The Hard Truth (Camila/You)

C.6

I woke up at 2 am in the morning after Dinah's snoring woke me up. I knew Dinah wouldn't mind if I moved to the couch in the living room.

I grabbed the blanket that I stuffed in my bag from my old bed and went to the couch.

The couch was suprisingly super comfortable and had a lot of extra room.

I then heard footsteps and then a loud thud which made me lay up.

"Ouch." I saw Camila rubbing her head while sitting on the floor.

"Camila? Are you okay?" I spoke out and padded over to her.

"Holy shit, you scared me." She put her hand over her heart. "I think I'm bleeding actually."

"What the hell did you hit?" I saw a line of blood going down her forehead.

"The corner of the wall." She cringed at the throbbing in her head.

"We gotta put pressure on it." I helped her up and we went to the bathroom.

"You don't have to help me out you know, it's late. You should probably sleep." Camila said as she sat on the sink.

"I just witnessed you bust your ass, I'm at least gonna help." I joked which elicted a cute chuckle.

I grabbed a rag from the cupboard under the sink and put pressure on her cut slowly.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's not too bad." She replied.

I took time cleaning up her wound. I actually kind of enjoyed spending time with her. She had a really amazing personality honestly.

"Why are you sleeping on the couch by the way?" She looked like a curious puppy.

"Dinah was snoring too loud." I laughed.

"Typical. I can... keep you company out here if you want. I usually sleep out in the living room too." Camila suggested.

"I would prefer you to sleep in your bed, you just hurt your head. You need to lay your head down on a pillow." I smiled at her suggestion.

"Yeah, maybe you're right." She bit her lip, "Thank you for your help by the way. I would've probably been a crying mess if you weren't there."

"No problem."

I noticed Camila studying my face up and down. It almost looked like she was looking at my lips but I wasn't so sure. I caught myself looking at hers too and I then met her eyes.

Our faces both shined bright red.

"Goodnight Y/N."

"Goodnight Mila."