Please don't fall (Shawmila)

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Camila's POV

I entered the empty room with her and she shut the door forcefully. "What the fuck were you thinking Camila?" I just looked down ashamed, backing away from her. But she grabbed my wrist forcefully, pulling me closer to her. "You are completely destroying the reputation of the group Camila! You can't do that! This is your job!" she screamed at me. I had tears welling up in my eyes. "Don't you dare crying now Camila! You know you did something wrong!" she continued screaming. "I-I'm sorry..." I whispered. "This is not okay! You know how it's gonna look? Like you don't want to be part of the group anymore! This interview is the first to promote the album and you messed it up completely!" I started sobbing and pulled my arm out of her tight grasp. "Go home Camila. Calm down, get your act together and come to the radio interview tomorrow... and actually talk, without ruining everything." she said, still mad, I looked down, nodding and waiting for her to leave. "I called an uber for you, it will take you home." She said, looking up from her phone and leaving the room. I stood there, alone, waiting for her to completely leave. When she left, I walked back into the room, where the girls were sitting and talking, grabbed my things and walked outside to the door. Shawn. I want to talk to him. I pulled out my phone from my purse but lighting up a cigarette before calling him. I sucked in the some and puffed it out before dialing his number.

S: Baby?

C: Hey Shawn.

I said into the phone, trying to hide my shaky voice and taking another breath from the cigarette while waiting for his answer.

S: Is everything alright? When is your next interview?

C: I'm actually coming home in a few minutes...

I said quietly. He knew I originally had 3 interviews today... but since I was sent home, it ended after only one.

S: Oh, alright... why? I thought you had three interviews today?

C: Yeah... em... we'll talk at home, alright?

I took another breath from the cigarette, letting the smoke enter my lungs once again.

S: okay, baby. I'll prepare something for us both to relax then, okay?

I quickly puffed out the smoke before giving an answer.

C: Yeah, thank you...

S: I love you Mila.

C: I love you too.

S: See you soon, baby.

C: bye...

I said quietly, before writing for him to hang up. When he did, I continued smoking my cigarette and throwing it on the floor to stop it from burning and quickly spraying a ton of body spray on myself. I also popped a bubble gum into my mouth. A few seconds later, the uber pulled up. I entered and he took me right home. The uber had already been payed for so I got out and entered our apartment complex. I walked over to the elevator and tapped on the button with the number 5 and got out when I arrived. I had wiped my cheeks which were tear stained so Shawn wouldn't notice anything.I was a bit nervous. I opened the door with my key and entered the almost quiet apartment. "Shawn?" I asked. "Baby!" he shouted, walking towards me from the kitchen. I placed his hands on my waist, kissing me softly. "Hey... what's wrong?" he asked when he pulled away and looked at me, still holding me by my waits. "Nothing... why?" I tried to lie, but I knew he could read me like an open book. "Come baby, let's change your clothes and then we can talk, I made food." he said, intertwining our fingers and leading me over to my room. I placed my bag on the table and he took off my jacket. "Wow.... was this your outfit the whole day?" he asked when the long coat revealed my bare legs. "Yeah..." I nodded, walking over to my closet to pull out some comfortable clothes. "wait... come here..." he asked, causing me to turn around again. He looked me up and down, making me feel insecure. "What?" I then asked. "Mila... your legs..." he said, walking closer and running his fingers softly over my thighs. I looked down, seeing my thighs.... and all my cuts exposed on the spot where I had been rubbing my legs out of anxiety. "Shit!" I cursed, realizing it would probably be shown on the interview.... everyone would know... When realization hit me, I started crying, putting my hands on my face. "Mila.. hey..." Shawn tried pulling my hands away from my face. "S-Shawn.... this will... everyone will know...." "Mila... no...I'm sure they will edit it... they wouldn't do anything like that...." he tried again. I just shook my head, tears still streaming down my face as I sobbed into my hands. And finally, the anxiety I had been holding in the whole time kicked in. My body shook, sweat forming on my forehead and my breathing became short. "Mila, come, sit down..." he lead me to my bed and sat me down carefully in the middle of the bed so I wouldn't get hurt. He sat down next to me, trying to calm me down by making me copy his breathing pattern. It took almost 15minutes... my chest hurting, my body shaking but I finally got back to normal. He then pulled me into his arms holding me close while I just laid exhausted in his arms, tears still rolling down my cheeks. "IT's okay..." he whispered soothingly into my ear while stroking my arm. I just let out another sob, closing my eyes, my body in complete pain. "I'm sorry..." I whispered. "Sorry for what?" he asked confused. "For... for always r- ruining your days like this..." I felt guilty. "Baby. I love being there for you, that's what I came here for. It's my favorite thing holding you, kissing you and just spending time with you No matter if it's because you're upset, angry, sad, tired, stressed or happy. I just love being with you. I love you." Why is he so sweet? "I love you too... thank you" I said, letting out a quiet sigh. "Are you hungry?" he asked. "A little." I mumbled against his chest. "I made food if you want, it's in the kitchen. Wanna go sit in the living room for a bit?" he asked. "Yeah." I pulled away slightly, standing up and so did he. "Mila, maybe change into some more comfortable clothes... want to wipe away the make up?" he asked, not only referring to the makeup on my face but also on my scars. "Yeah, come." I pulled out some sweatpants and Shawn's hoodie and walked into the bathroom with Shawn behind me. "Sit baby, I'll do it." he said softly, grabbing my make up remove stuff and some cotton pads while I sat down on the counter after pulling off my short skirt. He gently wiped the pads over my legs, arms and stomach, revealing all of the ugly scars. Before he started to wipe my face he leaned down and kiss first my thighs, my stomach and then my arms. "I love you baby. Always." he said softly. I nodded, giving him a light smile. "I love you too." I whispered. After wiping my face too helped me put on my comfortable clothes and lifted me off the counter. "Come baby" he grabbed my hand and walked with me to the living room.

"How long till the others come back?" he asked as we sat down on the couch with our plates to eat the food he had made. "The last interview ends at 7 pm so we still have a few hours." Hi smiled and we started to eat. We at on the couch and had the TV on while we watched some random shows in the background. We were wrapped in a blanket and I was snuggled into his side.

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The interview was.... yeah...