Stars Burn - CamiloxM!Reader

Because I Wanted To - Part 20

  The walk to Casita was nice, there was silence most of the way. The silence was different than normal, though. This silence was comforting rather than nerve racking. A silence, hand in hand with the boy I just poured my sob story onto. The longer that fact set in, the more embarrassed I felt. He knew most of it now, so why? Why is he holding my hand? Guiding ME back to HIS house? I don't understand. I don't understand at all.

"Y/N?" Camilo said in a hushed tone, coming to a stop.

"Hm?"

"What's wrong?"

"What do you mean?" I smiled brightly but for some reason his smile went silent.

What happened?
We were happy as could be a moment ago.
Did I…mess it up again?
  I fought back the tears that so desperately wanted to flow. Now isn't the time for this. I need to get Camilo back home. I need to go back home. Why is Camilo silent? His hand is still entangled in mine but why isn't he saying anything? Please say something. Then I felt nothing but warmth.

"What?" I muttered out as my voice quivered.

"A hug."

"Why?"

  Milo held me tightly, as if I'd crumble the moment he let go. His face sat on my shoulder and I nuzzled mine into his. He pulled back and just stood there before wiping off the stray tears that had run under my blindfold.

"Because I wanted to give you one." He said with a quiet smile.

"Let's keep going, Casita is just a little bit further. You're welcome to stay the night if you want to, ya know?" Camilo continued, grabbing my hand once more.

"Thank you," I said with a giggle, "I appreciate it but I'm good. I have a feeling I need to get home tonight."

  We continued on till Casita was right in front of us but Casita didn't move. Camilo said goodbye and walked inside, but is it not weird for Casita to be so still? I know things haven't been going great with the house but maybe it's worse than we thought?

  I shrugged my shoulders and turned to go back into town. I hope I didn't bother Camilo today. I know he asked to know and that he said he wanted to give me a hug but still maybe he's lying.
  But why? Why would he? No, it's fine. He likes me. Well maybe not like-likes me but we're friends. He took me on a date, I think he might like-like me a little. But it's normal for friends to hang out. Who knows? Do I like him, like that?
  My cheeks started burning up at the idea of it. He's such a flirt, I'm sure he's like this with everyone. There's no reason to get all flustered. I might like him romantically a little bit. Maybe just a smidge.

  Maybe I- I lost track of everything when the ground beneath me started to rumble. What's going on? I turned my head to try my best to hear which direction the rumbles were coming from. And to my dismay, it was Casita.

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