He's Lying For Me

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"Renee, can I ask you something, but you have to promise you wont tell anyone?" I push my notebook into my purse and then look at the blond hopefully

"Sure, unless it's that you murdered someone then I'm pretty sure I have to go to the cops"

"I have a date tonight" I blurt out

"What???" She grips my arm in excitement and I let the anxiety I was feeling about the whole thing blend with some excitement for the first time

"I know, it's my first official date, like the first time a guy that isn't my father took me out to dinner, other than work events obviously and I'm nervous!"

"No, you're excited, there's a difference Camila"

"I'm actually terrified"

"Well who is he? What's he like? Is he nice?"

My cheeks flood with heat, I want to tell her everything, give in to that famous 'girl talk' I have heard so much about but I know I can't. Not just because it's Shawn but because if my dad found out i was kissing or dating any guy I would be terrified of the consequences

"I can't say"

"So he's a celebrity?"

"I can't say, it's really early days, In fact i don't even know if he likes me or if he just wants to make out with me" One of my biggest insecurities about Shawn flows over my lips so easily I actually cover my mouth with my hand in an attempt to force it back in

"You made out with him?!" She squeals and squeezes my arm once more "Who are you girl? and what have you done with my innocent little Mila?"

"I mean it was just making out, and maybe he touched my ass a couple of times" I can't help but grin at the memory of Shawns large hands stroking and squeezing such an intimate part of me

"You like him!"

"NO, it's not like that..." I say it then scrunch my nose up, knowing its not quite the whole truth

"Yes you do, I can tell. You're blushing and grinning like a Cheshire cat. I take it the guy, whoever he is kisses good" She nudges me with her hip and I drop my head into my hands shaking my head, not wanting to have this conversation right now but at the same time, really wanting to have this conversation

"I'm not talking about this" I say but cant help but giggle like a silly school girl

"Okay. Practicalities then, where are you going?"

"Dinner"

"Casual or fancy?"

"Well it's a pretty relaxed place but I want to look nice" I don't tell her the exact location, not knowing how many people know about Shawns little Cuban getaway

"Of course, of course. So what are you going to wear?"

"I don't know. I have to actually get my dad to let me leave the house and not lock me in my bedroom until i'm 50 years old so it can't be anything too over the top"

"But you'll be heading out with your bodyguard right? So your dad will give you a little more leeway"

"Yeah I guess" I say quietly remembering how Nesto had gone for air and never returned. I'm going to have to talk to him but in truth I don't know what I'm going to say

"Wait. Is it him? Is he the secret date?"

"Nesto?!"

"Yeah, I see the way he looks at you"

Those words make my stomach turn, how could everyone else see it except me???

"He's just a friend" I force out as my head drops in shame. Maybe he wanted to be more than just a friend and i've been leading him on by kissing him but I didn't mean to, I just didn't know, I thought he was just being there for me

"Talking of Nesto, I'd better go and find him. I don't know where he went after his outburst earlier"

"Did you guys have a bust up?"

"No, nothing like that" I throw my bag over my shoulder and then pick up my jacket, knowing Nesto will be waiting for me and knowing the ride home will be anything but friendly


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"Camila!" My dad bellows as I attempt to sneak out the front door without him seeing me

"Yes papá?" I freeze, hoping he shouts his instructions but instead I hear him moving through the house towards me and I drop my chin to my chest knowing I am caught

"What the hell are you wearing?" I turn to face him but keep my gaze on my feet as I sense Nesto entering the room behind him.

I lift my gaze from my feet to my chest, I'm wearing a white cropped top with ruffled, off the shoulders straps paired with high waisted white jeans and black strappy sandles, I thought I looked cute, my fathers face tells me he doesn't agree

"I um..."

"You are not leaving the house looking like that!"

"Papá you aren't being fair"

"You will make a complete fool of both me and yourself if you are seen out looking like a common slut"

"Papá!!" his words hurt as my head whips up to gaze at him in shock. he has never called me that before, never thought of me that way.

After kissing Nesto and Shawn is that what i'm becoming?

"Change! Right now!"

"Mr. Cabello sir..." Nesto steps forward and keeps his gaze everywhere but on me "The invitation requested white, I was with Camila upstairs and can confirm these were the only white items she had in her closert"

He's lying for me...

After everything he's still putting my wants first and ignoring his own.

He knows I'm going to dinner with Shawn, all he had to do was go along with my dad and dinner would have either been cancelled or I would be heading out in the type of outfit Shawn hates on me, but he lied for me, he gave me what I wanted and now i feel even more guilty about everything that's passed between us

"Thank you" I tell him as I take my seat in the passenger side of his car but he just stares straight ahead "You didn't have to do that"

"And you don't have to do this"

"Nesto..."

"He's a arrogant jerk Camila, you deserve so much better than him"

"It's just dinner" I reply quietly as I fiddle with the button on my purse"

"All he wants is to get you naked and then he'll leave you in the dirt like he leaves every other girl that makes it so easy for him"

"Nesto!"

"I'm sorry Camila but it's the truth and if you can't see that then you're even more naive than I thought"

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