You and Me, Forever

His Only Angel

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

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Camila closes her eyes, relishing the feel of the powdered brush gliding across her skin. She cannot help but bob to the music playing from her phone. Quite obviously, it's her boyfriend's music playing. Camila finds that listening to his voice helps calm her down before a show. But like he says, nerves mean you care, right?

Although she has her music, she has been blessed with his presence itself. It's more than for her: he's performing at the Victoria's Secret show tonight and she is beyond excited to have him on stage with her.

"Hey, sweets," she hears and instantly she opens her eyes up. Her boyfriend is giving her a cheeky smile, resting on the vanity, legs crossed and hands clasped. He leans forward, eyes shimmering at the sight of her.

"Hey, hun," Camila grins, leaning forward, kissing him on the mouth. When she falls back, Shawn reaches for her hand, and takes it in his.

"You look mind-blowingly gorgeous," Shawn whispers, squeezing her hand.

Camila notices the squeeze and sees right through it. "You're going to be amazing, you know? Stunning as usual."

Shawn nods, sighing. "I just. . never done this before, y'know? What if I fuck up really bad? Like no one likes it!"

"Shawn, lets go!" Andrew yells from the other end. "You and Sara are going to shoot a video!"

Camila and Shawn look at each other. "Wanna come?" Shawn nervously asks, not wanting to disappoint Sara or fuck up around her.

Camila tilts her head, kissing his knuckles, saying, "Go be the charm that you are, I love you."

"I love you too," Shawn breathes out, getting off and leaning down to press a kiss to her hair. "I'll see you out there."

Camila grins, as he walks away. They're finally merging their worlds and to hear him say that has made her happy in a way she cannot explain. Her stomach flips, mood brightening more than it was before. She cannot wait to be out there with him and just be together and show each other off.

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Camila is backstage and some of the cameras are on her and she grins, her wings on her back and music groovy. She dances on her spot, enjoying the sound of her boyfriend singing his latest single. The camera comes closer and Camila beams at it, mouthing the words, "That's my boy!" pointing towards the runway.

She's also jittery, veins pumping with adrenaline and stars exploding in her stomach. She's been waiting for a gig like this and she is grateful that she gets to this. She watches as Winnie begins to reach the end, and that's when she hears, "Camila, showtime!"

Camila, in less than second, tells herself to focus on the sound of Shawn's voice. Immediately, it brings her closer to home. Home is out there, being the rockstar that he is and she cannot wait to join him.

Her body begins to move, heels pressing away against the floor.

When she makes it out on stage, cheers are here and she immediately lifts her hand. But quickly, she gestures towards her boyfriend, who's back she can only see, down the middle of the runway. He looks beautiful, and she can only see his back, with the blue suit fitting his frame perfectly.

He seemingly hears the increase in cheers, and he turns, heart fluttering and hoping it is who he thinks it is.

And it is. He watches his girlfriend near him, her grin for him but eyes on the crowd because work is still work. The pink lace lingerie lifts her breasts in the most perfect way, and the thong's strings rest gently on her hips and he cannot help but stay still and check her out for a second. The angel wings illuminate her and she looks like a Goddess.