Bad Reputation (Camila/You)

Chapter 8

Small recap: so basically, you started hanging out with your best friend's other best friend, Camila. Or well, the only time you guys are hanging out is when you have Judo practice together after school. And yeah, you're growing a crush on her despite that you know nothing about her other than some rumors you've heard throughout the years. And then last chapter, she fucked up her ankle during practice, so you brought her home and then she kissed you on the cheek. 

Your POV

So just like that, I'd walk Camila home every time after practice, or sometimes when I still happen to see her lingering around school after I'm done with my classes.  

Something about this girl was just so intriguing to me. The way she talked about the things she loves, the way her eyes sparkle at the small things, the way this smile forms on her lips from hearing something dumb either one of us has said, and just this aura around her... everything about her screams pureness. 

But then again, there is also something else in her smile. Sometimes I have this feeling that she suppressing herself and what she's saying, as if she's afraid to scare me away. She seems like such a simple girl, but there's just this cloud of mystery swirling around her. 

Either way, I liked being around her a lot. Maybe it's got something to do with my undeniable crush on her, but yeah. And I just love hearing her talk about the most random stuff when we're walking home together, it crazy how similar yet different we are from each other. 

And at the end of the walk, she'd always kiss my cheek. 

And it seemed like she lingered a fraction longer each time until her kisses lasted long enough for me to catch a trace of her scent and feel the softness of lips against my cheek. 

"Thanks for bringing me home," Camila said as she stood in front of her front door. 

I smiled bashfully at her and just gave her a small shrug. I don't know why but I still get awkward at this moment every time. We'd always walk together for an hour or something and we've been doing this for like a week or three now, but I just still can't say goodbye to her properly. 

As per usual, she leaned forward and pressed the softest kiss on my cheek. 

Though what was different this time, is that she planted it right on the corner of my mouth. It was close enough to feel the outline of her lips on my own.

Slowly, she pulled away again but still remained very close with her face. This glint in her eyes showed that she was scared she's accidentally crossed a line and that now she's just studying me closely to see if that's the case.

And if I were anybody else, I would've cupped her face and actually, for real, kiss her. Just to show her that I want this too and that she shouldn't worry about having done the wrong thing. But... I'm me, and I just don't have the balls to do that. So instead, we just stayed in that position way longer than necessary before she carefully went to stand up straight again.

She ran a nervous hand through her hair. "I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I just--"

"No, don't apologize. I should be the one apologizing. Sometimes when I'm feeling nervous, I'd just freeze up and my mind would just go all psycho and I wouldn't know how to act normal anymore," I rambled out quickly, cutting her off. My heart was just racing too fast for me to even know what I'm saying. 

She let out a chuckle and had this adorable smile on her face again. "So I make you nervous?" 

I opened my mouth to try and deny it, but no words seemed to come out. Great, so I've exposed myself. Soon enough, I felt my cheeks starting to heat up too under her gaze.