guess had allowed camila to shoot some photos when me in them for the magazines and she was oh so excited about that. i on the other hand was not so for the idea of me trying to "model".
but as whipped as i am, she convinced me and now i was in the drivers seat of a disgustingly expensive convertible.
camila talked with the director of the photo shoot while i pondered around in the car until camila walked up to me with a frown on her face
"what's wrong babe?" i asked. she opened the car door and ran her hand through my slicked back hair. "they said your face isn't even gonna appear in the picture." she grumped. soft giggles escaped my lips as i leaned into kiss her cheek.
"that's great holy shit." i beamed. camila gave me a scowl and kept running the tips of her fingers over my scalp.
"it's not. i love you and i want people to know that im taken." she whined. a smirk pursed onto my lips. "camila baby there are so many other ways that could be shown." i slyly said, leaning into kiss her neck.
she playfully moved away as she pecked my cheek. "you always know how to make me happy." she said caressing my cheek. a blush crept onto my cheeks as an idea popped into my head.
"you know.." i started off to say, "i can pull off the ugliest face right now and nobody would even notice." i chuckled, putting on the ugliest face i could.
camila's contagious laughter made me laugh too.
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little did we know, our whole dorky encounter with each other was filmed and put on a commercial.
a/n: double update today (: i have a few chapters ready to be uploaded so that's great. goodnight for now🌙-emily
