"Camzz!!"
I whip my head around to see an exasperated Dinah.
"Who was that guy?"
"What guy?" She asked innocently,
"The guy that shoved his tongue down your throat."
"Ohhh.. Him." Dinah replied playfully.
"Seriously you hooked up with 10 guys this week!"
"Whatever, Camila the Virgin." My high school nickname rolled off her tongue as I glared at my co worker.
Guys tried to get in my pants in high school, but fortunately none of them succeeded. One of them almost took it. Austin Mahone. Currently one of the most talked about Popstars, in competition with Shawn for Best Male Artist in the Grammys. He cheated on me. With Becky G.
"Dorito Boy." I mumbled.
"Good Times."
I nodded.
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Thump, Thump, ThumpSharp, rasping knocks attacked my door as I twitch my temples, irritated by the action.
"Come in!"
The door swung open as the dirty blond entered her room.
"Hey Dinah." A speck of annoyance seemed apparent in my tone.
"Chill.. I was just asking wanna go to the bar af-"
"I stopped listening at 'bar'" I said with sass.
"Please? I've been seeing this guy and I wanna meet him, please, please, please come with me!" She begged, a gigantic pout displayed on her features.
"Whatever you said that last time."
"I'm serious Canola!" She said teasing me.
"I think I love him." She muttered.
She whipped her head up staring intensely at the blond. The word love escaped her lips. She wanted her friend to be happy. A guy who truly deserves her. High School Days swirled throughout her mind haunting her thoughts. The blond had a bad history in relationships. All she wanted was to make her friend happy.
"Fine. I'll come."
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The blond shoves a black outfit into the brunettes face. It consisted of flashy lace and lingerie.
The brunettes cheeks heat up immediately at the sight of the slutty outfit.
The blond motions to put it on as the brunette sighs and changes.
Anything to help her love again.
The brunettes thoughts were interrupted as shrills emanated from the blond woman.
"Gurlll you look lit af!"
Is that how people talk these days?
The outfit had a leather sleeveless crop top, intertwining with a skirt, lace cover her clad stomach. The skirt reached her mid thigh as she wore high combat boots.
"I look like a stripper."
"Strippers aren't virgins which you are."
The brunette rolled her eyes at the blonds sarcastic explanation.
Hope I do nothing wrong...
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ShawnI went to the club, Jack and Jack by my sides, as ladies swarmed around us. A certain woman aroused me as she stole my attention. I approached her as I began to grind on her ass.
The lady flinches as she turns around, surprised at the sight. Camila?! Oh this is gonna be fun. He looked at her side as one empty glass stood on the table. Camila leaned onto him as she swayed side to side. Low Alcohol Tolerance. Fucking perfect.
She smirks as she begins grinding back my as I hide my protruding center.
Yup she's drunk.
She cupped his cheeks, tenderly as she places passionate kisses on his face. I moved down as I sucked on her collar bone earning a quiet moan from her."Let's go to the room." She whimpered.
I smirk as I nod my head, frantically excited for the turn of events. Suddenly, we are disturbed by a large iridescent flash illuminating our eyes.
"Shawn who's this?"
"Isn't this the reporter who interviewed you yesterday?"
Shawn ignored them as he brought Camila to the room.
All she remembered was moans and pleasure filling the condensed room.
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I woke up as my eyelashes flickered above me. Distant snores can be heard as I slowly opened my eyes. The world came into focus like a camera as I am welcomed by a fully bare Shawn Mendes tangled in the sheets. I gulped at the sight, not remembering anything that happened the night before.
I quickly grabbed my phone to update my self.
10 miss calls: Dinah Jane
3 missed calls: Boss
Dinah Jane sent you a picture
Dinah: Camila where are you!
Dinah: Camila!
Dinah: Chancho!!
Dinah: OMG!
Dinah: Camz you are all over the news!!!!111 😱😱😱
Dinah: 😑😭 seriously? You lost your v card to Shawn Mendes? Largest fuckboy in musical entertainment. Well...
Dinah: CAMILA!
Dinah: GET YOUR LITTLE BANANA ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW BEFORE I SHIP YOU TO ANTARCTICA AND YOU'LL BE BANANA-LESS FOR LIFE😡👿!!!!
Dinah: Camila?
Dinah: Omg boss is super mad right now! He's about to murder everyone right now!?!!?11111
Dinah: shit! This is all my fault!
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Publicists and Popstars (Shawmila)
FanfictionCamila is a publicist for HotStar magazine, the #1 celebrity gossip magazine in America. What happens when she messes around with the most famous popstar of her generation?