Our Little Secret ➳ Camila Cabello

thirteen

I opened the door to see Jessie in a nice pair of skinny jeans and a white crew neck. The night air was almost freeing as the darkness of the clouded sky excited me.
Jessie walked up from the side of her car and wrapped me in a hug. "Oh my God, Y/n! Are you okay? Who took you last night?"
I pulled away and looked at her, "Yes, Jess. I'm fine. The girls took me home. It's no big deal."
"It kind of is a big deal when someone tells me to stay away from you. I don't understand why they're so overprotective. They aren't your parents." Jess said staring into my eyes. Still trying to figure me out.
"Mila is over protective and she has a right to be. You drugged me, Jessie. As a matter of fact without my consent." I said feeling my face turn a shade of red.
She shook her head, "When I picked you up, I saw something that I didn't like. You didn't look as happy as you used to be, y/n. I was just trying to make things fun."
"You can have fun without being drugged, Jess. And besides, it's not completely your fault. The girls over reacted too." I crossed my arms and looked at Jess who pulled out a cigarette to lit up.
She offered me a drag, but I denied it. "The hell they did! Anyways, what makes you and the girls so close? I don't really understand the connection. No offense." Jessie took a puff of the cig and blew the smoke out.
I shrugged, "I guess I have a special relationship with them. I don't know what I can say."
Her straight face turned into a smile as she inhaled the cancer stick again, "So, that's who you're fucking? All of the girls from Harmony 5."
I shook my head vigorously. "No, no. I'm not fucking all of the girls from Harmony 5. And it's not Harmony 5, its Fifth Harmony."
Jess squinted at me, "Oh, I legit thought it was Harmony 5. But you are fucking a few of the girls?"
Jessie had no boundaries. "I'm not fucking a few of the girls." I insisted.
The door opened behind me, and I knew it could only be two people. My Uncle or Camila. And I was praying to God it was my Uncle.
I looked back to see a angry face. It was Camila. Her hair was in a messy bun and she was in my Tupac cut off and a pair of grey spandex. "What the hell is going on here?" Camila yelled at the top of her lungs.
I was stunned. Jessie threw her cigarette down and walked closer to Camila. "Oh shit." Jessie exclaimed. "You're the bitch that told me to leave y/n alone."
Camila was utterly insulted. "Bitch? What the hell? Who the fuck do you think you are coming to this house in the middle of the night to talk to y/n?" Camila looked at me and pursed her lips, "Were you smoking, y/n?"
I shook my head, "No, Mila. I was just talking to her." I turned to Jessie, "And lay off the cuss words, okay? She's not a bitch."
Jessie got closer to Camila, "Why do you even give a shit about, y/n? Don't you have Austin Mahone to go fuck with?"
I got in between the two girls and faced towards Jessie, "That's enough. Stop talking to her like that."
Camila pushed me out of the way and was now face to face with Jessie, "Listen, you don't know me and I don't care to let you know me. You've fucked up way too bad, and I don't want you around y/n anymore."
I looked at Camila and frowned, "Mila please go inside. "
Camila looked at me with her arms crossed and I could see she was serious now. "It's either her or I, y/n."
Jessie looked at me with a smile, "Yeah, y/n. Pick one of us."
It wasn't a hard decision. I just recently met Jessie again. Although, she was the bad ass that I needed in my life. I love Camila more than I love anything else. I put my hand on Camila's lower waist and guided her into the house. Without turning around to see Jessie, I yelled back, "Goodnight, Jess."

Camila and I went back to bed without speaking. Almost as if nothing had just happened outside. Camila just spooned me until I fell asleep. Were we just going to forget all the mess outside?

