𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕒 | 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤

Outer Banks

A/n
I know this isn't EXACTLY like outer banks...but the whole idea is based off it. Enjoy:)

You're either a pogue or kook.

If you're a kook, you're at the top of the food chain. You have everything and more - you have people kissing at your feet. But when you're a pogue...that's a different story.

Life as a pogue isn't all that different for me besides the fact that I live on my own in a trailer that looks like no one has even made an attempt to at least rinse a dish.

Working on a kook's dock was not where I thought I'd see myself. I wouldn't even think I'm good enough to be noticed by a kook. We are supposed to be sworn enemies but I swear there is only one kook family that treat people equally - The Cabello's.

"You alright there, Shawny boy?" Alejandro - my boss, called out to me as I struggled to bring tanks down the dock. I looked at him and gave him a smile as indication that I was okay. It's hard to complete tasks for your job when an innocent, beautiful, curly haired girl is frolicking around near the water.

"Oi, Mijo, you'll never get anything done if you continue to stare," her mother laughed and patted my back as she could tell that I may or may not have liked the girl. My cheeks flushed red - in return of my embarrassment.

"Need help there?" I hit my head on the upper part of the boat as the voice scared me shitless. I could hear my breath hitch at the sight of the girl. She was wearing a yellow cropped shirt with jean shorts that was paired with white slip ons and a shark tooth necklace. I smiled like an idiot at the sound of her laughter, although I really should've been embarrassed that I just hit my head, stupidly on the boat.

"N-no...I'm okay, thank you though." She nodded at me. God, I wanted to smack myself for being so awkward. "Okay, just - just let me know. Just because I'm a 'kook' doesn't mean I'm a complete dickhead." She laughed in spite of herself, I had to laugh with her, "I know."
I couldn't lie, I was a little butt hurt that she didn't stay with me a little longer but I knew that she was probably with her boyfriend - Austin Mahone.

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"Thanks for your help today," Alejandro thanked me, handing me a bottled water before walking off the boat.

"That's so cool..." a presence came up beside me, "what's so cool, Camila?" I smirked. Not because she thought something that I did was cool, but at the fact that this was the second time she was talking to me. "I see you with your friends all the time and you guys just look so..."

"Poor?" I joked but she gave me a stern look, "no. You look...free." She smiled, contently. Who knew that people actually thought that someone like me looked free. You'd think that someone with all the money in the world, not living on the cut, would be free. "You should join us sometime," okay, I was feeling a little too confident, "I don't think your friends or your girlfriend will like that," Camila fiddled with her shining necklace. I couldn't help but laugh at her thinking I was interested in anyone but her.

"Girlfriend? Funny..." I weakly laughed, "Hailey?" Camila raised an eyebrow, "her and Justin are a thing," I reassured. She had to know I was completely single.

"How about a boat ride - just you and I...I know it's not a fancy boat but it'll be fun - I hope." I was truly getting my hopes up but by the looks of it, she was in a deep thought. Her glossy lips that I imagined were soft, was bitten and her eyes were darted towards the water, "sure, yeah - that seems like fun!" She smiled, I don't think she realized but she took her hand in mind and dragged me towards my own boat.

"I won't lie, Shawn...this is way more fun than any yacht I've been on..." I watched as Camila adjusted the top of her two piece bathing suit, I'm not a pervert, it was the neck area!

"So tell me, Mendes - why are you so nice to a kook when even I know you despise them?" I was a bit taken back by her question and I knew that she was referring to the incident where I had to fight her boyfriend. I hate being reminded by it but he was being an asshole to her.

"You're...different," I glanced at her and she was already looking at me, "and I'm sorry about your boyfriend but he was being a complete dick to you and I couldn't let that shit happen to you," I shook my head, trying to erase the memory of him touching her in her bikini as she begged for him to stop. "He's not my boyfriend anymore, I like someone better."

My heart dropped. It wasn't me. I knew it wasn't me and that's what hurt me the most. I must've choked on my own words, "o-oh? Who?" I'm lame for trying to hide the sadness in my voice, "he's tall, good looking - extremely...really curly hair, and he's the sweetest guy I know," she smirked, I didn't notice that her arms wrapped around my neck and mine gripped her waist.

My heart was beating way too fast but I liked it. I liked the feeling of her body pressed up against mine. I liked the feeling of her tracing my abs with her fingers, softly.

"There's this girl that I like..." she hummed for me to continue, our noses brushing against each other's and our foreheads leaning against each other, "she is way too good for me but I really like her, she's breathtakingly beautiful and definitely the purest girl I've met - ever. She's definitely my favourite kook." I found it crazy that I was this close to her and I really had the guts to say something like this.

She stared at me and I swear it was with as much love and admiration as I gave her. I couldn't wait another minute, I smashed our lips together and it felt like the whole world stopped and her lips were meant to be pressed against mine. It felt like forever but we finally pulled away. Breathless.

"Come on," Camila squealed, I watched as she stripped out of her short jean shorts, she was gorgeous. "Come wher-"

I didn't have time, she yanked me into the icy cold water but when we made it to the top it didn't feel cold, especially not with her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. It felt warm - safe.

This time it was her that pulled me in for another kiss and the second time was even better than the first.

"Is it even okay for a pogue like me to date a beautiful girl like you?" I whispered against her lips, my hands brushing up her waist.

"I'm the lucky one, Shawn Mendes." She clicked her tongue, dragging me into yet another intoxicating kiss.

A/n ( PLEASE READ LOLZ )

I love outer banks:)

I know it's crazy...BUT WHAT IF I MAKE A BOOK BASED ON OUTER BANKS (kind of ) USING CAMILA AND SHAWN???? is that a bad idea?

I know I have my other book but I have so many pre-made chapters already.