Our Little Secret ➳ Camila Cabello

thirty-one

Ally quickly answered the call. Her hair was up in a pony tail, and she had glasses on with no make up. This is the Ally I loved to see. The one that looked more like a Mom more than anyone else. It was great. She took a sip of her water bottle, then put the cap back on. "What did you two need to talk to me about? I was asleep when you texted."
"It's 9 here and 8 in Houston. Who goes to sleep at 8 o clock?" Lauren laughed.
Ally gave her a mean glance, "People who spent all day taking care of 30 Latinos on Christmas morning. That's who."
"Woah, someone's cranky. I think we should let you go." I said getting up from the table.
"No!" Lauren demanded grabbing my arm and making me sit down on the seat. "We have to talk about this now. It isn't going away."
"What's not going away?" Ally asked clutching her water bottle.
"You want to tell her or should I?" Lauren asked me putting her hand in mine.
"I'll do it." I stopped to take a breath.
Ally yelled, "Someone tell me something or else I'm hanging up." Obviously the sunshine was having a bit of a cloudy day.
I breathed out, "I was walking back to Camila's house."
Ally interrupted me, "Back to? Where the fuck did you go?"
"Austin pissed me off so I left. Jesus Christ, let me finish." I bitched at her. "Anyways, I was walking back up and Austin stopped me. At first I was in agreement with him that we should put our petty differences to the side for the sake of Camila. Then, he wanted to make a deal."
"Hold on. I need to get some air to hear this." Ally said picking up the phone and walking out to her patio to set the phone on the outside table. "Now, tell me everything. What's the deal?"
I started tearing up, and Lauren put her hand on my back to console me, then held my hand. "He hit on me. He said that if I had sex with him, he'd stop talking to Camila. If I didn't, he knows that there's something between Mila and I, and he'll ruin the chances of the album becoming a success."
Ally was almost speechless, "Please tell me you aren't thinking about doing this?"
"What choice do I have? It's either ruin my relationship with Camila or ruin your album. You girls worked too hard for this." I wiped my water line before a tear could fall.
"You're joking right? You have a choice. Don't sleep with Austin to save us. Especially since you're obviously not wanting to do this." Ally stared at me through her camera. "Please tell me you didn't already do this, baby." I looked down at my fingers and stayed quiet. "This isn't the time to fuck with me, y/n. Did you already go through with this?"
I shook my head, "I was too fucked up to even fully process the moments when he was telling me about it, Alls. I don't think I could've just fucked him on the grass in front of Mila's house."
"You probably would've puked before you got his pants off." Lauren joked trying to cut the tension a bit. I nodded agreeingly.
"Lauren, this is not time for jokes. He's blackmailing y/n." Ally yelled.
"I told her that this was basically rape, Ally. I'm taking this just as seriously as you are. I just feel like since I'm the one here, I can console y/n how I want to. And she has no problem with it. Right, Mija?" I smirked and nodded.
"This isn't basically rape, it is rape. Along with sexual harassment. Please, please, please don't tell me you're really thinking about doing this." Ally begged me. Her eyes bleeding into my soul.
I shook my head, "To be honest, I'd probably have to get some of the shit Jess drugged me with before I could even think about fucking that shittard."
Lauren smacked my arm harshly, "Don't fucking say that. You scared the shit out of all of us that night."
"Ow! Damn. It was a joke. I don't even know where to get ecstasy." I earned another slap for Lauren, "What the hell, Lauren?! Stop!"
"Stop contemplating this shit then." Lauren yelled at me. "You're not going through with it."
"I think Mila needs to know." Ally admitted scratching her head.
"That's where I draw the goddamn line!" I yelled.
"Watch your mouth, missy." Ally yelled hearing me say Gods name in vein.
"I'm sorry, Ally, but you are not telling Camila. I'd rather shoot myself in the head than have her find out that this is happening." I continued to be bitchy.
"Slap her for me Lauren." Lauren slapped me harder than she did the last two times. "Never make comments like that, do you understand? I don't give a damn how much trouble you're in. Never fucking say that. It causes negativity and you and I both know we don't need that in our lives." The mother in her was coming out.
I ignored her lecture. "Don't tell Camila, please."
"She needs to know, y/n. She needs to know what she has to do." Ally replied scratching her neck.
I looked closer to see her neck, and there were two purple bruises, "Oh my God." That's all I could get out of my mouth.
"What?" Ally asked with a clueless expression.
I smiled mischievously, "You have hickeys, mama!"
Lauren automatically jolted up towards the screen, "Who did you fuck, Ally?"
Ally shushed us, "I didn't have sex with anyone. They aren't hickeys. They are burns from my curling iron."
I laughed, "That's what I said before I told my uncle I was dating Camila. Pick a new excuse."
"Was it that cute nurse?" Lauren asked with a flirty smile.
"I'm not talking to you about my sex life with y/n around. It's weird. And this is not what we are supposed to be discussing. Can I please tell Mila? She has to know." Ally groaned.
"First of all, I hooked you up with that nurse, and second of all," I sighed. "If you really want to tell her. Do it tomorrow. I don't want her driving over here all distressed late at night. She's a shitty driver, and I don't want her getting hurt."
Ally rolled her eyes. "Fine. First thing tomorrow I'm telling her, though. Now I gotta go-"
"Fuck my nurse?" I finished her sentence. She glared at me and I smiled. I decided to fuck with her a bit, "YAS DADDY!" I moaned out.
Ally looked mortified and quickly hung up the call. I could help but laugh and earn another slap from Lauren. "What the hell was that for?"
"I have neighbors and they all just heard you moan 'yas daddy' really fucking loud."
I smirked, "Maybe they'll think you're actually getting some."