faking it ; shawmila ✅

chapter 25

Camila's POV

{present day}

I woke up curled up in Shawn's arms and I was immediately reminded of last night.

We both know it wasn't a mistake. We both meant it.

I ran my fingers through his soft brown curls and placed my hand on his cheek, absorbing his beauty.

This feels so right. I don't regret it in the least.

He slowly opened his eyes and a soft smile spread across his face, causing me to smile back at him.

"Please don't call it a mistake this time." He teased me.

I place my lips on his, answering his question and causing him to smile from eye to eye. I climbed on top of him and straddled him.

"Already?" Shawn mocked me while rubbing his eyes. I pulled him off the bed and made him sit up. His hands grabbed my waist and he nuzzled his face in my chest.

I wrapped my hands tighter around his neck and we stayed like that for a while before Shawn looked up at me.

Those eyes. That look. Holy shit my boyfriend's hot.

His fingers traced down the hickeys on my neck and he smiled foolishly. "I did that."

I placed my lips on his and gave him a small peck, making him frown at the lack of passion in it.

"You call that a kiss?" He asked me, making me cock my head to one side.
"I guess I'll have to teach you." He said and reconnected our lips, kissing me hungrily and then slowly lying me down on the bed. The kiss lasted a while before Shawn pulled away for air.

"God you drive me fucking insane." Shawn admitted, making me blush slightly.

You have the same effect on me. You drive me wild.

"Don't you have places to be?" I asked him trying to deflect the topic. His eyes widened when he realised he did have places to be.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" He clambered off of me, and got off the bed. He quickly started dressing himself while I relaxed myself back on the bed and watched him glide across the room.

He's so God damn hot. He's just perfect. I already miss his skilful hands on my body.

"Stop staring baby or I might never leave." Shawn said without even looking at me.

I climbed off the bed, put my t-shirt on which originally belonged to Shawn, and wrapped my hands around his torso as he continued buttoning his pants.
"Maybe I dont want you to." I rested my head on his back.

"Trust me you don't want that, cause you might not be able to even walk tomorrow." He turned to face me and the slight stinging in between my thighs made he realise what he meant. My entire face heated up.

Maybe I dont want to walk. I just want you and only you.

Shawn leaned down and placed a kiss on my cheek before crouching down to collect his shirt from the floor. He slipped it on himself and then looked me up and down, making me bite my lip.

He's staring at me like that again.

"That's where my t-shirt went." He smirked. I looked down at my top and then back at the brunette standing in front of me.

"I think I have a right in stealing my boyfriend's clothes."

Being able to call him boyfriend makes me all giddy on the inside.