And just like that, tour is officially over. The end of any tour is a bittersweet, but when one ends its just a number of months until the next one. The next one will be different. Completely different. For starters, this was the last tour the twins will attend for the entire length of the tour. As they grow older, school and activities will take up most of their time. Pulling them out of everything and homeschooling them is selfish and not fair to them. Since Camila was pregnant, we vowed to give them the most normal life we possibly could.
Tonight is the Teen Choice Awards. We're nominated for two different awards and a performance which makes me happy beyond belief, however, this is the first public event were going to where people know Camila and I are back together. It's also the first award show the twins will walk. Before, Camila and I would carry them down the carpet. Ashtyn is beyond excited while Kayne could care less. We make it clear to the girls that walking the carpet is their choice and they can change their mind anytime they want. After the show, Camila, the girls and I are heading to our much needed private getaway.
"Mama, put this on me," Ashtyn said as she picked up a lipstick out of Clarissa's make-up bag.
"Ash, you know you're not allowed to put on mommy make-up," I reminded the toddler.
"Mhm," Ashtyn nodded. "At home I do."
"No, at home you get into mommy's make-up without permission."
"But I need to be pretty."
"Ashtyn, come here," I said sternly.
The three-year-old dropped the lipstick onto the table and walked over to me uninterested with what I was about to tell her. I put my hand under her chin and pushed her head up so our matching emerald eyes were locked.
"You don't need make-up to be pretty, Ashtyn. You are already a beautiful girl. Make-up is for fun and not for little girls."
"But I want to wear it," Ashtyn whined.
"Ashtyn, you're not wearing make-up," Camila said from across the room, backing me up.
"Meanies," Ashtyn mumbled before walking back over to the make-up bag.
"I'd count everything before you leave," I warned Clarissa.
"No," Kayne squealed as she entered the hotel room in Dinah's arms.
"I'm putting you down baby Jaguar," Dinah announced as she tried to place Kayne onto the bed, but the little girl locked her arms securely around Dinah's neck.
"No," Kayne said before erupting in a fit of giggles.
"Do you know what happens to little girls who don't let go of Auntie DJ?"
"What?" Kayne asked, testing her limits.
Dinah smirked before wrapping her arms securely around the brown-eyed three-year-old's body. She spun around in serval circles making Kayne laugh even harder. When she realized that was working, she held Kayne out like baby Simba and started shaking her lightly to simulate a trip to the moon, as The girls called it.
"My turn," Ashtyn yelled, dropping the make-up she was playing with.
"No more," Dinah said exhausted.
"More!"
"More!"
"More!"
The twins chanted along with Ally.
"Shut it shortie," Dinah said, glaring over at the small Latina. She tossed Kayne onto the bed and sat down in the empty make-up chair.
Hours passed before all seven of us were ready for the teen choice awards. The seven of us were dressed in a mix of white and pinks. Camila, Normani, Ashtyn and I wore different styled white dresses while Dinah, Ally and Kayne wore the pink. Camila and I tried to convince Kayne into wearing a matching dress with Ashtyn, but whatever color Aunty DJ picked, Kayne had to pick too.
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Rather Be (A Camren Story)
Fanfiction"There is no place in the world I rather be than with you."
