Please don't fall (Shawmila)

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Second part for today ☺️ I'm not feel too good today and just can't find motivation to write but I am trying!

Camila's POV

I opened my eyes, when I felt the sun shine directly into my eyes. The car was still moving but when I looked outside, it wasn't the. normal road. It was a road near some hills with tons of trees around. "We're almost there baby." Shawn said when he noticed my confused look. "How long are we already driving?" I asked, rubbing my eyes tiredly. "A little over an hour." he said, his eyes not leaving the road due to the thousands of curves on the road and uneven street. "Only maybe 10 more minutes, alright?" I nodded, leaning my head back onto the window of the car. "Do you want to grab something to eat before we go and relax a bit?" ... Food... I felt a bad habit coming back... and it was really, really bothering me. I knew I had one more appointment next week with Dr. Reece to check on my weight. I just need a little more and I'm going on tour anyways so... "Yeah..." I said, hesitating a bit. After a few minutes he pulled into another street and I saw a diner. He parked the car, walked around and opened my door, helping me out. "I really love you Mila, alright?" He said, leaning down and putting his hands on my hips. I closed my eyes, smiling a bit. When I pulled away I looked around, seeing that there were a few cars around. Hoping it were no fans, I took Shawns hand as he led me to the entrance.

In the diner were a few people and when we entered eyes immediately landed on us. I let go of Shawns hand and people started walking towards us with their phone in their hands. "Omg!" "Shawn Mendes!" "Can we take a picture?" "Ahh ! OMG" Everyone wanted a picture with Shawn. I stepped a bit to the side, noticing that literally no one really wanted a picture with me, apart from one girl. "Camila?... can we... can we take a... picture?" I looked at her. She was almost my height, had long light brown hair and a long-sleeved, striped shirt with some ripped hot pants. She was holding out her phone unsure which I gladly took. "Sure. Don't be scared." I said kindly, opening the camera app and stretching out my arm to take a picture with her and even a video for her younger sister. It lightened my mood a bit, knowing that there were still some people who I could make happy. People who didn't see the.... attention seeking, ugly, selfish Camila Cabello. I embraced her tightly , showing her my gratitude by holding onto her for a few seconds before pulling away again. She had a huge smile on her face and then walked back to where she was sitting. I, again stood at the side, watching people taking pictures with Shawn until another girl walked towards me. "Here, take a picture with me." She shoved her phone in my hand, having the camera already opened. I felt really uncomfortable but forced a smile on my face, taking a few pictures with her. She then took her phone out of my hand, leaning in to give me a quick embrace but not pulling away without whispering something into my ear. "You really are a little selfish, fat bitch... hanging around with Shawn instead of finishing the tour? Like... what?" she then pulled me forcefully away from her, putting a fake smile on her face and walking back. I was shocked... and sad to hear something like that.... It's like people don't think we have feelings....

"What do you want to eat, baby?" He asked, as I looked over the menu. I was still feeling... sad, uncomfortable and...nervous. My leg was shaking under the table but Shawn couldn't see, since he was sitting in front of me. I actually, after hearing the hatred words of the girl, wasn't hungry. Thoughts about my weight have been bothering me since this morning but now... it's come to a point where... where I wasn't really able to control it... I felt so, so nervous at the moment but just tried to hide it, which I knew would not succeed for long. As soon as Shawn looked up from his menu, he sensed that something was wrong. Mila? Talk to me, something is wrong... I can feel it.." he said, putting his menu down, reaching for my hand, which I pulled away a bit. "Don't do that... don't push me away because of what you're feeling... I told you you could talk to me about everything,..." he then said. "I know... it's just...." I shut my mouth again, not knowing what to say. "What?" he asked. I was looking at the table where the menu was laying. "Mila..." he said, with concern in his voice. I then felt him sit up and sit down next to me and putting an arm around me, pulling me close to him. "What is bothering you... ? I get really worried..." He admitted, pulling a curl out of my face and putting it behind my ear. "The appointment today..." I finally said quietly. "What exactly about it?" he questioned calmly. "The... my weight..." I admitted, looking out the window in shame. He put his hand gently on my chin, pulling my face towards his. "Baby.... nothing is wrong with your weight..." He gave me a short kiss. "You are perfect." He said, giving me another, longer kiss. "You are literal perfection, Mila." He kissed me once more. One hand was around my shoulder and his other hand was firmly holding mine. I nodded weakly, closing my eyes and letting out a sight. "Come..." he said again, pulling the menu towards us, opening it so I could look into it with him. "How about we just share something?" he suggested. "Yeah..." I said, my voice breaking. He gently stroke my arms, scanning the menu once again. "Hmm... how about.... we could share this one." he then said, pointing his finger to the menu. 'Light burger with a portion of curly fries' Burger, so many calories.... but if Shawn wants that, I'm not going to say no. "Yeah, sounds... good." "Mila... I am not going to force you to eat as much as me, but I want you to at least eat as much as you can." He reassured me once again. I nodded and he stood up, giving up our order. He quickly came back and sat down next to me again instead of in front of me, where he was before.

The food came 15 minutes later and I at first only stared at the plate, until Shawn picked up a free and moved it to my mouth. I opened my mouth and took them. he did the same. Then he cut off a few pieces of the burger, put it on the fork and lead it to my mouth. I ate it and he was happy seeing me eat it. "I love you Mila.... you are doing great. I then ate almost half of the burger by myself and a few fries. It did taste pretty good but... I just couldn't push the thought out of my mind.... I am a fat bitch. But its ok, I already know.

When we finished eating, we walked back to the car, putting on some music, as Shawn continued driving me to the spot where he wanted to take me to. I couldn't wait to finally feel some... relief.

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Baby Mila is perfect....