It Started With A Rose

15- A visit from the past

She kept on looking around until her eyes landed on the elevator that opened the minute her bright brown eyes looked at her, like magic.

A young man stepped out of the elevator, his right foot with designers' shoes was the first thing that touched the emergency floor. She scanned him from head to toe.

He was wearing a black suit, a working back in one of his hands and a watch across the other.

Camila was never that nervous before.

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"Hello." The young man's voice was sound. He was now face to face with Camila, only a few meters away.

"Hello." She answered with a shaky breath.

She took the time to look at him. Really look at him.

He looked around Camila's age, -maybe a bit older. She scanned his face. That's definitely Abby's older brother. He had short black hair, like Abby, only her hair was a bit more bright and brown, and his was a bit darker. He had her nose, as well as the small amount of freckles. His ears were a bit bigger than Abby's, but his lips were the same -except Abby's were a bit more plump. He had hazel eyes just like Abby, only Abby had a bit more green to them and her brown looked like honey while he's looked like chocolate honey. One thing was definitely the same. Their smile. Charming and big, just beautiful. Only Abby's smile made Camila feel like home, it made waves of joy wash over her body and make every worry disappear in no time. His affected her in a totally different way. She wonders who they got it from, their mother or father?

"You're her brother." She stated.

He threw his hand towards her in an offer.

"I am. nice to meet you." The young man said.

Should she take his hand?

Pfft, of course she should, it's just a handshake!

"I'm Camila and this is Lauren." She says, pointing towards the beautiful women that stands beside her, before placing her soft little hand in his big raspy one. Guitar. He plays guitar, it's the only solution on why his fingers were rough and raspy.

Her answer drew a laugh from the young man as he shakes her hand.

"I know who you are. I was a terrible brother, but I still lived with Abby for at least eight years, I would be blind and death if I didn't know who you are, miss Cabello." He laughs and winks at her playfully.

Okay, that's good, he's being friendly, that's a good start. But wait, is it a trap? Cause the way Abby told her about him, he sounded a lot different. More inconsiderate and definitely less friendly.

His wink though, totally irritated Lauren. Camila is hers. She's the only one allowed to wink flirty at Camila. So she threw her hands around Camila's waste protectively, glaring at the young man. Hers. Mine. He didn't notice her glare though and continued;

"Abby adored you since she was five years old, do you know how many of your songs I needed to hear when my mom gave her a bath? Her singing was all over the house." He laughed some more. Camila smiled widely. She knew Abby was a fan of her, but hearing how much she loved her spread warmth all over her body. When the young man relaxed from his laughter, he took the time to look at Camila, really look at her. She had a red nose, and puffy pair of eyes. She's tired, he can tell. Well, it was pretty late already, so he can understand. Lauren though, she took his scanning the wrong way, which only got her to glare harder at him. When he finally got the message he quickly shot his hands up in defense, not too high above his chest but not too low. In the perfect place so Lauren can understand his surrender.