Camilo x reader

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Camilo's POV

My routine was simple: wake up early, do my chores with the bare minimum effort and then I sat outside y/ns door. Yesterday my mom told me y/n was going to be okay. I remember how my chest eased slightly but I couldn't see her yet. She needed to be stable before anyone could see her. Julietas food only works on her to an extent. I sighed as I walked over to her door. I sat down and started talking. I hoped that she could hear me. I hoped that she knew that she was loved. A single tear fell from my eye but I quickly wiped it away. We had held y/ns dad captive until his banishment. Banishment works like this: He is read why he is being banished then we watch as he leaves. If he ever comes back well, it could be much worse. "Talking to y/n again?" Mirabel asked. I nodded slightly. I looked straight ahead. Mirabel sat down next to me. Many people did this throughout the day. I guess people were worried about me even though it's not me who they should be worried about. "She's going to be okay," Mirabel said. "I know," I replied. But I didn't know. I wish people would stop saying that. They don't know. Mirabel sighed and left. People continued to try and pull me away from this door. From this spot. A hurricane, 10,000 men, A stampede of rhinos. Nothing could take me away from the love of my life.

Y/n's POV

Everything hurts. My body ached with pain. My mind was flooded with memories I wished to go away. My eyes were not open, but I knew where I was. I was back in my bed. I took a sigh of relief. I wiggled my fingers and toes, all of it was working. I tried again to open my eyes but it didn't work. I could feel myself getting frustrated with the failed attempts. I tried calming myself down by focusing on other things. The softness of my blanket, the birds chirping, the sound of people walking. I could faintly make out the voice of someone. I listened harder trying to make out the voice. Then, just like that I knew, it was Camilo. The thoughts of Camilo came back to me. The dancing, the cuddling, the jokes, enjoying each other's company. I could feel a tear trickled down the side of my cheeks. Then, slowly, my eyes started to open.