Camila/you Imagines

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Camila's POV

I'm pretty sure my girlfriend and I almost broke up last night. It's just, I'm super mad at her.

She thinks that it's okay to not tell her girlfriend that she's sick, I have to find out from her best friend Normani. That's why she's not contacting me all day because she's sick. I mean, I can take care of her if she just tell me.

When I dropped by in their house to confront her about it, she just said 'I don't want you being sick like me.' So I go home mad at her.

When I got home I cried. It's like being mad at her it feels like, I said we're over. I'm crying for at least a good ten minutes when there's a knock on my door. I hurriedly wiped down my face, in case it's Sofi.

My door opens revealing a red nose Y/N my girlfriend.

-flashback last night-

My girlfriend walk in my room, all red nose and red eyes from her sickness. 

"Baby, I'm sorry." She said after she closed the door. Her voice nasally.  I just glared at her, as much as I'm happy that she's here I'm still mad.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," she looked down. "That I didn't text you," she continued.

I huff, her head snapping up at the sound. I pick up my phone and wave it around. "If you just told me Y/N, that's why phones are invented, it's for communicating."

"I know, and I'm sorry. I told you, I don't want you catching colds from me," she said with pleading eyes.

I rolled my eyes at that. I looked down to my phone. "So not texting your girlfriend all day is okay?" I asked. She shook her head. I throw my phone at her.

My phone landing on her head then my carpet.

-end of flashback-

I was shock that I hit her, because my coordination is like a one year old baby trying to throw something. And I was expecting some dramatic turn away from her, telling that we're over but she stayed.

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This morning I texted her. I said we should talk about it, cause my mom said you should never leave a fight unresolved. And she's like the biggest supporter of my girlfriend. Y/N replied saying that she's coming over.

So that's why I'm here on my bed right now, waiting for my girlfriend. What should I say when she got here? Or what should I do? Should I kiss her like usual? Or no? A knock on my door brings me out of my thoughts.

The head of my girlfriend peek in, then her head disappeared. I raised my eyebrows at that. My door opens again, revealing my girlfriend wearing a football helmet.

"Why are you wearing that?" I asked trying not to smile.

"Uh it's for protection, you threw your phone at me last night and baby, it hurts," she said knocking the helmet. She sat down on the floor in front of me. "Okay let's talk." She said smiling at me.

I finally smile at her. She's a catch my dad is right. He said that she's the one, I can't even fight him at that.

I love her because she's doing that, sitting in front of me when she knows I'm still mad, she given me no choice but to stay.

All this time we're together she took her time to memorize me, my fears, my dreams even my favorite cartoons she memorize it all. All this time that she didn't leave.

I'd like to be with her for my whole life.

I've been loving her for quite some time now, I know she feels the same way. Because is she going to stay with me if she don't love me? Is she going to stay with my messy self? My always hungry self? My clumsy self? No one else is going to love me when I get mad.

"Babe," I started. She looks up from my carpet. "I think-" she cut me off by raising a hand.

"Oh shit, this is it right? I know I fucked up," she said looking down then sniffling.

I finally let my chuckle come out of my mouth. Then it became a laugh. "Wha-what? I'm not going to break up with you, if that's what you're thinking. I'm going to said earlier if you just didn't interrupted me rudely, is I think no it's not think, I can feel it. I love you." I said smiling at my girlfriend who's looking back at me with wide eyes, and her slowly blushing cheeks.

"Oh baby, I love you too." She said standing up then hugging me. I giggled when her head with that helmet bump with mine.

"I know I said I love you, but can you please removed that damn helmet, I wanna kiss you." I said tugging at her helmet.

"Sure thing ma'am," she replied winking at me.

After Y/N removed her helmet, I didn't give Y/N a chance to tell me she got colds, as I slide my fingers through her hair and I allowed our lips to dance together. I don't mind catching a cold if that means that I can kiss her like this. Our kiss are gentle, but heavy with emotions.  I drew away slowly from our lip lock panting slightly, I brushed my thumbs over Y/N's cheeks lovingly while looking at her eyes.

"I love you, Camila."

"I love you too, but I'm still mad at you," I said jokingly. Y/N laughing at me, then tackling me into a hug plopping us down on my bed. Kissing my head multiple times then whispering she misses me.

I sigh happily. And cuddle more into her. Not gonna lie I missed her too.

A/N: That's it! Short update chickens!

Sorry for not updating for a very long long ass time.

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- F