faking it ; shawmila ✅

chapter 27

Camila's POV

{present day}

I returned home after a tiring day at the studio. Since I was away for a few days, I was feeling kind of rusty, maybe which is why it was more draining than usual.

I was surprised to find the door to my house unlocked.

What does Shawn want this time?

I swung the door open and found the room beautifully lit with candles. The candles were the only things lighting up the whole room and there stood Shawn, his hands in his pockets and a nervous look on his face.

"I thought I'll take you on a date. Since we never dated for real." He spoke.

I love him so much.

The tears brimmed up to my eyes. I dropped my bag and leaped on him, making him pick me up. He stumbled back slightly but quickly balanced himself and started laughing.

"Shawn Peter Raul Mendes, I love you." I said while nuzzling my head in his shoulders.
"I love you too Karla Camila Cabello Estrabao." He said.

"That's not how you pronounce Estrabao." I chuckled with the tears still slithering down my cheeks. I pulled away to look him in the eyes and he said "I still have my entire life to learn that."

Did he just say he has his "entire life" to learn it?

"Are you really that confident that we'll be together forever?" I asked.
"Yup. Without a shadow of a doubt, I know who I'm spending the rest of my life with." He said making me pull him in for a kiss.

You're the cutest Shawn. I promise you, this is forever, us is forever. I won't let you go I promise.

"Okay now before I get too carried away with..well you..I want to sing you something." He said, setting me down on my feet.
"That's a bit corny don't you think?"

"Well since you never really understood who my album is about, I thought I'll just point it out myself." He shook his head and leaned over to grab his guitar.

I know all of it. I had tried to tell myself that the songs weren't about me, but that just wasn't the truth. He wrote them for me.

"Shawn I know who your album was about." I said softly.
"Oh. Thank fuck you aren't as dumb as I thought."
"Hey!" I protested, slightly offended.

"Aww I forgot how cute you get when you're offended." Shawn pinched my cheeks, making me pout at him which only made Shawn peck my lips.

"Which song was your favourite?" He asked biting on his lip, as the nervousness oozed from his voice.
" 'Perfectly Wrong', but now that's something you're perfectly wrong about. We're perfectly right Mendes." I said and draped my arms around his neck, making him smile.

"Am I still the one you're after all these years?" Shawn's eyebrows danced as he asked me about my own lyrics.

He knew?

"Maybe." I said biting my lip.

"Okay now get off me and let me take you on this date."
"What a way to ask someone out on a date Shawn. True gentleman."
"You know it." He said, making me chuckle. "Okay come on." He grabbed my hand and walked me towards the direction of the kitchen. The kitchen island was one big mess and my eyes widened in shock of the sight.

"Have you been cooking?" I asked.
"Yes. Dont worry I'll clean it up later." He said and pulled out a chair for me.

The dining table was decorated with a few more candles and some flowers. The napkins and the cutlery were laid down in the most symmetric manner.