A/N: Sorry if this ending sucks but thanks to those who read and comment!!!
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After Alejandro fixed up some pipes we walked back inside where Camila sat drinking her coffee. "Babe can I talk to you?" She nodded and we both walked to our room. She had brought the cup of coffee with her. I sat on the bed and she leaned back against the wall sipping her coffee.
"Camila, do you want to get re married?" I asked getting to the ponit. She stopped her actions an furrowed her brows.
"Lauren don't you think it's too soon? We just got back together." She asked as if it were obvious taking a sip from her coffee.
"I know but your dad told me you and your sister were talking about marriage..." I drifted of not sure of how to explain myself.
"Oh yeah" She said lifting up her brows remembering somthing. " my mom was saying that Sierra should marry her boyfriend. You know how mom is." She waved with her free hand shrugging it off.
"Oh" I looked down finding our floorboards more interesting.
"Wait. Do you want to get re-married?" Camila asked carefully. She leaned forward a bit waiting for my response.
"Well...yeah, but I like how things are right now. And.." I stopped not having the courage to say what's really on my mind. We tell each other everything but this was different.
"And what?"
"I'm just scared that once we're married you might-" I did get to finish my explanation before she cut me off.
"Lauren I wont do it again. Last time I was only thinking of how famous I was going to be. I was selfish and stupid and I regret so so much to this day.-"
"But you're still famous now. What if you have to go on tour and leave us for months and months. You'll be too tired to call us, you'll get annoyed every time we try to contact you because you'd be busy." I stared to get teary eyed imaging all the worst.
"Lauren.. I doubt any of that will happen." She looked down at her mug and sat on the bed next to me. "I got a call this morning saying I've been having low album sales. No one cares about me anymore. So I highly doubt there's going to be a tour." Camila put on a sad smile. I wrapped an arm around her should and held her free hand with the other and scooted closer to her.
"Babe, I'm sorry. I know you were really excited about this." I said whispering. Camila shook her head and turned to face me.
"Well yeah. But I've already lived through the fame. Now I just want to be with my family." She said in the same tone. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah. If it means having you then I'm ten thousand and one percent sure" She grinned and giggled. And after so many years that giggle still made my stomach do flips. I smiled and kissed her temple. "So you don't want to re-marry?"
Camila scrunched up her face and shook her head. "Mmm maybe later" She chuckled and I tightened my grip on her hand. I rested her head on my shoulder and I rested mines against hers.
"I love you" She said softly.
"I love you too, I always have and I always will"
