What If I Fall?~Sequel to Camilo x reader

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A/n~ Hey guys. I was in the car all day today so there is only one chapter. There will be another 2 chapters sometime tomorrow. Have an amazing rest of your day/night!❤️

Y/n's POV

Camilo and I had a great plan. He was going to walk into the kitchen alone and I was going to wait for a while before I made my grand entrance. Camilo gave my hand a quick squeeze before he walked off. I watched him as he walked off into the kitchen and I couldn't help but smile, I was home, with the person I was meant to be with. But something felt off. I didn't figure out what it was yet but I was.

"Good morning," Pepa said loudly to Camilo.

"Morning" he replied.

"Wow, your talking today," Isabella said sarcastically. Then when they all quieted down I walked in. I grabbed a plate and filled it up with Julieta's delicious food. Everyone was looking at me like I was a ghost. I turned around and smiled.

"Hi everyone," I said casually. Everyone ran over to me and gave me hugs. After all the tears were shed and greetings were given everyone sat back down at the table. The conversations were more lively and exciting. Camilo sat beside me and held my hand the whole time even when I tried to shake him loose to eat my food. I helped cleaned up and then went to go see everyone individually. First was Mirabel.

"Hey," I said as I let myself into her room. Her eyes lit up and she ran over to me.

"I missed you so much!" She squealed. I smiled.

"I missed you too" I replied. Mirabel and I sat on her bed and talked about everything we missed in the year I was gone. A knock on the door snapped us both out of our conversation. I looked up and saw Camilo with a picnic basket in hand.

"Are you ready?" He asked. I nodded and stood up. Mirabel gave me a quick hug before I left. Camilo and I walked out of Casita and we were greeted by the warm sun. We walked to the spot where I used to sit. The trees were just starting to gain their leaves back. Everything felt so peaceful. Camilo held my hand and gently stroked his thumb back and forth.

"Y/n?" Camilo asked.

"Yeah?" I turned to face him.

"What are we? And where do we go from here?"

Oh. Boy.