She's So Particular (Complete)

I Want To Talk To You About Your Future

I'm sitting at a table at our record label waiting for feedback I don't give a fuck about, tapping my fingers anxiously on the wood desperate to get out of here and get my hands all over a girl I definitely do give a fuck about but as 'execs' they have the power so I sit, getting more and more pissed off at their inability to keep to a schedule

"Look at the shit!" Anwars phone being thrust into my hand almost causes me to fall backwards off my seat in surprise "It was our wrap party, the press is supposed to be about our new album but all there is, is page after page of you and Camilla"

"Don't do that" I warn him, tossing his phone across the table "You know her name don't be a dick about her" I'm surprised once more by how fiercely protective I am over her when we have been together for such a sort period of time

"How do you always make things about you?! We all worked our asses off on that album but there's only one of our names trending on Twitter right now"

I sigh and then tune him out. This has been a problem since day one. Anwar wants the headlines to be about him but the fans and the headline writers want them to be about me and now apparently Camila too.

I have to admit I have avoided all social media today, scared of how the press as well as our fans with react to news of Camila and I, it's not that i particularly care why people think but I know how vicious my female fans can be and Camila doesn't deserve that, she has enough to deal with right now which is why I want tonight to be perfect, in fact better than perfect because it's what she deserves

Finally the execs make an appearance and then proceed to drone on and on about how 'rad' the album is, how big the tour will be and again I tune out, hoping I remembered everything when I gave my P.A Jamie my shopping list earlier

I do a mental check food, soft drinks... I do not want Camila even the slightest bit buzzed for this, candles, flowers, chocolates

Condoms!

Did I remember to put condoms on the list???

Wait, of course I didn't, my house is like a condom factory, my reputation causing companies to send me all kinds of free samples including lubricant, I make a mental note to have some close to hand considering our vast height difference

"Mendes!" I look up and see everyone has left the room except a serious looking record label executive.

"Time to go" I say, my stomach beginning to bubble with excitement at everything that's going to happen tonight but the mans hand landing on my shoulder tells me I'm not going anywhere any time soon "What?"

I'm immediately on the defensive, sure this is going to be about Camila and the effect our relationship is going to have on my image and my career but not interested, there's no going back with Camila and I

"We need to talk son"

"My private life is not up for discussion" I push myself back in my chair and glare at the old man, making sure he knows I won't be dictated to, not by him, not by anyone

"No" he laughs awkwardly "This isn't about your love life although I have to admit if I was 10 years younger you'd have a fight on your hands"

"10 years younger would still make you 30 years too old for my girl" he laughs awkwardly and I cock an eyebrow at him

"I actually wanted to talk to you about your future, where you see that lying"

I look at him as though he has just spoken a foreign language

"My what?"

"Whether it's with or without the band"

Without the band?

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Going solo Shawn. I'm talking about you going solo"

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"Hey" Camila jumps up from the sofa and looks at me expectantly and then frowns when she sees my face "What's wrong?"

"Today has just been one hell of a fuckin day babe" I drop down onto the large leather armchair and rest my head in my hands

"The press?"

"No" my head whips up "Why? What are they saying?"

She just shrugs "I haven't been brave enough to look. So what's happened? Why the stress?"

She walks behind me and her hands come down on my neck, pushing and pulling my tense muscles and I moan immediately at the feeling

"Nice?"

"Mm hm"

"So do you want to tell me about it?" She places a kiss on my neck as she moves the massage to my shoulders

"No I want to make everything beautiful and then  make love to you" I sigh, knowing that is not going to happen tonight and as she kisses my shoulder she sighs too and I know she realises we are going to have to put our plans on hold

"You have things on your mind, I'll still be a virgin and still be desperate for your body tomorrow. Talk to me, let me be there for you the way you've been there for me" she moves to stand in front of me and then drops down into my lap and I wrap my arms tightly around her, loving how her scent and warmth ease my tired body and troubled mind

"The record label want me to go solo"

"What?!" I'm glad her shock matches my own so I know I'm not over reacting

"Insane right? As if I could be a solo artist"

"What? Or course you could, you have everything going for you, talent, charisma, looks... definitely looks" she kisses my mouth gently and my body screams at what that business meeting has cost me.

"But the guys... the band..."

"Are you thinking about it?"

"They're talking a multi record deal worth multi millions of dollars Camila, I can't not think about it"

"You don't have to decide now though right?"

"No, they're sending the contract to my attorneys to look over"

"Then chill" she kisses my lips "Think about it but don't stress about it" she kisses me again "But for now how about you go have a shower, lie on the bed and then I will massage you properly back and front"

I pull her to me and kiss her deeply, trying to let her know just how thankful I am for her and everything she's doing for me

"Go on" she whispers against my mouth and I can't help but run my tongue over her beautiful plump lips "Shower first, naked massage second"

*first time with details coming up lol x