Only Fools (Camila/You)

Welcome To The Family

Finally.

The last night of tour.

We've just entered August and have barely been able to breathe with the new schedule.

Wrapping up tour was always bitter sweet. This time around though is more sweet than bitter.

There's been nothing but drama during 7/27 and I'm glad to be finally done with it. It's good to be home. Maybe some time off is what Camila and I need. What we all need.

"Y/n!" I hear echo through the apartment. "Y/n! I have news."

I ignore the loud calls figuring the small Cuban could find me herself, as I'm too focused on perfecting this winged eyeliner.

"Baby where are you!" She shouts, the pattering of her sneakers on the wood flooring traveling all the way to our bathroom.

She isn't even looking. She's running from wall to wall I can hear it!

"Y/n!"

Okay, wing first, then a line to the inner corner.

And...

"Y/N!" Camila shouts as she busts through the bathroom door abruptly causing me to jump.

I sigh and pout as I notice the smudged wing.

I turn and face Camila, still pouting.

"Oh! You look beautiful, my love." She grabs my shoulders and kisses my cheek enthusiastically. "I have news, baby! Big. News."

I furrow my eyebrows at her statement. She grabs my hand and drags me to sit on the bed.

"Okay hold onto your socks!"

I smile and grab on to the cuffs of my socks tightly.

"I spoke with LA this morning and, drumroll," she began to pat her thighs quickly as I made a noise with my mouth seeing as my hands were occupied. "He's letting us come out!"

My face fell and my eyes widened. "He... what?" She nodded rapidly and we broke broke out into cheesy smiles, Camila's widening.

I hopped up from the bed to spin her in a circle.

"Wait. This is fishy, what's the catch?" I asked once we had stopped, my eyes squinting. "Well obviously it's gonna be great publicity for the group. Two out LGBT representatives in one group? Gold."

I squealed and hopped back onto the bed, patting the spot in front of me gesturing Camila to sit there.

"So how's it gonna go down?" I ask wiggling in my spot, anxious about our next move.

"Well I was thinking when I release the music video for bad things we-"

"Wait," I cut her off softly. "You're releasing bad things? When?"

"Well yeah, dummy, you watched us record it. I was thinking in the next month. September probably."

I smile and bite my lip.

September is so soon.

Camila and I have been dating for long over a year now and being a secret was hot and stuff at first, but now it's just annoying. Especially with everything else that's been happening. Sneaking around all this time has really put a dent in our relationship, but I feel us slowly building up again and I'll do whatever it takes to keep it this way.

"The song is beautiful, Mila. What'd you have in mind for the music video?"

"Well, at first I thought we'd play roles. You'd be the bad girl and I'd be the princess, but that was stupid and probably already done, so I came up with something else." I nodded, signaling I was still paying attention. "I'll follow you around with a camera for like a week. It'll show the rawness and authenticity of our love and relationship." I nod at her idea before my small smile fell. My palms began to sweat as negative outcomes swarmed my mind.