Chapter 3

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Y/N's POV:

I made it back home it was a little after 7 and the sun was setting. I had a skip in my step as I sang a song to myself and swung the black plastic bag in my hand around.

I went inside my house and I heard voices
As I kept walking hoping to not be seen I heard my fathers voice call me

Dammit

I went towards the dining room and saw my father and the other producers as well as Camila having dinner

"Where have you been?" My father asked me

"I was out with Oscar he bought a new guitar" I said

"Ah well are you hungry? Come sit and eat with us" he said and I wanted to decline but that chicken looked pretty tasty

"Alright sure" I said

"Y/n come sit with me" Camila called as the seat next to her was empty

I went to her and took my seat and greeted her soon enough Angela brought me a plate and I thanked her

"So how was your day?" Camila asked me as I cut into my food

"It was cool. I had an ice cream. If you know me you'll know that ice cream and milk shakes are my weakness and way to my heart" I said and she giggled

"Noted" She said with a cute smile as she stared at me

We both continued to eat our food and just listened to whatever annoying story my father was telling that I've heard a bunch of times

Camila told me about her day and how the process of her album was going and I was happy for her. She was working super hard

When we finished dinner I offered to collect everyone's plates and I started taking stacks back to the kitchen

"She likes you" Angela lowly said and I rolled my eyes

"No she doesn't" I said

"Y/n I've seen the way you two have been talking all night. She can't keep her eyes off of you" she said

"Who? La cubana?" Another one of our maids Maria asked

"Si" Angela responded

"I knew I wasn't the only one who noticed" Maria said

"Ya ves" Angela said (you see)

"Look go in there and collect the rest of the plates keep your eyes open she can't stop staring at you" Angela told me before I went back into the dining room

I decided to test their theory and when I went back inside to collect the other plates to stack them I could see from the corner of my eye that Camila was in fact staring at me

She literally watched my every move

Once I made it back into the kitchen to put the dishes in the sink I saw the two ladies smirking at me

"Okay maybe she was staring-" I said

"See" they both said

"Okay but what does that even mean?" I asked confused

"She likes you baby boy" Angela said

"Why don't you hang out with her more. Get to know her" Maria said

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