Worth It (Camila/You)

6

Your POV

"These are cute," Camila said as she held up a pair of ripped jeans. "Do you like them?"

I did like them. I just didn't want Camila buying all of these clothes for me.

"You like them. I can tell. What size are you again?" She asked as she held up two pairs.

"Camila, I think this is enough," I said, motioning to the basket where she had already picked out a ton of clothes for me.

"One more won't hurt. What size are you?" She asked once more.

"Size six, but that's the last pair!" I told her as she threw them in the basket.

"Fine. Geez." She giggled as she went up to the register and the lady started to ring us up.

I groaned as I watched the amount go up. I hated when people spent money on me.

I waited until Camila was distracted with paying before I pulled two twenties out of my pocket and slipped them into her purse.

"What are you doing?" She asked, making me jump.

"Nothing," I said as I grabbed all of the bags and started walking away.

"Did you put this in here? I know I didn't have a cash," she spoke as she walked behind me.

"I found them on the ground," I lied.

"Yea? Tell me that to my face," she said as she stepped in front of me.

I looked into her eyes and opened my mouth before closing it again. I couldn't lie to her.

"Fine. I put them in there, and I don't want them back," I told her when she went to give it back.

"Use it for lunch," I said.

"Fine. You like pizza?" She asked, walking out of the store and leading me to her car.

"Yea," I answered as we hopped in.

"Good," she smiled as she started driving.

~

"Favorite color?"

"Red," I answered as I took another bite of my pizza.

We were currently in Camila's living room eating pizza. We were playing some kind of question game. She said if we were going to be friends then we needed to get to know each other better.

I usually wouldn't participate in these kinds of games, but Camila had some kind of weird way of making me do things I normally wouldn't.

"You?" I asked.

"Baby blue," she answered, making me laugh slightly.

"Not surprised," I smiled.

"Whatever. Your turn," she said.

I thought for a moment before having an idea.

"One thing you find attractive in a person?" I asked.

"Eyes," she answered after a moment, and the way she was staring into mine was starting to make me feel some type of way.

Actually, Camila had been doing little things all day that were starting to make it seem like she was interested in me.

"You?" She asked, snapping me back to reality.

"Lips," I answered without a second thought, my eyes flickering down to hers for a second.

She had a pair of lips that I'd like to kiss. I saw a little blush rise to her cheeks before she cleared her throat.

"Um... what was your longest relationship?" She asked after a moment.