one shots camilo x fem reader
Camilo's age: 15
y/n's age: 15
There's no smut in this book. just kissing and cute things tbh. requests are always open cos i always run out of ideas 😭. don't like it don't read it.
heyyaaa this one is decent ig. the pic of camilo is an edit by a user on tiktok, i can't remember what their user is rn but if you want it just ask here and i'll find it. enjoyyy
Y/n's POV:
"Dolores, wait for me would you?" I hurriedly followed her into the house, clutching my chest as I tried to catch my breath. She stopped next to me, placing a hand on my shoulder as she let out a small giggle.
"Sorry, Y/n."
I let out a giggle, turning to look toward the stairs. Camilo. Ugh, the sly shapeshifter. Although I couldn't help but love him.. but hate him. He was stood at the top of the stairs leant against the banister.
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I watched him blankly, not realising I was staring. He turned his head and noticed me letting out a groan.
"Staring, bicho raro?" He sneered as he made his way down the stairs slowly.
"Weirdo? At least i'm not a tonto cambiaformas."
He scoffed, stopping right in front of my face. I folded my arms and stared back.
"Your still dumb though." He said with a smirk.
I felt my face get hot and I turned away, grabbing onto Dolores' arm. I heard him laugh but I didn't listen, dragging Dolores up the stairs to Isa's room where the other girls would be. I took one last glance at him as I walked over to Isabela's door, he was still watching us with a smirk on his face.
I turned and rushed into the room. Dolores followed after me, walking over to the rest of the girls along with Antonio who was busy talking to his jaguar.
"Ughh" I slumped onto the flower sofa and Dolores took the armchair.
"What's up with you, y/n?"
Isabela was watching me intently, holding onto a flower.
"Nothing.."
The door creaked open revealing Camilo. He examined the room, his eyes flicking between all of us.
"Cami?" Mirabel watched him as his eyes met hers.
"Everyone's in here, so why don't I come in too?"
Isabela let out a small giggle.
"Well, all seats are taken.. but the one next to y/n is free."
I let out a chocked laugh.
"Your kidding."
Camilo walked over slowly, pulling a face. He sat down on the other end of the sofa, looking over at me for a split second before he turned to face everyone else.
"So, why don't we play truth or dare?" Camilo spoke up after a moment of silence. Everybody looked at eachother, nodding in agreement.
