Please don't fall (Shawmila)

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Shawn's POV

In the evening after Mila's interviews we were laying in bed together, watching a movie while I was texting Andrew. He had already started talking to the management of the group, trying to get Mila out of their contract. He told me it was going good... too good... which was weird because usually it was kind of hard getting people out of a management and a contract. The easier it it, the better. I didn't really pay attention to the movie so I didn't notice when it ended... and when Mila looked at me. "Sorry..." I said, putting my phone down after answering Andrew. "Who are you always texting?" she asked, confused. "Andrew... he needs my samples and new songs." I lied. I didn't want to tell her right now what we were working on. "Okay... what are we going to do now?" I remembered that I had bought face masks a few days ago for us to put on our face... those bubbly ones. "Oh wait." I said, standing up and walking over to the table where I still had the plastic bag with the masks. I pulled them out and threw them onto the bed where Mila was sitting. "Face masks?" she asked, looking at the packages. "Yeah. I bought them a few days ago, when I went for a run in the park." I Tod her, sitting back down. "Wanna put them on? They will relax out face... and they are bubbly" I smiled at her. "Sure." she said, getting a bit excited.

After washing my hands and taking off her makeup and changing into comfortable clothes I sat down in front of her, opening her pink face mask while she pushed her hair back into a low pony tail. I put some of the mask on my finger and then spread it gently on her face. She giggled when the cold touched her face which made me smile too. "It's cold!" She squealed when I started spreading it on her left cheek. "I know baby" I giggled, continuing to put it all over her face. When I was done, Mila did the same to me while the bubbles started to come out of her make, making her face slowly looking like a pink cloud. "Baby, your mask is puffing out bubbles!" I said smiling at how cute her face looked. She also smiled, finishing to put on the mask on my face and then walking over to the full length mirror, taking me with her. I stood behind her while she got closer to the mirror with her face, smiling at how puffy it looks. I held her by the waist, smiling at our height difference. What made it even cuter was her wearing some baggy sweats and one of my shirts with a hoodie underneath. I smiled, looking at her small body. "What are you smiling at?" She asked, looking at me through the mirror. "You, because you look so cute in my clothes." I smiled, turning her around and kissing her lips while she closed her eyes, savoring the contact of our lips. We then walked back to the bed, waiting 25 minutes to take off our masks. While waiting, she laid in my arms and we listened to some music.

"Come, let's take it off." I said softly when the timer on my phone went off. We walked into the bathroom, taking out small clothes and wiping off the mask. When we were done we brushed our teeth and settled back into bed. Mila fell right to sleep but I just couldn't. It wasn't too late, still only 9 pm. I could hear voices from the living room so I knew probably everyone was still awake. I was also waiting for an answer from Andrew. I wanted to know if he was able to take her out of the group. And he said he was, luckily.

I was about to finally sleep when someone knocked at the door. I was confused and stood up, walking over to open the door of Camila's room. I quietly opened the door and was confused when Lauren stood by the door. "Camila is asleep." was the first thing I said. "Oh, I actually am here to talk to you." She said. "Oh?" I was now a little confused. "About what?" "Come" She said, leading me out of the room to the living room where... the girls and the team was. What is this? "Hello Shawn, sit down please." One of the men said. I sat down at the end of the couch, all eyes on me. I understand why Mila feels uncomfortable, I do too in that moment. "So Shawn, first of all, we know that you and Camila are dating but thats not what we want to talk to you about." His voice was calm. They knew and I wasn't even surprised. Took them long enough to figure it out. "Okayyy? What then?" I asked still confused. "We got a message earlier. From Andrew Gertler, Your manager." Oh, here comes the talk. "She is going to leave the group?" Normani then cut in. I shrugged. "yeah..." "Does she want to or are you forcing her to?" "Forcing her? Why would I do that? Never would I force her to do anything like that. She obviously wants to leave. And she is going to. As you may have read in the message from Andrew, he will be taking Camila under his management for a few months." I said. How could they think I would force her to leave? The next thing their team said, shocked me. "Okay, do that. But she cant ever come back. We will close her contract and she will be free. The tour is going to be without her." he said, monotonously. What? They are just going to let her go? "Really? Why is this so easy? Usually, when you care a bout a famous singer, it is not that easy, what is wrong with you?" I said, my voice getting louder. "We had been talking about that for a few weeks now." "About what?" "About... kicking her out." "What? You wanted to kick her out? You knew it right from the beginning! Why didn't you just let her go? Why did she have to come here?" I was now standing, looking angry at the men. "We... we noticed her lack of passion for this. She will bring nothing to this group." He said in a plain voice, pulling out some papers. "here are the contract papers. We signed them and she is ready to leave as soon as a family member, you also count, sign them. Until tomorrow. You hav time until tomorrow." He said, passing me the papers. I read through them... and hell was I lucky I did. "No. You will not do this. Her vocals are not going to be used in the concert. You will not make profit with her voice when she is not even there. I won't sign this." I said, throwing the papers back at him. Who do they think they are? They cant just do that. "Shawn, just sign it. So it's all over." "No. I won't sign this. I won't allow you to use her vocals in the tour. You either cross this out or else... I will have to do something else here. This is not okay and you know it." I was now arguing with him. He let out a clearly annoyed sigh, taking the papers back and pulling out a pen from his folder. "Alright Shawn. Her you go." he said, angrily crossing out the line where stood that they could continue to use her vocals for upcoming events in the next three months. I roughly took the papers out of his hand, reading through all the pages once again, being satisfied. "Alright, give me a pen and we will be out of here by tomorrow." I said, looking up at him. He rolled a pen over at me and I signed on the line where I had to. Camila was now officially out of this management and free, finally. I gave him the pen and papers back, standing up, saying a quick "Bye" and leaving to go back to Camila. "Shawn!" I heard Lauren following me. "What Lauren?" I said annoyed, turning around at her. "Are you ma-" "Am I mad? Am I mad?! Of course I am. I am not mad because you are kicking her out but I am mad that she had to go through all of this, even though you knew she wouldn't take part in the tour anyways. Do you have any idea how she is doing?" Lauren stayed quiet. "Right. You don't. So if you don't mind, we have to pack. Don't text or call her, non of you." I turned around opened Camilas door and closed it softly behind me to not wake her up. So... this was it. Camila is now free... and hopefully happier.

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One more chapter and I am sad but also kinda relieved.

I could be cruel and let you wait until tomorrow with the last chapter...