You and Me, Forever

I Don't Want To Be Away From You

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Camila's POV

"Why are you lying to me?' I screamed, chucking my bag on the floor.

"When did I lie to you Camila? Tell me. When?" Shawn yells back, slamming the front door shut behind him.

"You told me that tour was only going for a month. Why did Andrew just say it was 3 months?" My head was pounding and all I wanted to do was lay down.

"I..." he stammers, not having an excuse.

"Do you even care about him? Oh right, its just 3 moths right, she won't even notice his father is gone, that's even if she remembers who you are," I spit, anger coursing through my veins.

"I was going to space the shows out more so I can come home and see you guys," Shawn confesses, walking into the kitchen and filling a glass with water.

"That's if you're even here for the birth," I mutter under my breath and Shawn's head whips towards me.

"Care to say that again?" he asks lowly, stalking towards me.

"I said that's if you're even here for the birth," silence fills the room.

"Would you stop talking like I'm going to miss out on the kid's whole life?" Shawn says desperately, hand flinging down to chuck his glass in the sink, smashing it into tiny pieces, causing me to flinch.

"Whats wrong with you?" I ask, voice high pitched.

"I can't help it that my career takes me away from my family. Do you think I want to be away from you? To miss seeing my child grow up?" His voice is shaky, his eyes filling with tears.

"Shawn," I murmur, my anger disappearing.

"The thought of my child not recognizing me freaks me the hell out Camila. I don't want that," the first tear slips and I immediately pull him into my arms.

"Shh, I'm sorry I pushed you," I whisper, feeling his arms link behind my back, holding me as close as the baby bump would let him. His whole body slumps against mine, leaning on me fully for support that I gladly give.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about tour, I didn't know how to say I was going to miss out on seeing the first couple months of its life," he sniffs, nestling his head in the crook of my neck.

"Shawn we'll work something out okay? You're not going to miss out on anything." I comfort him, stroking the side of his face gently.

"Alright," He whispers, kissing my forehead.

"We're a team now," I tell him, grinning in an attempt to lighten the mood. "You, me and baby,"

"Our family," This makes him smile, his eyes shinning at the thought.

"Also just letting you know," I pause, kissing his nose gently. "You can stop calling our baby an it, we found out it was a girl like 3 weeks ago."