More Than Just A DJ (Camila/You)

11.Turn Around (Hey Whats Wrong With You)

"You fucking killed it mate!" Calvin bellowed as I reentered backstage, "You have to send me the I.D's of those last few tracks mate, you absolutely smashed it!" He rambled patting my back and handing me beer,

"Bro, I'm so fucking pumped up after that set, I wanna fucking party!" I shouted doing a dance pumping my hands in the air, causing the rest of the crew back stage to cheer me on and laugh,

"Don't you want to see your girlfriendddd perform first ya little nerd" I heard Nate laugh as he entered the room

"She's not my girlfriend for the last time, give fucking over would you?" I swear no one can rile me up like this man,

"Happy days then!" He clapped his hands together before a smirk graced his face, "So you wouldn't mind if I shagged her now then would you?"

Seeing on my face that I clearly wasn't impressed and was started to get irritated by him, Nate seeing his opportunity kept it up, thrusting his hips into the air and 'moaning' loudly, "Ohhhh Camila, that's it baby, yeah!" He shouted obscenely catching nearly everyone's attention, I could feel everyone laughing making me even more annoyed,

Before I could throw myself into his body Calvin caught me by the waist and held me from him although I could feel him laughing and see Nate doubled over laughing along with everyone else, I tore from Calvin's grasp disgusted and left the room to take a breath before I killed one of them.

I don't understand why I even agreed to play Wango Tango, I'm like the only non pop star here! Hearing sledgehammer echo through the halls of backstage and especially hearing Camila's voice sound out did nothing to calm me, if anything I became even more annoyed than I was before,

I'm YN YLN, I don't get butterflies in my stomach, I don't catch feelings for girls, I don't date, I don't be the but of the joke I'm the one who is supposed to be making the jokes, I'm supposed to be pulling any girl I want, no girl not even Camila fucking Cabello is going to change that.

I need to stop being so soft for this girl! Asshole YN is going to have to make a return tonight, I need to pull, get Camila out of my head.

Feeling better after my pep talk I reentered the room to see Calvin and Nate taking shots and the rest of the crew bustling around trying to get everything cleared up before we left,

"So..which one of you pussy's are going to actually take a real shot with me?" I smirked,

"There she fucking is! Let's go get fucking hammered!" Nate called while wrapping his arms around Calvin and shaking him

Back to normal, this is what I'm talking about..
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Standing at the bar a few hours later and more importantly a few more drinks later I watch the dancing body's sway together in the club to the blaring dance music, I wonder if I know the DJ because they have played a few of my tunes, although they could just know I'm here?

"So Camila, huh?" My thoughts are interrupted by a female voice right by my ear making me jump and snap my head in the direction of the voice,

I can't help but smirk in their direction before draining the bottom of my glass and signalling the bartender for another, "I could say the same thing to you, eh Lauren?" I say without turning to look at the emerald eyed girl, before she pushes my chest hard and gets in my face,

"What the fuck did you just say?" She growls in my face, she's so easy to get a reaction from, this could be fun, just to annoy the girl I smirk and run a hand down my face before pretending to shake it off,

"Jesus, say it don't spray it Lauren, where are your manners? No hello or anything?" I can't help but laugh as I watch her eyes flicker with clear rage and she pushes into me again harder this time,