You and Me, Forever

Mob

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Shawn wasn't even with me today, he was in the studio with Geoff and Teddy. So it baffled Camila a bit that the Paparazzi was following her everywhere.

It started with a few guys when Camila left brunch with her friend. They asked a few questions about Shawn, 'Where's he at today?', 'Is he joining you on your errands?', and then 'Did he break up with you yet?'.

She didn't answer, but she did scoff at the third question.

Camila did have errands, she needed new shoes for work and she wanted to stop by the bookstore since Camila's favorite author released her new book.

By the time Camila showed up at the local Barnes and Noble, she was swarmed. There were at least 50 guys with flashing cameras and rude yellings mobbing me as she walked to the front door.

By the time Camila were in and safe in the rows and rows of books she finally took a deep breath.

It was like habit at this point, Camila slipped her phone out of my back pocket and hit his number before she really thought about what she was doing.

Camila's hand was shaking as she held her phone up to her ear.

"Babe? What's up?" He answered, confused as to why Camila was calling. She know he's in the studio and she likes to proudly state that I rarely interrupt studio sessions that way all the magic can be created.

"Shawn?" Camila says frantically.

"What Baby? What's wrong?" He can hear her scared tone, all of his senses tensing.

Geoff sits across from him on the floor of the studio, guitars in their laps while Teddy messes with the sound board, playing with a new beat.

"They won't leave me alone, I don't know what to do. I could barely get in, I doubt I can get to my car." Camila rambles.

"Who?" Shawn sits up, sliding the guitar off his lap to the floor next to his left leg.

"The paparazzi." Camila sighs.

"Excuse me?" Shawn sits up straight, worry settling into his veins. "The fuck are they following you around for?"

Camila rolls her eyes, "Maybe you've heard of my boyfriend. He's this rockstar that sings In My Blood, you can stream it on spotify."

"Babe." He scoffs at Camila.

"I'm sorry I called, I'll just wait it out." Camila shakes her head, regretting this phone call.

"No Babe, stop." He says looking up at Geoff who's watching Shawn intently.

"I'll just wait it out Shawn."

He doesn't like that answer, so he lowers his voice for her. "You only call when you need me Baby, if you're gonna wait it out why'd you call?" He just wants her honest answer.

"I'm scared." Camila whispers, ducking behind an aisle when one passes her in the window.

Shawn's done, he's jumping up, looking for his keys. He's pissed, so mad that they've found Camila and are harassing her.

"Where are you?" He asks, grabbing his keys off the desk, slipping his Adidas on.

"No stay at the studio, I'm okay. Just gonna wait it out." Camila shakes her head, knowing if he shows up a scene's gonna happen.

"Just tell me where you are." Shawn says watching as Geoff stands, looking at his phone.

"Stay, I'm texting Geoff to make you stay." But Shawn's walking to the door, fumbling with his keys.