You and Me, Forever

You Deserve Better Than Me

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This is a converted imagine off of Tumblr. All credit goes to owner/ writer.

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Camila's POV

Sydney was a confusing place. Luckily, all I had to do was climb out of a taxi and I was where I needed to be. If I had to drive myself to the arena I surely would have gotten lost.

I climb the stairs, flashing my pass that Geoff had mailed me, to the security guards and walk inside. It's warm in the foyer area and I unzip my jacket.

"Camila!" I turn around and see Geoff walking over to me.

"Hey," I smile, giving him a hug.

"How was the flight?"

"Was pretty good actually. I fell asleep halfway over and didn't wake up until we were landing." I shift my bag onto my other shoulder.

"I can't believe you agreed to this. Shawn is going to flip." Geoff chuckles, leading me around the corner and towards backstage.

"I can't believe I'm here either. I'm so excited," Geoff holds the door open for me and I walk past.

"So I haven't told him you're here, it's a complete surprise." Geoff smirks and points to a door at the end of the hallway. "Just through there."

"Thank you so much for this." I smile at him and Geoff nods before leaving me alone in the hallway. The door shuts and I take a slow breath, hoping to calm myself but instead my nerves just pick up.

I approach the door nervously, my hand about to reach for the handle when a faint voice stops me.

"So are you still dating that girl, what's her name...?" A man's voice trails off and I stay frozen.

"Camila?" I hear Shawn respond and my heart flutters.

"Yeah her, are you still with her?" The guy asks and I await Shawn's response.

"I am,"

"Really?" He responds right away, a note of almost distaste in his tone.

"What?" Shawn asks, I drop my hand away from the door handle.

"It's just, you know.." He chuckles. Shawn doesn't.

"No. What is it?"

"She's just so, how can I put this nicely... uh, curvy." I frown, my gaze falling onto my stomach. I wasn't that curvy. I mean sure, I wasn't a stick but I also wasn't severely overweight.

"What's wrong with her being curvy?" I hear Shawn defend me and a smile breaks out on my face.

"Oh come on Shawn. You're Shawn Mendes, a sex icon for girls, you can have anyone you wanted yet you choose her." The guy laughs and I glare at the door, wishing instead that he was my target instead of the wood. Another laugh joins in.

"I don't want-" Shawn's cut off by the guy.

"Mate, when you go to take photos together, she's so large that you can't even fit in the photo with her." They all laugh except Shawn. I'd recognize his laugh anywhere. I bite my lip to distract myself from the sting of their words.

"Shawn, we're going out tonight after your show, you should come with. I know this really pretty girl I can hook you up with." The guy was getting on my nerves. First he says harsh words about my figure and now he wants to get Shawn with another girl. Did he not hear Shawn just say he was in a relationship?

"I'm with Camila." Shawn dismisses the subject and I feel the smile form back on my face. As long as I had Shawn, everything was okay.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her." The two Australian's- judging by their accents- laugh. There's silence.

"Well, I guess," Shawn finally says and I feel my stomach drop. I step back away from the door until I hit the wall. I couldn't comprehend what I just heard. I felt dizzy. I could hear my heart thumping. The door opens, distracting me from my thoughts.

I look up and I meet brown eyes full of surprise. I can't seem to get any words out.

"Camila?" His voice sounds shaky. I don't look at him, I can't. All I can hear is 'what she doesn't know won't hurt her' on loop inside my head.

"Why aren't you moving- No way is this the chick? Dude this is Shawn's girl." I look behind Shawn to see a dark haired man looking over his shoulder where a second later, another man appears. "She looks better in person as well, not as much-" He gestures to his sides. I had to leave.

Without meeting Shawn's gaze, I hastily pull the door open and slam it shut behind me. I don't stick around to see if Shawn's following. Why would he when he can meet up with the other girl tonight?

I race back past the security guards and practically fly down the stairs. I stop at the base, unsure of which way to go. I'd never been to Sydney before.

"Camila!" I turn around. Shawn's taking the stairs two by a time. Making a quick decision I walk quickly towards the park that's surrounding the left side of the arena. "Camila wait, turn around."

I ignore him, pretending not to see the wondering eyes from strangers as we were starting to cause a scene.

"Please, let me explain." I hear him call, his voice desperate and vulnerable and it stops me.

I turn on my heels, facing Shawn. "Explain what? That I basically heard you agree to meet up with other girls as long as I didn't know." I glare at him. "And thanks for sticking up for me when those guys basically called me fat. Oh wait-" I pause, my searing gaze never wavering. "As long as I didn't know about it, it won't hurt me."

"Baby, Camila, please," Shawn pleads, taking a small step forward but I take one back. "I was just agreeing with those guys to shut them up. I have to deal with them- they help out with sound."

"You're Shawn Mendes. You can do whatever you want, fire whoever you want." I nearly shout, my anger growing.

"Camila, I haven't seen you in nearly 2 months. I don't want to spend our time fighting over something stupid." Shawn runs a hand through his hair, making the strands fall across his forehead.

"Something stupid?" I ask, my eyes widening.

"Wrong way to put it." Shawn rushes to say but I'm not listening.

"Calling me fat is stupid now is it?" I sass, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Camila.." Shawn stresses. "Please can we not do this right now, I missed you and I want to spend the small time we have together happy,"

"Shawn you don't understand!" I cry, tears welling in my eyes. "What they said hurt! Telling you that I was overweight and you could get someone better, that hurt."

He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his chest as their words finally sink in.

"You deserve better than me," I sob, gripping his shirt.

"Camila, no don't do this to yourself." He rubs my back gently, trying to soothe me with words. "You're beautiful and amazing and I'm so lucky to have you." he tilts my chin up to meet his eyes, wiping my tears away with his thumb.

"I swear I only said that to shut them up, I'd never want anyone else but you. Ever. Not when I have you waiting at home for me." He smiles, trying to cheer me up. "Please come back with me, I've been writing a song and I want to play it for you, see if you like it."

He gives me a hopeful expression.

"Are you still going out tonight?" I ask in a small voice, peering up at him.

He laughs, stopping when he sees my mortified expression. "Are you kidding me? Why would I go with them when I have you here." He brings me into a tight hug, squeezing me against his chest until I wheeze.

"Shawn," I groan, and his arms fall.

He grins sheepishly. "Sorry, I just love you a lot,"

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