My shapshifter Camiloxreader

Love?

Y/n POV

"Oh by the way you have to explain why you disappeared all day to your brother" He smiles at me and I roll my eyes

"Of course" I sigh
"He just cares about you" I take a bite of food.

"He can be a lot sometimes" I mutter and take another bite

"I get it so can Dol" Camilo lays on my bed. I admire his features, he has specks of gold in his eyes and his smile is slightly uneven. I put the plate on my night stand and opposite him, his feet are past my hips and mine are at his. His hair is fanned out around his face almost like a crown.
"You're cautivador" I murmur and he sits up slightly, cheeks red
"What?"
"You heard me" I smirk and he sits up
"I'm hard of hearing" He grins, finger under my chin

"Sure you are guapo" I roll my eyes

"Believe it or not, not everyone in my family has super hearing hermosa" He whispers and holds my chin gently, I raise my eyebrow and his olive eyes flick down at my lips and back up. 

 My stomach erupts with butterflies and my face feels hot. He smirks. His arm snakes around my waist and I hold his face, he's perfect.

"Don't touch that door!" Dolores screams and the door flies open. We jump apart and I look away, my face is hot

"Y/n" Miguel pants and Dolores runs in.

"I tried to stop him" She leans on the door and he grabs my wrists
"We need to talk" He pulls me up

"No we don't. You messed up" I yank my hand back but he holds on tightly.

"Can we just talk? Please?" He asks, letting go and Camilo stands up

"You need to go," Camilo says and Dolores walks away.
"Stay out of this" Miguel growls and I look at him wide eyed. I've never heard him speak like that.

"Go outside, I'll be there in a momento" I say and he nods, walking out. I push the hair out of my face with shaking hands.

"You're not going out" Camilo says and I turn to him. He's me.

"Camilo" I sigh and he hugs me "no, I'm going. Not you" He frowns but sits on the bed. I walk out and go outside

"Y/n" He goes to hug me but I step back "I am so sorry, I clearly wasn't thinking. A girl like you would never love me" He shoves his hands in his pockets

"Are you serious?" I ask and he looks at me. Anger bubbles in my chest, I want to punch him. 
"Yeah, I'm ugly" He says simply and I scoff "Do you disagree?" He asks with a smirk, stepping closer to me. 

 "Get away" I growl and he chuckles

"You're cute when you're scared" He tucks my hair behind my ears and I smack his hand away.

"I never want to see your face again" I spit and he looks shocked

"We're friends"

"Not after what you did" I say and he looks hurt.