You're Mine (Camila/You)

Chapter 34

It was a bad choice to pick Shawn's song. Ever since I arrived at the meeting he's been hitting on me. I have to ignore him and go away but he always finds a way to annoy me more. Plus, I have to go on tour with the girls soon. It's going to be pretty busy for me.

I was sitting lazily in the chair at the long wooden table. He managers were talking while I stared down at my hands.
"Camila,"
My head shot up and I looked towards the voice. "Did you hear us?" He asked with an eyebrow raised. I cleared my throat and shook my head. "Sorry, no," I apologized.
He heaved a sigh. "You need to listen. This is important especially if you're about to go on tour," I nodded my head. "You'll have three days till your next interview then you'll have to get ready for tour. We'll have a few more interviews and performances along the way meaning maybe sometimes after shows you need to go to an interview so prepare for that," he explained.

I nodded my head in acknowledgement. He stood up from his chair and that started a a chain reaction with everyone else. "If we decide to rearrange some things we'll call you so have your next few days off and get ready for Thursday," he gave a quick smile, gathered his things, and left the room.

Everyone started filing out of the room. I was last to leave, or so I thought. A hand landed on my shoulder and I turned around. "You ready?" Shawn showed a smile.

"For what?" I asked mentally rolling my eyes.

"Thursday, duh stupid,"

This time I really rolled my eyes and walked out of the room. I headed towards the elevator not looking back at Shawn. Luckily, the door closed before Shawn could get to it. I headed down and out the front doors. I stood on the side and fished in my purse for my phone. I called Y/n.

"Hey babe," he greeted through the phone.

Hearing his voice made me smile. "Hey, the meeting is over."

"Alrighty then. I'll come get you. See you in five."

He hung up and I put my phone back up. I stood there for a few minutes in silence till I saw Y/n's car pull up. I smiled and he rolled down the window. I padded up to his car and looked at him through the window. "Hey beautiful, need a ride?" He said in a deep voice.

I giggled at his childish behavior. I went over to the passengers side and pulled the door handle. After it didn't open, he smirked. I gave him a "really" face and he chuckled.
"Hurry up we don't have all day," he joked.

"Y/n come on," I rolled my eyes.

"Hey I thought I told you to stop rolling your eyes," he shouted.

"You never did now can you please unlock the door," I pleaded and gave him a puppy face.

He sighed and unlocked the door. Right when I was about to open the door he locked it again. I stomped my foot. "Y/n I'm serious," I groaned.

It didn't reply or anything just stared at me with a smile. I crossed my arms and began walking. "Hey! Where are you going?" Y/n shouted from the car.

"Home! Forget you," I replied.

His car slowly drove alongside me. I tried holding back a giggle. Y/n saw my smile slip out and he laughed. "Get in the car,"

I gave up on walking and opened the door. I got in and buckled up. "Puta," I muttered under my breath. Y/n whipped his head towards me and I couldn't help myself from smiling. He'd switch his gaze from the road to me several times.

"Excuse me young lady, that language is forbidden in this car,"

I giggled silently. Y/n smiled and began to laugh as well. We reached home and I ran inside and onto the couch. I dragged on a sigh. "So what happened?" He asked taking off his hat and setting down the keys. Ever since I confessed I liked him, he's been in a mood I haven't seen. He sat down on the couch next to me and pulled me onto his lap wrapping his arms around me from behind.

"Well I have 3 days till our first interview, then I have to get ready for tour. During tour I'll have interviews and performances and things like that,"

Y/n hummed in response. I could tell he was a bit disappointed since I chose Shawn's song but he was still happy with whatever choice I made. "All I want to do is relax till everything gets chaotic," I leaned my head back on Y/n's chest.

"So how are you and the girls?" He broke the peaceful moment of silence between us.

"They're not necessarily mad at me anymore," I said.

"Good."

Y/n's phone started to ring and he set me on the couch while he got up and went out on the patio. All I could hear was the muffled sound of his voice and a little bit of the phone. Instead of eavesdropping, I turned on the TV and took off my shoes. I looked to my side to see Y/n's hat. I smiled and put it on backwards. It's been a while and Y/n was still on the phone. I got up and headed over to the patio opening the door and standing next to him. He turned to look at me and smiled noticing I was wearing his snapback.

"Everything okay?" I whispered.

He gave me a warm smile and nodded. I returned one and went back inside to shower. I jogged up the stairs and grabbed my onesie and a towel. I took a nice, long shower and dried my hair. I headed back downstairs to be greeted by Y/n in the kitchen. He was stirring something in a pot. I peeked over and saw noodles. To the side was a pan of meat and some tomato sauce in some cans on the counter.

"Yay, spaghetti!" I clapped my hands together.

Y/n chuckled. I helped cook and we sat at the dining table to eat. For a while we stared at each other like idiots. "Let's eat," I broke our "staring contest ".

"Camila," he said after taking a drink of his water.

I looked up at him slurping up a noodle.

"I need to talk to you,"