Chapter 7

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Y/N's POV

Camilo looked at me for a second before running back in his room to grab the mattress. I waited for him to return and give it to me but instead he pushed me to the side with the mattress and took it to Mirabel's room himself. I trailed after him, happy that I didn't have to carry that thing because honestly, I just couldn't be bothered.

He stormed into Mirabel's room, which was empty so I assumed she had already gone downstairs to get snacks, and let the mattress fall to the floor. He started putting all the bedding on it and making it perfect for me. I crouched down to try and help him but instead I just lightly tapped me making me fall backwards onto my ass.

"Camilo, I can do it myself you know," I said trying to reach for a pillow.

"Nope, your the guest Hermosa, so I can do it for you," he insisted barely even taking any notice of what I had said. He had finally finished and my make shift bed looked so warm and cozy with just enough pillows and blankets to not feel to over heating. Mirabel suddenly burst through the door, carrying bowls of popcorn and bags of sweets and chocolate for us. She looked between us both before smirking and laying down all the snacks.

"Awww did you make her bed for her Camilo?" Mirabel teasingly questioned which made Camilo roll his eyes and look away. We both giggled at his obvious embarrassment of being called out.

"She's our guest, I'm just trying to be nice," he mumbled before leaning over and stealing a handful of popcorn and stuffing it in his mouth.

"HEY CAMILO, THAT WAS FOR ME AND Y/N," Mirabel yelled before tackling Camilo so he landed on his back. She started grabbing his shirt underneath his poncho and shaking him. His hair was going everywhere and his face went funny from the momentum of her aggressive shaking. I began to laugh at their brother and sister like behaviour, knowing they were cousins and acted like sibling appeared really cute to me. I decided that it might be a good idea to stop Mirabel before Camilo ended up being sick.

"Mirabel, I think it's alright now," I laughed, before reaching over and retracting her hands away from his shirt. He then leaned against Mirabel's bed frame trying to fix his vision and tuck his shirt back into his trousers. My breath hitched when he lifted up his shirt and I could see the definition of his stomach, the abs making it obvious that he works out and his V line trailing down into trousers. Camilo looked up to see me staring, I quickly looked away from his mid section and saw out of the corner of my eye, him smirking at me.

"Can I join your guy's sleepover please?" Camilo asked, "We can ask if the other want to join and I will go to my room when it's time to sleep." Mirabel gave me a look asking if it was alright and I shrugged while nodding.

"Sure I don't have a problem with it, we can go ask everybody now if they want to join us," I said, Camilo then ran out of the room at the speed of light. After a minute, he slammed the door open with a pillow and blanket under each arm and all the siblings and cousins except for Antonio. They all came crowding into the room, claiming their spots on the floor, each of them already had their pyjamas on and extra pillows and blankets.

"Omg," I exclaimed loudly, interrupting them from settling down, "We should build a pillow fort or den!" I chaos of yess's and cheers of approval exploded round the room, Dolores covering her ears, and everybody starting putting things together.

Isabela created vines to hang all the blankets from the ceiling and Luisa started layering them one on top of the other. Dolores and I climbed inside and started putting pillows on the ground to make it more comfortable for us to sit in and then carried al the snacks inside. By the time we had finished, the whole room was basically the den with a huge area for all of us to sit and gossip and probably fall asleep comfortably. Everybody crawled inside and as Mirabel and I were about to get in, we heard a knock from the door.

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