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Their relationship. It was something so sacred to her - and to him. She never wanted people to criticize the way she loved him or the way she was with him. He was an open person and she couldn't tell if it hurt him that she didn't want their relationship in the public eye. But the thought was dropped when their first conversation about it came to surface.
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"I want everyone to know that I'm taken and that no one can take you from me!" Shawn was basically bouncing off the walls. As for Camila, she stood still - frozen. She was contemplating how to tell him that she didn't want to share their relationship with their fans and the rest of the world just yet. "Shawn..." her voice was small and her face crinkled in concentration of what to say. His body shifted to look at her, his face full of concern but just a second ago, it was full of happiness and content. "I-I..." she couldn't manage to get anything out but Shawn was there to console her and she felt awful.
"Hey, hey, it's okay. You can tell me anything, you know that, don't you?" His fingers trailed on her lower back, bringing her close to his chest. "I know. I just - I really need to talk to you about something," she squirmed away from Shawn and took a seat on the couch in his Toronto condo. He followed her, carefully taking a seat and gripping her hands with his, giving it a little squeeze. "Take your time," he whispered, squeezing her hands twice as confirmation that he loved her.
It was silent for a few minutes and she could hear the stress in Shawn's breathing - it was heavy and shallow. "I don't want anyone knowing about our relationship just yet. It's everything to me - you're everything to me. I just don't want people knowing because of the criticism and it's not their business anyways," she cried, resting her head onto his chest, worried about what he'd say next or how he'd react. She pulled away from him and studied his face. His mouth was in a line and his eyes didn't leave hers, a curl fell across his forehead. He sighed before saying, "I love you and I understand. You're my everything and whatever you want, is okay with me." He smiledweakly at her. She knew that he wasn't fully content with what she had to say but she felt better that he still loved her and understood. "I love you too." She whispered, kissing his lips softly, but that soon became something more.
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"There's a really nice cafe that we can go to, it's down the street." Camila suggested, sitting on his lap as they looked at placed to get coffee on his phone. He kissed her cheek before agreeing. When they were out in public, they couldn't hold hands or kiss. The paparazzi would see that and Camila couldn't afford to have that happen. He tried to grip her hand as they walked, forgetting about what they had agreed on two months ago. He was taken aback for a second but then he wasn't surprised at her sudden action of her jerking her hand away from his, looking straight at the paparazzi. He sighed as they kept walking to the cafe, neither of them saying a word.
