

"Hey Camille. It's me. Listen, I don't think we should do this anymore. I hope we could still be friends. Let me know when you get this." I let the voicemail take the message and cried myself to sleep that night.

I listen to your voicemail from last September
And I bet that you don't remember leaving it
But it's all I got
My last piece of you
Maybe sometimes things just have to end
Maybe sometimes there's just no explaining it
But you could've let me know
You'd be moving on before October's gone

I remembered what I encountered that afternoon. Him and Peggy. At first, I didn't believe Jo when she told me but when I saw them today, I still didn't want to believe it. I was still in love with Logan Mitchell. The only problem was that he clearly has moved on and found someone better than me.

I heard all the rumors
I didn't want to believe it
You barely mentioned her once
I didn't think anything of it

I remembered our dates. I remembered one in particular. We were driving home from a movie and I was rambling on and on about how the movie should have ended and how the villain should have lived and how the heroine and hero shouldn't have gotten together because it would have been like any other romantic movie what girls my age fan over. I would look over at him and all I could see was him smiling. We got to my door of my apartment and we kissed good night.

A few dates afterwards, we went to dinner but we were silent for a majority of the time. I wanted to keep our relationship healthy but I could tell it was fading. I would sometimes see his eyes wander to a pretty girl in a booth with all her pretty friends. I sighed and played with my phone. The drive home was even more silent. He would usually have the radio going and I would sing along to the songs I knew but that night, it was off. I would look at him and try to make conversations with him but he would say very little. He didn't smile once. That night was a very quiet night.

Sitting there on my driveway
Said you could listen to me all night
Now you're the boy who never meant it
And I'm just the girl who "took it all the wrong way"

Now I'm lost here
It's mid-December
And you made it official with her
I was naive, you never wanted me
Tell me why'd you do this to me?

Maybe sometimes things just have to end
Maybe sometimes there's just no explaining it
But you could've let me know
You'd be moving on before October's gone

On that October night when I let you go
You didn't even try to make me stay, no
I didn't know that you could be so cold
Like the Minnesota snow

Somehow I always knew we'd end up this way
And I hope you feel happy someday
I just wanted you to open up to me
But now that's on the list of things you never did

Maybe sometimes things just have to end
Maybe sometimes there's just no explaining it
But you could've let me know
You'd be moving on
You'd be moving on
You'd be moving on before October's gone

It took me a whole 30 minutes to write it and I was pretty happy of the outcome. Now I know why Taylor Swift does this all the time. Maybe this is my ticket to become the next Taylor Swift. I decided to practice the song a little more.

Logan's POV

I had the urge to go talk to Camille about what happened. I made an excuse that I forgot something in my room and went to the elevator to the fourth floor to talk to Camille. I was about to knock on her door when I heard the sound of a guitar and a beautiful voice. I leaned my ear against the door so I can hear better.

On that October night when I let you go
You didn't even try to make me stay, no
I didn't know that you could be so cold
Like the Minnesota snow

Somehow I always knew we'd end up this way
And I hope you feel happy someday
I just wanted you to open up to me
But now that's on the list of things you never did

Maybe sometimes things just have to end
Maybe sometimes there's just no explaining it
But you could've let me know
You'd be moving on
You'd be moving on
You'd be moving on before October's gone

Wow. She must be really hurt. I have to fix this. I knocked on her door. The guitar and voice stopped. I heard some rumbling on the other side of the door and the sound of the lock unlocking. Here goes nothing. "What do you want?" Not quite the person I was expecting.

"Uhh. Well, sir." I cleared my throat. "I wanted to talk to Camille."

"Well, since she isn't dating you anymore, she never wants to see you again"

"I know that sir, and I am sorry. Please let me talk to her."

There was a silence between me and Mr Roberts. After thinking about it, he slammed the door in my face. Man, do I have some fixing to do. I had to think of a way to get her back.

Back in the crib, I was pacing back and forth when Kendall came in. "Dude, what are you doing here? Peggy's in the lobby!" Shoot. I forgot about her, and our date. I had more important things on my mind at the moment, as in Camille and how to get her back.

"I have something more important on my mind right now"

"You saw Camille and still have feelings for her?" I turned around and saw Peggy with her arms crossed.

I didn't know how to break it to her. "Peggy, I'm really sorry...again"

"You have to stop doing this!" And like that, she was gone. One problem solved, but I got a much bigger problem to solve.

"So you like Camille again?" Kendall sounded confused. One thing for sure was that I wanted to get back together with her.

"Yeah, I guess." I put my hands in my pockets and sat down on the couch. "I don't know." I buried my head in my hands. Ugh! Why is love so complicated?

Camille's POV

When I heard the knock on the door, I panicked because I knew exactly who was on the other side. I scrambled to my feet, grabbed my guitar, and ran to my room. I heard my dad open the door and talk to him. He wanted to talk to me? About what? About how he had moved on to other people and how I should too? About how he met someone else? About how he still has feelings for me and wants to get back together? Like that would ever happen. I rolled my eyes and began practicing the song again.

A few moments later, I heard the door slam shut and silence. I heard footsteps coming toward my door and a knock. "He's gone. He won't bother you anymore." I stood up and hugged perhaps the greatest dad ever. After he left, I took out a blank sheet music and began writing another song. Writing break up songs is fun. It's a great way to take your mind off things, like your ex. Hmm. I wonder how this one should start.

I guess I should've know better
To believe I'm the lucky chain, oh


Who knows the second song she "writes"? Who has a dad like Camille's? Who's rooting for Logan and Camille getting back together? Let me know!