The next two weeks went by relatively smoothly. Shawn continued to sleep on a mattress in Camilas room, observing her sleeping patterns and then coming up with and altering the plan accordingly.
It turned out she only experienced night terrors four out of seven nights of the week and they began at about 10.30 pm each night so at 10.25 he would wake her up, she would sip on the water he held out to her and they would talk about something or nothing for ten minutes or so and then slowly he would allow her to drift back off to sleep, him staying awake for another hour or so to make sure the night terror had been completely avoided before returning to his mattress and watching her chest rise and fall peacefully until he too fell asleep.
During the days he would drive her to school and follow at a distance to ensures she was safe, her down time was spent shopping and eating with friends and now, where as before Shawn would step back and watch from afar, he would sit with the group whilst they ate and hold bags for Camila as she shopped.
On one such day a group of five of them sat and ate Mexican food on an out door patio at an exclusive shopping mall, the girls quickly headed off to window shop, Shawn making sure that Camila was in sight at all times as he sipped on his iced tea but then he noticed one of the boys shuffling towards him.
'Fuck' he thought, nothing good was going to come out of this
"So you and Mila..."
Shawn buried his head in his hands not wanting to think about this topic let alone discuss it with a hormonal teenage boy
"Are you the hired help or you and Mila a little bit more?"
Shawn dipped his head to the blond hair of Camilas friend and kept his voice low and cold "What the fuck has it got to do with you?"
Blondy shifted uncomfortably and increased the distance between himself and Shawn
"Just I'm um...I want to ask her out but you're a big guy, I don't want to step on your toes"
Shawn let out a laugh, wondering how a guy so timid thougt he could stand a chance with a girl like Camila but he then decided to play along
"I'm the hired help my friend. Make as many moves as you like" the blond guy's face relaxed visibly as he moved his hungry eyes to Camila and Shawn chose this as his time to make his ultimate move. Placing his hand on the younger man's shoulder he dropped his head and heaved in a breath "Just remember, wherever you take her, whatever you say to her, whatever moves you make on her, I'll be there, the hired help in the corner, watching and waiting" Shawn released his vice like grip and smiled at the blond, "Just tell me a time and a night and we'll be there" needless to say a date with Camila was never arranged and as they headed home together, Shawn's mind was at peace whilst Camilas tore it's self to pieces
"You seem aggitated" stated Shawn as Camila walked in to her room and dropped her shopping to the floor
"Raffe told me something today, now you need to tell me if it's true"
The name ricocheted through Shawn's mind as he tried to remember where he had heard it before and then it became clear, the blond he saw with her at lunch, the one that made him uneasy, the blond he saw standing behind her in just his briefs and today, the blond that has pretty much asked for his permission to date Camila...Raffe.
"What did he say?" Shawn dropped down on to her bed and waited for her to speak
"He said he spoke to you about asking me out on a date but you warned him off, why did you do that?"
"Well I didn't 'warn him off' if that's what he's saying, I just explained to him the logistics of dating you"
"Which are?" Her eyes locked with his as she took a step closer to him, feeling her pulse pick up and the air in the room thicken. He looked at her for a second as though he were debating something and then shook his head as though shaking the thought away
"That I will be there. Maybe not sat at the table with you but I will be sat not far away, watching listening"
"And what if he wants to take me to bed? Will you be sat watching that too?" She took another step closer "Because if you are going to be there every time I date someone or every time I have sex with someone then wouldn't it be easier to just do away with the middle man? Just make you the guy I'm on a date with or the guy I'm having sex with?" Camilas hand reached out and tangled in Shawn's hair and for a split second he let her, tired of fighting against her, tired of his mind fighting his body's need
"Camila..." Even he doesn't believe his objection as she pulls his head closer to her and drops her lips in amongst his curls
" God you smell so good" she whispered whilst heaving in a breath "You smell so male" again she breathed heavily as she tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his head back so she could softly kiss his hair line
"Camila..." Her hands dropped to his cheeks, tilting his head upwards her eyes taking in the fullness of his pout, the pink sheen that covered them "Don't..."
"Don't stop me" her voice was gentle but her eyes begged "Don't stop this" slowly she lowered her lips to his and when there was nothing but a breath between them his hands shot up and covered her much smaller ones
"I don't want this" he forced out between his teeth
"It's everything you want" she countered loving the feeling of his rough hands on hers
"I work for your father"
"You work for me "
Heaving in breath after breath Shawn tried to clear the fog in his mind, he wanted this, God how his body wanted it but he was more than just a man at the mercy of his bodily desires, he was strong, he was disciplined and within two weeks he would be gone.
"You have to stop this" he instructed but he heard a small laugh bubble up from Camilas chest
"Why? Are you afraid that one of these days you will give in?" She dropped her face to his hair once more and breathed in heavily "You smell like fear, Detective Mendes" closing his eyes Shawn fought an internal battle, part of him wanted to grab her and throw her on the bed and show her just who should be afraid of whom, the dark lust that brought out the animal in him bubbling close to the surface but the better, stronger part of him held fast as he gripped both of her wrists in his palms
"You are my employer Camila, you are a damaged little girl and that does nothing but turn me off, so this charade that you insist on playing with me...don't waste your time. Blondy with the ridiculous name is way better suited to you than I am so if you want to go there, if you want me to turn a blind eye I will but believe this... We. Are. Not. Happening. the more you throw yourself at me the closer I get to being physically sick. I don't do little girls with attitude Camila, I do women... And that is something you are not, got it?!" Pushing her from him he looked at her devastated face and almost dragged her into his lap to apologize but he knew he had to be harsh, he had to make her realise that they would never happen, he had to keep her safe for just 2 more weeks and then he would be on an airplane back to Canada, Camila Cabello and the trauma that surrounded her just a distant memory in his mind, or so he told himself, so he begged himself to believe
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War Zone (Complete)
Fanfiction"Camila, honey, this is Shawn, the new bodyguard. Shawn, this is my daughter, Camila" Shawn reached out to shake her hand but Camila kept her hands firmly by her sides as she gazed him over from head to toe. Black boots, ankle length black jeans...
