Dangerous Obsession (Dua Lipa and Camila Cabello) {DuaMila}

001.

There she was again. The girl of her dreams. Her sweetheart. Her pumpkin pie. Her kitten. Her girl.

Only hers.

Camila Cabello. Oh, only thinking of that name made Dua's breath stop for a moment. She was so beautiful, so sweet... She could never do something to hurt others. Her heart was pure and bigger than the sun.

Exactly the opposite to Dua's, which a lot would say it was non-existent.

Lipa didn't knew what she liked more about the smaller girl. Maybe it was her shyness or her pureness. She didn't knew why, but there was something that always bring her back to the girl.

She still remembers the moment she met Camila. She was in a bar, taking care of some assholes who thought they could still be alive and all happy after not paying her what they agreed. After probably breaking a few bones, she was about to leave with the money she deserved and she came across an small figure.

The girl shyly apologised without even looking at her eyes -it would have been pretty hard considering Dua was like six inches taller than Camila, and to look into her eyes she would need to stand in her tiptoes-, and then left without waiting for an answer.

What Camila didn't know was that she left a Dua completely and utterly in love with her.

Since then, Dua spent all her free time watching the girl. However, despite what a lot might think, she was respectful and never invaded Camila's privacy- I mean, if you consider watching someone's steps respectful--whatever.

She soon became her obsession. Her little secret.

Dua couldn't wait until the day she would be able to hold her in her arms, to rest her face against her neck and smell her sweet scent.

I bet she smells like roses

It was kinda shitty how she couldn't really get to feel the girl when they met. Dua always blamed herself for not taking the opportunity.

While the tall girl was daydreaming about the other girl, Camila left the cafeteria where she agreed to met up with her friends to mess around a little.

— Oh shit — She whispered when she realised the girl was walking away from the place. She looked at the time in her phone.

15:57

She had to leave to fix some stuff back home. She knew she had -in fact, she was already late-, but still decided to follow Camila until she reached home safely. Luckily for Dua, her home was pretty close to the cafeteria.

Dua turned her car around the moment she saw Cabello's door being closed.

She reached her house and after parking the luxury car, she got into her office. Inside there were three men waiting for her.

— What the fuck are you doing in my office? No, even better, what the fuck are you all doing in my fucking house?

— Um, Lipa, we have problems. There's this gang that had gained a lot of for... Well, y'know?

— Fuck off, Malik. Stop acting up and tell me everything you know.

— They've been stealing our clients and been taking over our drugs commerce. It's starting to make people doubt our, um, ya know?

— For fuck's sake, Malik! Our fucking what? — Dua, who sat down while the boy was talking, slammed her fists against the hard wood of the table.

— Our power.

On of the two men who were still waiting for their turn, talked.

Dua suddenly went quiet. She started to laugh after what felt like an hour of agony for those men.

She stand up and got a gun from her drawer. The men's breath got stuck in their throat.

— You, Mendes — She pointed the taller boy out of them with the gun. After standing in that position for a few seconds, she handed him the gun — I don't care what you wanted to tell me. Go find out more about that gang and kill a few of them. The ones who do the shittiest jobs, okay? Just make sure they know it was us. I want them to get the message.

— Of course, Lipa — He managed to pick up the gun with steady pulse and left the room. After doing that, he let out a long breath of relief and almost ran away from the house.

— And you two — The other men tensed up the moment they heard the girl's deep and dark voice — Get the fuck out of my office and house and never come here again.

— Lipa, I have to tell you something.

— Save it, Irwin — She said, walking to the door and opening it. Malik left in a heartbeat but the other boy stayed.

— It's about Camila.

In a moment, the door was closed again and she was looking straight into the boy's eyes.

— What? Something happened to her?

— She's going to a party tonight.

— What? How can you know something about it? Are you fucking stalking her, Irwin? 'Cause I'll fucking rip your heart out. She's mine-

— Calm down — He talked paused and chill, completely the opposite to the others — My new girlfriend just happens to be a friend of hers and have told me today about it. I came here to tell you about it.

— I fucking hope so — She walked in circles around the room — Now leave and get ready.

— Get ready? — The tall boy's eyebrow raised the moment the words left Dua's lips — For what?

— Well, tonight we're going to a party, Irwin.

The girl looked at the boy with a creepy smile in her face. Out of context, everyone would have thought Dua was about to kill him.

But no. She was just happy, 'cause she was about to see her baby.