Camila Cabello Imagines

RED

I walked into the quiet apartment which was rather odd considering i live with dinah jane herself you cant get her to shut up sometimes but i love her. Closing the door i stretched my back putting my bag on the couch i peeked into the hallway hmm still no sign of dinah. On Tuesdays she had off unless she went cover a shift at the coffee shop. i went to the kitchen opening the fridge and grabbing a can of coke making my way to the couch i saw dinah coming out of the bathroom towel wrapped around her

"Dinah! i got the job" i yelled across the room to the Polynesian catching her off guard she jumped dropping her towel oh great not again this would be the second time this week.

"ugh dinah! cover up i do not want to your naked body" but it was too late she pulled me into a hug i struggled against her wet body

"yes! i knew you would get it what did i tell you y/n" i nodded my head scripting my face up

"dj please put some clothes on"

"psst i know you want all this stop playing" she said gesturing to her naked body i couldn't help but laugh at her

"yeah not gonna happen missy now, if you don't mind I'm exhausted" i pushed past her but she stopped me giving me a what the fuck look i did the same challenging her back

"dinah i know that look i would really like to sle-"

"good so you must know were going out to celebrate" i sighed

"really dj i just wanted to get comfortable you know lounge around the apartment be lazy" she waved me off

"oh shut it were just going to dinner is that all right with you?" i thought about it for a few dinner did sound good right about now

"okay sounds good, but just because I'm hungry you're paying right?"

"mhmm and i expect a big christmas present this year now go get ready"

We decided to go to this Italian restaurant down town it was packed on a Tuesday night you'd think it was the weekend. after waiting for ten minutes we were finally seated towards the bar area which wasn't packed like the front was.

"what are you getting dj i cant decided between the fettuccine alfredo with grilled chicken or the regular chicken parmesan"

"hmm i think I'm going to have the shrimp scampi with linguine i think the fettuccine

sounds good" dinah said closing her menu she slapped my hand now i gave her the look

"dinah what?"

"oh my god, she's checking you out" i shrugged

"okay and why do you sound amazed are you trying to say something" she scoffs lowering her head towards the table but before she could say anything the waitress came and took our order

"now who is this mystery women or whatever" i say glancing back at the women she was talking about  her eyes were already trained on me i gulped what the fuck really y/n she was wearing a red leather jacket a black choker with matching pants (pic above)and all could think is woaah she was sipping out of a tiny martini glass when i looked back towards her face she had picked up the tooth pick which held the olive she wrapped her lips around it while slowly pulling the tooth pick from her lips realign it with a pop, i turned back around to dinah

"she's the Camila Cabello" she says it as if I'm supposed to know who she is, to me she's just some women at the bar

"tell me whats so special about her" before dinah can speak up her eyebrows rise in surprise I'm about to say something when i feel a hand on my shoulder i look up seeing the women at the bar she put her hand in front of me

"hello beautiful I'm Camila Cabello and you are" she smirks psst if she thinks I'm going to give in just because of hot she looks shit i mean ugh whatever

"and I'm not interested" i hear a fork clatter on to the plate in front of me "she doesn't mean that she's y/n" seriously i look back at dinah who seems to be in shock camila dosnet walk way

"well how about you move over and get to know me guarantee you'll be interested by the end of the night" i felt dinah kick me under the table i shot her a glare, moving over in the seat this was going to be one hell of night. i didn't really know what to say other than i felt very intimated by her but wasn't going to let her know that 

"I'm Dinah Jane her best friend, and i am very fond of your work you're bad ass" camila laughed jeez was everything she did sexy shit snap out of it

"thank you dinah what about you y/n...do you like my work" she bit her bottom lip i glanced down looking towards her lips but realized it and snapped out of it

"uh i-i uh don't really know who you are sorry dinah is the super fan" camila raises and eyebrow at me

"i thought you were playing hard to get...well i own Cabello records not to far from here and i sometimes model from time to time my campaigns are thought most malls in the states and international"

"cocky much" i let slip before i even knew what i fucking said she chuckled dinah had excused her self and i knew i was stuck but i did stick my foot in my mouth,

"your quiet the talker y/n..." camila placed her hand on my thigh i gasped at her touch she leaned down closer to my ear i could feel her warm breath hit the shell of my ear my bretahing started pick up again i wanted to hate her but there was something about her 

"come home with me..." her hand gohsetd over my thigh, i then felt her fingers touch my zipper of my pants i tried pushing it away but failed when i felt her lips work behind my ear i turend into mush 

"w-what m-makes you think i want t-to go home with you" i felt her chuckle against my ear

"well whenever i touch you your breath hitches" she reaches down fingers dragging the zipper of my jeans down

"and you don't seem to be stopping me so..." she leaned in  placing open mouth kisses along my neck i sighed into her touch  leaning my head to the side giving her more room she bites down at my pulse point which sends a shock to course through my body "see..." she whispers "you want this...just as much as i do" with that she turns my head to the left her lips meet mine in a hungry kiss she pushes her body further into me the force sending my body back colliding with the end of the booth.

 "s-stop" my hands reach out to  grab hers but i cant because her lips begin to work their way down my jawline i groan in pleasure i coundt keep up. i reach down grasping  her hand which is disappering inside my jeans  finding some strength i push her back from me. Trying to catch my breath i cant feel anything i am so overwhelmed by her touch i run a shaky hand through my hair i cant believe she was doing this inside of a freaking restaurant and i can't belive i let her get this far her eyes were dark with want and need she looked out of breath as well. her eyes were locked on mine when dinah finally decided to come back

"were you taking a fucking shower in there...lets go" i tried getting up from the booth but camila blocked me

"move i am not in the mood" she smirked leaning towards me again 

"not what your body was saying a few minutes ago, look ill let you go if you give me your number and not a fake one ill sit here all night and call each on-"

"fine!" i yell it was too hot in that damn restatement or was it just me fucking Camila i quickly typed in my number and waited as she called it i rolled my eyes

"see its my number now can i go?" Camila got up from the booth finally. i was bout to leave when i felt my arm being pulled back i fell into her embrace  she leaned down placing a gentle kiss on my lips

"till next time..."

with that she left walking out of the back entrance now all eyes were on me i was getting looks of all types emotions"what are you looking at mind your damn business! dinah lets go and no christmas gift for you" i puled dinah out of the restaurant with her whining behind me.

AN: What did you think? i tried lol anyways till next time...