The Beautiful Musician (Camila/you)

Chapter 11

Y/n watched the playback of the finished music video with her and Camila's team, knowing that it would make their fans go absolutely insane when they saw it. She almost wasn't ready for the influx of questions about their relationship status and having to navigate that with her publicist breathing down her neck; Y/n was stressed enough.

It had been a very busy couple of months for both artists as they promoted their new single together on social media. Camila and Y/n had uploaded a silhouette image of them, a few weeks prior, with a date in the center; officially announcing the release for Señorita tomorrow.

Like the fans, both singers were so excited it felt like they were floating, but they were also nervous. Y/n had spent all of last night at Camila's house, wondering if the fans would even like the song.

Y/n felt warm arms envelope her from behind as she stood, watching the screen. She turned around and met Camila halfway in a chaste kiss, before pulling the brunette into her side and turning back.

"Oh, I like that a lot actually." Camila pointed to the monitor when flashes of the two artists together played over the bed scene at the hotel.

"Me too. That was one of my favorite parts." Y/n moved Camila so that the woman was standing in front of her, and rested her chin on top of her head.

"What was your favorite part?" Camila twirled a piece of brown hair around her finger as she continued watching.

"I liked pinning you against the wall during the dance. It reminded me of when we-"

"Okay! That's enough out of you for today." Camila clapped her hand over Y/n mouth as her face turned beet red. Y/n laughed loudly into Camila's palm and stuck her tongue out, making the brunette pull away in disgust.

"What? I thought you liked my tongu-"

Camila whirled around with wide eyes and slapped Y/n's chest once to stop the taller woman from speaking; pointing past Y/n at the door to the large studio.

"Out. Now."

"But babe, I was just kidding!" Y/n huffed out when she saw the Cuban's stern face and sighed. She turned to walk out, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl, and heard the team members in the room snicker as they watched the sulking woman walk out the door. 

She munched on the fruit for a minute or so, pausing when she saw Jay walking towards her, eyes glued to her phone. Jay looked up when she felt eyes on her and snorted when she saw a pouting Y/n eating alone.

"What did you say this time?"

"I might have said some inappropriate things while we were watching the playback of the music video and Camila kicked me out of the room." Y/n glared at her friend when she burst out laughing.

"You're telling me that Camila, a person who is legitimately a foot shorter than you, told you to do something and you did? Wow, you must really like her." Jay teased, ducking as an apple core came flying at her head.

"I will punch you in the throat." Y/n grumbled, picking her apple core up off the ground to throw away.

"You love me. Anyways, perk up Romeo. Your Juliet is coming." Jay sang out, heading towards the studio.

Y/n turned when she heard the door close, her girlfriend making her way over to hug her. The artist instinctually kissed the top of Camila's head and rolled her eyes at Jay's word choice; making a mental note to kick her ass later.