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Camila and I woke up from a knock on my door around 11. My uncle was on the other side of the door, "You're parents called and said they'll be here around 12:30 instead. Get up and get ready you two."
I groaned as Camila slowly retreated from the bed and started stripping her clothes off in the middle of the room. She turned around to see me staring at her in amazement. Her body was so damn beautiful that I couldn't look away. "I knew that would wake you up." A smirk was plastered on her face. She brushed her hair behind her ears and walked towards the bathroom. "I'm taking my shower first because you always use up all the hot water." Camila blew me a kiss and closed the door to lock it. Assuring herself that I wouldn't just come in and distract her. If you know what I mean.
After she was done, she unlocked the door and walked out, still buck naked. Her body covered in a towel and a little bit of water dripping from her hair and falling off of her thighs. She went to her suitcase and bent over to grab her curling wand and a outfit. She turned her head towards me and smiled, "Ya know you could stop staring at me, and go take your shower now. Right?" I nodded and quickly strolled to the bathroom to set my water temperature and let it warm up before I stepped in it. I left the door opened and Camila walked into plug in the wand. "God, y/n. Why do you have it so hot all the time? It's like a fucking sauna when you take your shower."
I laughed, "Cause I'm hot. And fire has to mix with fire to keep burning."
Camila giggled, "Ohhh ba dun ba dum. I got you, babe."
As soon as I stepped in, the steam rose up further and I heard Mila squeal. "Oh my god, I can't with the humidity in this room. I'm going to the bedroom and doing my hair because I'm just not havin the frizzy look today."
I rolled my eyes and smiled, "Okay, babe. I'll be out soon."
I heard her gather her things, "Mhhm, you say that now."
I lathered the shampoo in my hair and smiled. "Mila!" I called from the shower.
"Whaaaaa?" She said staying in her spot in my room.
"You have Going Nowhere in my head ever since yesterday. Thanks a lot." I sarcastically mentioned pushing the shampoo through my hair.
She laughed, "Good. 'Cause," She started vocalizing, "You ain't going noooo where."
I chuckled, "Is it because I got a dime, and that's money well spent?"
She yelled back to me, "Damn skippy, baby."
I loved quoting songs with Mila. She had such a cute way that she'd recite them with me. It was hard to explain. It was basically Camila just being Camila.

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After we both finished getting ready it was 12:25 and no one was down stairs. My uncle was sitting in the living room watching the news. I walked in and patted on the back of his chair so he'd turn to me, "So, have you heard from the wicked witch and warlock from the west yet?"
He glared almost evilly at me, "They should be here any moment. And I will not tolerate that type of attitude at any point during this meeting."
I slouched on the couch next to his chair, "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just being myself, Uncle Mike."
"Well, be someone different. Just for today." He begged staring at the screen in front of him.
"I'll try my best." I joked as Mila sat beside me and leaned on my body.
I took my phone out of my skirt pocket and went through the notifications. One text was from Lauren, and the other three were from Ally. I decided to save them for later just in case the conversations between my parents and I got to be too much to handle.
As time got closer to 12:30, I started to shake more and more. Mila felt my body move and put her hand on my leg. She moved towards my ear and lightly whispered, "Baby, chill. No one will hurt you while I'm here and breathing. Do you understand?"
I nodded trying to stifle my heavy breathing.
The shit faces finally showed up around 12:40. The doorbell rang through the enormous mansion almost scaring the shit out of me.
Uncle Mike got up from his chair and sighed, straightening up his outfit. "Well, it's now or never, y/n."
I nodded as Mila helped pull me off the couch. She started to walk away, but I grabbed her hand to pull her attention towards me. "Do I look okay?"
Her smile was genuine and sweet, "Baby, believe me when I say you look amazing. Now let's go show these fuckers who the real BO$$ is." She laughed at her own joke, "Did you see what I did there?"
I couldn't help but chuckle, "Yes. I see what you did there. It was cute." I poked her cheek and we started walking towards the opening of the door way so I could peak at my parents before I was actually in front of them.
Camila was so excited that she was almost pushing herself into the open. I pulled her back with a laugh.
The door opened and there they were. Just how I remembered them.
My mother was the exact opposite of me. A pretty, preppy, and conventional strawberry blonde. Her legs were longer than I remember, but that's probably because I was shorter 5 years ago. My father on the other hand is a extremely tall, muscle-ly, handsome, dark brunette character. They are both tan while I on the other hand look extremely white given my genetic features.
They wrapped Uncle Mike in a hug. My Mom, aka Mary, spoke up with a smile, "So where is y/n?" Her voice was high pitched and screechy. Almost ear numbing to be exact.
My father, aka Dan, smiled a toothy smile and agreed, "Yeah, where is she?"
Camila lightly put her hand on my lower back and guided me out of the door frame. I did my best to not act as nervous as I really felt, "I'm here."
Their mouths dropped. I didn't know what they were thinking, but I was hoping it wouldn't make me feel anymore insecure than I have already been feeling.