Worth It (Camila/You)

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Your POV

1 Month Later

"I think it sounds pretty good," I told the girl sitting next to me.

Camila was so skeptical about her work, so I had learned to make sure I reassured her.

"It does?" She asked as she scanned her eyes over the page one more time.

"Yes," I smiled, leaning down to kiss her lips. "It sounds amazing."

She smiled and kissed my cheek, closing her notebook and snuggling into my side.

"Are you hungry?" I asked the girl.

I knew she had to be. We had been in the studio all day, and we skipped lunch. I was starving.

"Yea," she nodded.

"You want me to go pick some food up real quick?"

"That'd be great," she smiled, making me laugh.

"Want anything in particular?"

Camila's face scrunched up in thought and I laughed.

"A burger," she spoke after thinking for a minute.

"Got it," I nodded, kissing her forehead. "I won't be long."

"Stay safe, bebé," she told me, pulling me back down to peck my lips before letting me go.

I walked out of the studio, not being able to wipe the goofy smile off my face. Camila made me so happy, and this is how we had been for the past month.

I had moved back in and continued helping with her music. The only difference now was we had gone from casually flirting to acting like a couple.

I wasn't complaining at all, I just wish we would put a label on it. I had actually been thinking about that for a while now. I was never one to rush into a relationship, but she made the big decisions so easy.

I continued walking down the street until I could see the little diner. When Camila said she wanted a burger this was the first place I thought of.

I placed my order to go, sitting down on a stool at the bar to wait for my food. I jumped slightly when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Hi?" I greeted in a confused tone when I turned and saw a teenage girl.

"Hi," she smiled. "I'm sorry if this is weird, but aren't you friends with Camila? Y/n, right?"

I was confused at first, but she must have seen pictures of Camila and I together. I knew Camila had posted me a few times, so she must have known me from online.

"Um... yea," I giggled. "Yea, what's up?"

"I'm a really big fan and I was wondering if you could tell her I said hi," she spoke.

I smiled at the girl. Her hands were shaking and she was obviously a huge fan.

"I can do that," I nodded. "What's your name, sweetheart?"

"Ashley," she said. "Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me."

"It's no problem. Do you have a twitter or something? I can get her to tweet you."

The girls eyes lit up as she quickly nodded and dug through her purse. She found a pen and paper, writing down her handle and handing it to me.

"That's my twitter. You're amazing. Thank you so much, Y/n," she said as I grabbed the paper.

I opened my mouth to talk, being cut off when I heard my order was ready.

"No problem. I have to go, but it was nice meeting you," I told her as I grabbed the bag of food.