Shadows of fame

6. Unstable

You can't let one person's opinion destroy you.

Camila.

After talking for another 5 minutes Jimmy thanks me for being on the show and the cameras are turned off. I say hi to a few audience members before going backstage.

"I can't believe you Jimmy," I joke hitting his arm.
He puts his hands up in defence laughing, "I'm sorry I couldn't resist."
"I appreciated the joke don't worry man," a recognisable voice comes from inside my dressing room. Pete walks out from it grinning and immediately comes over to kiss me.

"Omg hey baby," I smile resting against his side as he wraps an arm round my waist.
"Surprise gorgeous," he chuckles pulling me closer.
"Good to see you again Jimmy," he greets as they shake hands.
"Good to see you too. We'll need to have you again soon," Jimmy replies as Pete kisses me head.
We all talk for an hour before Pete and I finally leave hand in hand.

We step into the back of our car and head to a dinner he was surprising me with.
"I can't believe you came tonight, I wasn't even sure if I'd see you tomorrow." I say as we sit down in a fancy restaurant. Luckily it was extremely quiet, most likely because it was 11.30pm; I was surprised they were even still open.
"I had to see you as soon as I could," he replies stroking my leg. "I've missed you so much even though it's been like 9 days," he laughs.

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Pete holds Cami's hand and guides her to the car as they push past paparazzi. Of course they found us, he thought.
Camila hated the cameras and always felt vulnerable in front of them however, she felt safe next to Pete. She didn't know what in particular it was about him, maybe the fact that he was so tall but she liked feeling protected.

Pete liked caring for her too. He liked feeling like he was protecting her and was the one she looked to in need of comfort. It made him feel wanted, needed. All he wanted to do was be there for her and love her; only needing her love in return. With all his mental health issues, mainly due to BPD, it left him constantly fearing that Camila would leave him suddenly. He battled with that feeling every single day and tried his hardest to push it out of his mind. If he didn't, he knew he'd lose her even faster.

"Wow have you tidied the place?" Camila says shocked as her eyes scan her large apartment.
He nods yes as she makes a surprised face.
"It looks amazing!"
"Good cause it took me like 4 billion fucking hours," he groans, hugging her from behind. She laid the back of her head against his chest and looked up to him smiling.
"God I've missed you so much," he moans looking down at her and stroking the side of her neck.

She leans into his fingers and breathes a relaxed sigh. "I've missed you too Pete."
A smile comes across his face as she says that. Instead of replying he moves her hair to one side and slowly kisses up her neck as his left hand gently holds her jaw up. She feels instantly relaxed by his touch but at the same time feels her skin on fire while he kisses her. The prefect balance.

Cami giggles as he goofily spins her around to face him before their lips connect, igniting a spark in both of them. They tear each other's clothes off like they hadn't seen others bodies in years. Neither of their eyes leaving one another. She never thought she'd have missed his stupid tattoos so much which she both despised and loved.

Pete kissed down her body all the way to the tattoo in his writing. He loved every single part of her. Without any doubt.

They never made it to the bed, settling for the couch as she moaned his name loudly while he moved in and out of her. He definitely lived up to the BDE surrounding him. Pete groaned as she dragged her nails down his back, certain to leave marks.