Publicists and Popstars (Shawmila)

Mistakes and Match-Ups

Shawn slept peacefully, and as per usual he looks cute even for his little arrogant muffin ass.

As snores filled the silent room, Camila was frantic, wondering what punishment she will get.

Well don't worry Camila, you just basically slept with the hottest, most popular musician of your generation everything is gonna be fine!

"No it's not gonna be fine! The paparazzi are after me and I'll have no escape. I'm just a fucking slut in their eyes. I was drunk! What was I supposed to do! Now dad's gonna fucking hang me on his wall!" the Latina cried. Soon, grumbles escaped the Canadian's mouth as he groggily, gets up to be welcomed by a bare, angry Camila.

His eyes widen as his eyes travel up and down Camila's body. Camila's cheeked turned a dark shade of red as she frantically attempts to cover her body.

"Look away you perv!"

"You are the one naked in my bedroom."

Fuck him and his sexy morning voice.

"My morning voice is sexy, aye?"

Dammit!

"And by the looks of it, I think you fucked me already."

"Maybe if you couldn't contain your feelings this wouldn't have happened!"

He scoffed. "Feelings? You were the whore grinding on me!"

Complete lie.

"Whatever Shawn. Now my entire career is ruined! Not only that but the companies reputation is at stake!"

"Just say you were my girlfriend or something."

"What the fuck are you saying." The Latina looked at him incredulously.

"Jeez are you retarded? I will say it slower. Just say you are my girlfriend." He emphasizes.

"How about after?"

"Just wait a month and we will 'break up'"

"A month?"

"Yes princess. You'll have this meat to yourself." He smirked.

And by meat he refers to his manhood.

"You are provocative."

"Don't get all smarty pants with me." He fake pouted as I stared at his lips.

"You checking me out."

"Don't be so cocky, it was hard fucking you considering the fact your head was stuck up your ass." The Latina teased.

He stared at her with bewilderment as he narrowed his eyes and pounced at Camila.

"SHAWN YOU ARE NAKED GET OFF ME YOU JERK!"

Camila threw a piece of fabric at Shawn as it landed in his face.

Her bra cupped his eyes as he fell on top of her.

"Camila? You did that on purpose."

Shawn hovered over her as she laid clad on the soft rug.

Shawn touched the clothing as he removed it his eyes widened at the position they were in. He quickly got off of her as he stormed to the bathroom.