Tied Down (camren)

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Hey guys! I know I've removed this story about a year ago, I wasn't happy with where it went and I found myself so unmotivated writing it. I mean I had so many plans for this story, I knew the twists and turns and I think it would have made a wonderful story. I do not know how many times I've opened up Word and forced myself to make a draft but I just couldn't. The though of continuing this Camren story was just very upsetting and heartbreaking for me especially after how things are now.

I've decided to put this story back on however it will remain discontinued. I do not think I will be using this account anymore, I think. Maybe, in a couple of years I'll find myself logging back into this account and reminisce all of the joy it has brought me. The sea of Camren stories that has inspired me to love, to believe in love. The writers and readers who'd believed in me and urged me to go on. Camren was really something. We've all made very beautiful "what if's", a wonderfully heartbreaking tale of Lauren and Camila. So cheers to that!

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Today. Today has been planned out perfectly by two strong families: the Cabellos and the Mendes'. They were sure it'd be executed smoothly and perfectly, they've anticipated this for over a year now. After all, they'd be announcing the engagement of their beloved children, Shawn and Camila.

Their engagement would be news, no doubt. Why wouldn't it be? Their families run the strongest companies in the whole world. By tomorrow morning it would be in shown in televisions, heard in radios, and read on newspapers.

Both families were sure the party they'd throw for the couple would be successful. Bodyguards would be lined up around the Cabellos' mansion where the ball would take place, what possibly could go wrong?

Although they didn't keep a close eye on a certain green eyed beauty to crash all of their plans in a blink of an eye.

CAMILA

"Annie, what do I have for today?" I ask the ginger head who followed me everywhere I went, like she was my tail.

"By 9 you have tea with Mrs. Cabello and Mrs. Mendes," Annie replied as she looked through her black leather notebook. "At noon you have lunch with Mr. Mendes, then you have your hair and makeup appointment at 3. After that Mrs. Cabello insisted you'd stay home until the party starts."

I bit my lip and nodded at her before excusing myself. Sometimes – no, most of the time I hate that this is how my life goes. In my 19 years of existence not once have I had someone to consider my best friend as I for them. I don't have time to look for any, not that my parents would allow me to go out without bodyguards. Most of the time I'm too busy being bossed around by my parents.

Shawn is the only person who understands me. He knows what it's like to live in a large mansion which feels too empty and lonely most of the time. He knows what it's like to be left home by parents because they have a business trip to be at. He knows what it's like for family day to be cancelled the moment our parents exit the room to answer a phone call.

I know nothing but how to be prim and proper. Camila don't slouch it'll give you a bad posture. Camila don't wear that it's not appropriate. Camila don't do that. Camila do this, then do that. I am just so sick and tired of doing things that I don't even want to do. When is it ever going to be my turn? When can I voice out what I want? What I don't want?

I can't even have my own privacy, wherever I go Annie and a bodyguard is with me and I quote and unquote to guide and protect me throughout the day. Even right now as I lay in bed someone is outside my door to keep me safe. Right.

"Camila, your mother told me to let you wear this during tea."

I looked at the dress that was put neatly on the bed and inspected it. How is it that I could never pick what I want to wear? One time when my parents were out of town I did something crazy, my parents would probably kill me for doing it but it's whatever. (Mom would get mad at me for using such a word!)

Flashback

A new bodyguard was asked to be my tail for the day, his name was John. All he knew was that he should never let me out of his sight. So I being my curious and adventurous self thought of a clever plan, it was risky too.

I asked John to drive me to the mall that day and I couldn't contain the happiness and excitement I felt that coursed through my veins the moment I stepped on the floor inside the building. This is how it felt like to be normal, teenagers did this. So I walked around mindlessly and ended up circling the whole mall. I was tired of seeing John being at my side all day and people were starting to stare. It was probably because John looked like a secret agent, dressed in all black. Black polo long sleeves, black slacks, black shoes, and black shades. Who even wears shades inside the mall? I read in the book it was only to protect the eyes from the sun.

I ended up going inside a lingerie store and I huffed because John followed me inside too.

"John what are you doing?" I asked incredulously and tried to pull him out but his body didn't budge. He was too strong. "Get out, you're embarrassing me!"

"Sorry Camila, Mr. and Mrs. Cabello's orders."

"John," I called calmly though on the inside I wanted so badly to hit his face with my purse. If only I didn't care about my parents' image. "This is really personal, I'm about to look for undergarments to wear. Could you please respect that?"

He started shaking his head no and I clenched my fists in annoyance and walked out of the store. He started following me but I didn't care anymore. I entered the ladies washroom and sighed in relief. He couldn't be inside, that had always been the deal between me and the bodyguard of the day.

I got in the stall and smirked as I saw a window that led outside. I got on top of the bowl and pushed the glass wider. Hopefully no one would see this and no one would recognize me. I pulled my body up by my arms and managed to let my feet drop first followed by my body. I picked up the small purse and began walking back towards the entrance of the mall.

I smiled to myself and began waving to a few people as they said hi and hello's (and oh my god you're Camila Cabello). And it felt nice, it felt...normal.

I, Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao, am a passionate reader. So when I saw the bookstore it felt like the gates of heaven has opened. I walked – more like skipped towards it then began going through the aisles in the different sections, picking up various books from different genres. As I approached the counter my face was almost covered with the amount of hard bounds I carried. Then I noticed how weird I probably looked so I grabbed 2 different magazines from beside the counter and asked for it to be punched in.

It was only when I went home and finished rearranging my books that I turned red upon seeing the left behind magazines on the paper bag. One was called how to survive high school and the other was the top 10 best sex positions and I have never felt so mortified in my entire life the moment I laid eyes on the latter which had a very sexual photo on the front.

I am so screwed.