"You okay?" Camila has been unusually quiet ever since we got here. In fact she walked in, sat down, ordered a Diet Coke and has stared at the door ever since and I have to admit after spending the last 2 days with my tongue down her throat, it's not exactly what I was expecting
I look her over, she's so fuckin sexy and I bet she doesn't even know it. Her father should be charged with 'crimes against men' for keeping her in those stupid fuckin dresses and hiding the real Camila from both me and the world for so long
The way her hair falls exposing her shoulder, the way she chews on her bottom lip the way I want to chew on it... the girl is sex in motion even though she acts as though she doesn't know what the words 'sex appeal' mean
"Shawn, can I ask you something?"
"Ask me anything you want, that's why we're here tonight right? To get to know each other better?" I fix her with what I hope is an interested gaze but really I just want my eyes to be free to wander all over her body
"My outfit..."
My groin tenses just at the thought of the white outfit she's wearing and the curves it exposes "Mm hm?" I finally reply
"Do you think I look like a slut?"
"Are you serious?!"Her face tells me immediately that she is "Camila, you are a beautiful girl, and that outfit... well you have no idea what that outfit is doing to me right now but there's nothing slutty about it or you. You look beautiful and hot as hell" I wink at her and she visibly relaxes
"My dad said I looked like a slut" She admits and I add it to a growing list of reasons I want to punch her dad in his chubby fuckin face.
"Your dad is an asshole that needs to learn to keep his mouth shut" that earns me a half smile, it's not the smile I'm now accustomed to but I will take it as a starting point "You sure you don't want a beer or some wine?"
"Na, I can't, I have 'weigh in day' tomorrow" she screws up her face and I feel something squeeze in my chest at how cute she looks
"And what the fuck is 'weigh in day?"
"It's a bit embarrassing to be honest" She looks shyly down at her drink and stirs it with her straw and I want to lift her chin so she can look at me and really see that she has nothing to be shy or embarrassed about
"Tell me, I won't laugh" I take a slurp of my beer and then knit my eyebrows together in interest as she seems to struggle to find the right words to describe it
"My record label thought i was too... big" She blushes
"Big? You're tiniest thing I ever saw in my life... that I didn't step on that is"
"Fat Shawn, I mean fat. They thought I was too fat so demanded I lose weight, my dad put me on a vegan diet and hired me a P.T and every second day he weighs me"
"You're P.T weighs you or your dad weighs you?"
"My dad"
"I want to kill him, Camila please let me kill him, he deserves all the pain I can inflict"
"Shawn he's my dad" She giggles, she thinks i'm joking... I'm not, this man is an absolute disgrace and he deserves a'man' not a tiny little girl to show him exactly what happens to assholes like him, i'm stocking up on reasons right now but I guarantee that I will have my day with him
"You know you don't need to lose weight right?"
"Apparently i do, it's from my label, the release of the next album all comes down to when the music's finished and I look good enough to sell"
"That's bullshit, life's too short, eat the cake, drink the wine and fuck like a bunny" I hold my beer bottle in the air before gulping it down
"Oh my God!" she covers her face and shakes her head at my words and I can't help but laugh along with her, the sound is so addictive and she looks so cute "You're the worst!"
"That's why they call me the bad boy of rock. What about you? You have to have a bit of a bad girl in you"
"No, none"
"I don't believe that, there must have been something you've done that you thought, that was really naughty" I wiggle my eyebrows
"Kiss my bodyguard?"
"No, that's disgusting not naughty, don't ever remind me of that again"
"Sneaking around with you?"
"Yes! Now that's the kind of naughty that I like. How about we ditch dinner and do some more sneaking around?" I move the napkin from my knee, dip a nacho into the warm chilli cheese dip we ordered for a starter and then signal to Cindi that we need to pay"
"Sneak where?"
"My place" Her cheeks flood with colour once more as she considers my motivation which to be honest is glaringly obvious
"Why?"
"To make out some more" I slap a 50 dollar bill on the table and then take her by the hand, pulling her up from the seat and then wrapping an arm around her shoulder as I lead her to the exit, a night of making out in front of us and as a bad boy, womaniser I should be extremely concerned by how excited that thought makes me feel
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She's So Particular (Complete)
FanfictionThe good girl of pop and the bad boy of rock, a love story Will contain mature themes possibly including sex, drug abuse, self harm and more