You and Me, Forever

Who'd You Rather?

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"So, you are single." Ellen jumped straight in, as the camera panned back to Camila and the host.

"I dunno, am I?" Camila raised her eyebrows.

"Oh! Well if you are not, then do tell, I was going to play Who'd You Rather." Ellen's eyes lit up.

"Noo, I love that game, let's play." Camila raised her shoulder to her ear, smiling innocently. She thought of her boyfriend Shawn, who was probably watching this at home. It was all fun and games though, in the end they knew all they wanted was each other and this was all hypothetical.

Ellen eyed her, intrigued, but didn't push the question any further. "Okay, let's start. The Weeknd or Louis Tomlison."

"Oooooh, okay. Hmm." Camila pondered at the screen. "Well. I feel like The Weeknd is very good at the... you know."

"No, I don't know." The crowd laughed.

"Oh, you know... like..." Camila wiggled her shoulders slightly. Another round of laughter overcame the audience. "Like have you heard his lyrics." She crossed her leg on top of her other and leaned more forward towards Ellen.

"You are saying a lot of nothing right now, Camila." Ellen sniggered at her.

Camila huffed. "Well I'm trying-to-keep-it-appropriate-for-daytime-tv-" She muttered through gritted teeth. "Y'all know what I'm talking about though, right?" She turned to the crowd, who replied with whistles and cheers.

"So, The Weeknd?"

"Um, I love him, but you're putting him up against Louis Tomlison. Boy doesn't have a chance, Louis!" Camila finally chose.

Ellen laughed and turned back towards the screen. "Okay, Louis Tomlison, Zayn Malik."

"Fuuuuuck, Ellen!" Camila groaned. "They're both so fucking, oops I'm so sorry, effing hot, I mean." She huffed and bit her nail, just looking at both pictures. "Like they both serve the same energy, you know, like step on me."

"Step on you?" Ellen chuckled, eyes widening as the crowd laughed again.

"Yeah, like spit on me, slap me, I don't care, whatever, I'll stop exposing myself." Camila winked. "Zayn."

"We need to have you on the show every week." Ellen said amongst giggles, changing the slideshow. "Zayn Malik, or Harry St-"

"Harry Styles."

"That was fast."

"I know."

"He was on the show last week, you know-"

"Why didn't you book me that day." Camila answered bluntly, face serious.

"I did not know you were so in love with him!"

"Ellen, do you not follow me on Twitter, you know what? It's fine, I don't wanna talk about this anymore. I'll just admire my husband alone." Camila turned to the screen. Ellen's laugh turned to a wheeze.

"Ooh, this is a good one. Harry Styles. Or Shawn Mendes."

Camila felt herself go red as a picture of her boyfriend, a fucking nice one of him if she may say so herself, appeared. The crowd noticed and oooh'ed.

"Hmmm. White brunette boy or white brunette boy." Camila sat back and crossed her arms. Should she choose Shawn? She already knew of the raging fans who were dying for them to be together, and her and Shawn agreed to keep things low key right now because they were going so well. On the other hand, she didn't want to upset him by playing along this Harry Styles celebrity crush trope for too long.

"The British one." She said.

"Shawn is half-British..." Ellen wiggled her eyebrows. "And to let you know, I do follow you on Twitter. There seems to be entire accounts dedicated to piecing every interaction you have with Shawn Mendes together. And some, just begging you to get married."

Camila was red by now, but couldn't quite force her muscles to stop smiling.

"If y'all think we don't see the shit you post..." Camila pointed a finger at the audience.

"We? So you and Shawn have talked about the whole world photoshopping pictures of you two together."

Camila gulped, she slipped a bit. "I said what I said, ok I choose Harry." She was internally dying of laughter, knowing Shawn's nostrils must be full-on flared now.

"Okay, final choice." Ellen looked at the screen. "Ryan Gosling or Harry."

"Oooh, I'm leaving Harry. But just because I want to sing La La Land with Ryan."

"Interesting, you liked that film?"

"Love!"

"Oh wait, hold on, another slide has just been added."

The monitor changed and the audience roared with laughter. A picture of Shawn reappeared.

"Shawn Mendes is making a comeback!"

"Jesus Christ." Camila mumbled. "He just can't keep away, eh?"

"That eh was very Canadian of you."

Camila blushed and giggled. "Okay FINE, just because YOU ALL want me to. Shawn."

"Alright! So here it is, Camila will be set up with Shawn very shortly!" Ellen wrapped up the segment.

"Thanks for playing, you were a delight". Ellen hugged Camila as the cameras cut to commercial and the audience clapped.

"I'd be lying if I said it wasn't fun." Camila winked at her.

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Camila dropped her keys on the counter.

"Baby?" She called out. She heard Shawn's footsteps thud quickly down the stairs. Freaking giant, she thought.

"Hi." She sighed softly as she wrapped her arms around him.

"So." Shawn pulled back from her and quirked an eyebrow. "You spent an awful amount of time on Harry Styles before picking me."

Camila bit her lip cheekily before shrugging.

"S'just a game you know-"

"Yeah, I'll show you who you'd really rather". Shawn huffed as he picked her up and slumped her over his shoulder, earning a cute yelp from Camila and a mass of giggles, and proceeded to take her up the stairs.

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Grab tissues for the next one, you're gon need it😭🤧