More Than Just A DJ (Camila/You)

1. Goddess in Every Sense of the Word

Y/N POV
DJing on a beach in Miami.
There are worse places I could be spending my Sunday. At least I'm doing something productive and something I'm good at, plus I genuinely enjoy it or else this entire day would be complete and utter hell.

"Y/N!" I'm brought out of my thoughts by a loud masculine Scottish accent.

"Calvin! Congrats bro! 1 year with the same girl, you need to give me some pointers" He laughs loudly before I cut him off

"on second thought, don't I've changed my mind already"

I smirk and wink at a group of girls who are walking by, in return receiving flirty waves and a punch in the shoulder from Calvin.

"In all seriousness, I'm not too late am I?" I question

"No, no you're fine" he chuckles while bringing me into a tight embrace

"your set begins in like 15 minutes relax"

I feel myself physically relax in his arms and a sense of calm washes over me, one that only family can provide.

"Are you nervous?" he pokes my side after releasing me from him.

Before I could answer he cut me off,

"Oh My God!"

"Thee Y/F/N Y/L/N is nervous?"

he continues teasing and poking my sides making me squirm a bit.

"Look asshole, I'm not nervous. I don't get nervous" I push away from him and flick my long Y/H/C hair over my shoulder.

He just laughs and follows me, I look around for any familiar faces occasionally lifting my solo cup to my dry lips while simultaneously walking towards the small booth, already set up with decks and my laptop.

"I gotta go, Taylor wants me to help her greet her friends as they come in" Calvin rolls his eyes after putting his phone back in his pocket.

"You are still giving me a ride back to the hotel right?"

"If you even want to come back to our hotel"

he nods in the direction of the girls from earlier, who are now not so subtlety eyeing me I send them a wink and turn back around laughing lightly,

"I'll shoot you a text later and let you know"

He pats my shoulder and takes off running as Taylor begins to call him.

"Whipped" I scoff.

As I begin to get everything organised and get myself in the mindset to stand in this booth and play for the next 6 hours or so, I hear screaming coming from the other end of the beach where I'm assuming Taylor's friends are arriving.

Calvin and I make brief eye contact and he rolls his eyes and turns to embrace a few of the girls entering while sporting a fake smile. I shake my head in amusement and place on my headphones.

As music begins to flow through the speakers I immediately loose interest in everything around me and concentrate on the task at hand.

That was until I was about an hour into my set I felt a hand brush across my shoulders and down my arm, I averted my attention briefly to the brunette and studied her face for a second before taking my headphones off to acknowledge her properly.

"Hi" she breathed out, intently studying my face.

"Hello" I smiled confidently

"You must be Calvin's cousin right? I'm Hailee" she held her hand out

"Yeah, I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you Hailee" I kissed her knuckles making her cheeks burn a deep shade of red.

Her eyes flicker from my eyes to my lips and I, not one to hold back begin to lean in.

We are snapped out of our moment when a group of 5 girls and 1 guy come running through the entrance of party screaming with excitement.

The tallest one, that I recognise as Dinah, immediately drags the dark skinned girl and a pale girl with piercing green eyes into the space in front of my booth to dance with the rest of the party goers.

The shortest girl is conversing with Taylor and the little brunette beauty is being followed around by some tall mouse looking guy.

I see a few guys eyeing her up as she confidently struts over the table to fill herself a drink.

I couldn't take my eyes off her, her tan skin glistening in the hot Miami sun, long toned legs that seemed to be never ending, flat stomach, fucking great ass covered with blood red bikini bottoms and perfect breasts covered by the matching bikini top.

She was a Goddess in every sense of the word.

But nothing compared to when she turned around seemly looking for someone, actively ignoring the guy she entered with, and those big brown orbs looked my way, I knew I was done for.