So You've Fallen for a Madrigal? (Camilo Madrigal x female reader)

17. Why Are You Running?

Soon, Dolores emerges from her room to see what was causing a commotion. After staring at you for a moment, she scurries over to Camilo's room and closes the door.

Dang it. She saw you crying, and she's going to go tell Camilo now. Dying of embarrassment, you begin to cry more. In order to hide your shame, you go to the kitchen.

After another moment of sobbing, Camilo walks in frantically, trying to find you. When he sees you standing in the corner, he gives you a hug.

"Are you alright?" He says, tired and shaken.
"Y-yes, I'm fine-" you sniffle.

By now, you're tying to eliminate each tear you cry before it runs down your face. However, the tears keep on coming.

"Your face says otherwise, but before we talk about this," he begins, "what  are you doing back here? It's 1:45!"
"Well- if I tell you, you have to make sure you tell no one," you say. He nods silently in agreement.

"That includes you too Dolores," you say out of nowhere. You hear a small 'hm' from the other room.

"So, I was walking home, when I saw-" you look up at Camilo, then away, "-someone familiar. I don't have a good history with them, so I turned around and began to head back here. That's it."

Camilo looks at you funny, and then begins to speak.

"Well- that doesn't explain why you were crying, earlier."
You go silent.
"Well... I don't know..." you say.
"Yes you do," he responds quickly, "come on, you can tell me."

You look at him again, and then off to the side.

"Well... Ok. Here's what happened," you mutter, "when I turned around to come back here, the- familiar person- started following me."

"What?!" Camilo exclaims. You could even hear Dolores gasp from a nearby room.

"Yeah..." you continue, "Eventually, the person started walking faster. By the time I saw your house, I was running as fast as I could." You start tearing up again.

"Wh- Why were they following you?" he asks, surprised.
"I don't know," you say, beginning to cry more.
"Hey hey hey, noooo," he says, "don't cryyyy." He puts his hand on your shoulder.

"I'm sorry," you explain, "I just feel stupid because I-" You pause.
"No, no, continue," he says gently.
Now, you're sobbing, harder than before.

"I- I just felt scared." You say, covering your face.

"Hey, it's ok to be scared," he says. You still continue to cry. Suddenly, he wraps his arms around your waist, holding you close. You blush through your tears, which begin to slow.

"But just know," he continues "you can come here any time you're scared." He begins to hold you tighter.

       "I won't let anyone hurt you."