Feel It Twice (Camren / You)

Chapter 16

Camila's POV

I came to my senses after Y/N made me cum over and over again. I turned around to my side, facing her. She mimicked me. We were now face-to-face, smiling at each other.

'You really are the most beautiful person I know'

I saw Y/N blushing, which made me smile even more.

'Stop, you're making me blush.'

She was always like this with compliments. She can't take them really well; that's why I keep telling them. I want her to know what I think about her. I hope someday she will believe me.

'Come here'

She did what I said, getting into my awaiting arms. Cuddling up to me, I held her tightly.

'I love you; this was amazing, baby.'

'I love you. I really was. But I think we should get some sleep. Let's go to the bathroom.'

Y/N turned to get up and took a look at the clock.

'Oh, yeah, it's 7 o'clock. We're lucky that Dinah and Mani like to sleep in, so we have some time to sleep.'

I chuckled. I moved with her to the bathroom. We were taking our turns, going to the toilet, and washing our hands and mouths.

'We were so long at it. I thought it was 5 a.m'.'

'Well.. We had four rounds, baby. That took us some time.'

'You don't have to remind me, babe; I know; believe me, I feel it; my body is sore already.'

'Same, but it's so worth it.'

I chuckled. Leaning in to kiss her. She immediately started kissing back. We went back to bed and cuddled again.

'Sleep tight, baby.'

'You too. And by the way, it really is worth it.

I couldn't stop smiling. Letting sleep take over

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I woke up to knocking on our bedroom door.

'Camila! Y/N! You still alive?'

Of course, Dinah. I wanted to stretch but couldn't because Y/N was blocking me. She was clinging to me and wasn't even stirring. I slowly got up, trying not to wake her. I went to the door, not wanting Dinah to knock more for the same reason.

'Oh, hello, sleepy head. We were worried. We thought you'd never get up.'

Dinah was laughing lightly, seeing me squint my eyes at her.

'Oh, come on, since when are you up this early?

I don't know what time it is; I assumed it was 12 o'clock or something.

'Early? Girl, do you know what time it is?'

Dinah laughed out loud. I look dumbfounded.

'It seems like you don't. It's 3pm. Mani and I wanted to leave, but she said I should see if you guys are still alive.'

I felt my cheeks getting hotter.

'Oh. I- we haven't gotten much sleep.'

I was really shocked. We moved downstairs to the kitchen. Mani was sitting there, sipping on some water.

'Hey Mani.'

'Hey'

She smiled at me. Dinah started wiggling her eyebrows.

'Oh, you haven't gotten much sleep because...'

She waited for me to finish the sentence. I rolled my eyes.

'Stop it, Dinah!'

She started laughing, knowing exactly why.

My cheeks were burning, and I knew I was probably as red as a tomato. Dinah loves to tease me like this. She does that all the time.

'Come on, Dinah, leave her alone; her head looks like it's about to explode. Look how red she is!

Mani was laughing and confirmed my assumption about my head glowing. In that moment, Y/N came downstairs into the kitchen.

'Hey'

She looked at me, smiling, not even acknowledging Mani or Dinah. She walked towards me, hugged me, and hid her face in my neck. I immediately put my arms around her. Stroking her back up and down I had to support her because I had a feeling that if I let go, she would fall.

'Hey baby. What's wrong?'

I thought something happened because she was holding onto me for dear life.

'Hello, Y/N, we are good. How are you? Yeah, we slept well.'

Dinah started making fun of Y/N.

'Shush it, Dinah'

I defended Y/N, seeing that something was up.

'Sorry, I- I'm sorry.'

I felt Y/N sniffling. Before I could react, she ran upstairs again. I looked at Mani, then at Dinah.

'I'm sorry, guys. I don't know what's up.'

'No, it's okay; go talk to her and make sure she is okay. We will leave you too alone.'

Dinah nodded.

'Yeah, maybe we can meet up some other time. I'm really sorry. Dinah, we will talk later.'

We all exchanged quick hugs, and I sprinted up the stairs to search for Y/N.


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Upstairs I found Y/N sitting on our bed. She had her head in her hands, crying silently.

'Baby. What's wrong? What happened?'

I walked fast to her, taking her into my arms. She leaned her head against my chest, clinging to me, now fully sobbing.

'Y/N?'

I didn't know what to do; I haven't seen her cry like this since the breakup with Lauren. So I just held her.

'It's okay, baby; I'm here for you.'

I didn't pressure her to tell me; I waited for her to calm down. She pulled away, but I wasn't letting go of her. I pulled her onto the bed, so we were now laying down. She was laying with her head on my shoulder. I was stroking her back.

'I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself downstairs.'

That's the first thing that comes to her mind. She is unbelievable.

'Babe, you really don't have to worry about that. Dinah and Mani are understanding; they left so I could make sure you are okay. They were worried, and so was I. Can you tell me why you're crying?'

'I got a call. I woke up to my phone ringing.'

She breathed out and tried not to cry more, but she failed. I pulled her more into me, holding her again.

'It's okay; take your time, baby'

She took a few breaths.

'My sister called.'

I pulled away lightly, scanning her face. I know that Y/N and her family aren't close anymore because they cut her off when she told them that she likes girls. She vaguely told me the story when we started dating, but she didn't want to go into detail.

'What did she want?'

I wasn't keen on her family. I hate how they treated her. I don't know them, but I don't have to know that they are horrible people. How can you let go of a person like Y/N?

'She said that my father died this morning. He had a heart attack, and they couldn't get him back.

'Oh baby, I'm so sorry'

I held her while she cried again.

'I always thought he would reach out to me again. I thought that eventually he would be okay with me being gay. He was understanding of everything throughout my childhood; he was supportive of my career, but that one thing, me being who I am, broke our relationship; we were close once.'

I listen to her talk. My heart is breaking for my girl. She didn't deserve that. I wasn't there for her when things became complicated with her family, so I couldn't help her with that. I just held her.

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