Adventuress Love | S.M & C.C

Three Words, Eight Letters

Camila's POV

"This is where you live?" I asked, walking closer to his front door.

He turned on his heel to face me, "yeah...I definitely need a new house though." He sighed. Shawn lived 20 minutes away from me and even that felt so far away. I shouldn't be complaining though, we've dealt with worse.

It's been a week with Shawn as my boyfriend and I enjoyed it. I enjoyed his presence. He made all bad things go away but he also made it known that I couldn't just ignore my feelings. He was there for me through it all and I couldn't have asked for someone better.

Telling my mother that he was my boyfriend was anything but predictable. She was happy for us, she loved Shawn. Who didn't at this point?

"You know what's crazy?" I asked, draping my hands over his shoulders. He smiled down at me, his hands on my waist. "What's crazy, baby?" That damn nickname.

"You...you're my boyfriend." I hummed, getting closer to his lips. "I'm pretty lucky...I have this girlfriend, I don't know if you know her," he leaned forward into me, amused.

"Her name is Camila and she's the most beautiful and amazing women I've ever met and I'm so excited to go on a date with her tonight." He smirked at me before chuckling at my wide smile.

"I'm so excited!" I jumped up and down in his arms before fully diving into him, causing the both of us to fall back onto his couch.

I was on top of his body, our faces just inches apart. Just looking at him gave me butterflies. I couldn't help but run my hands through his incredibly soft, curly hair. He tilted his head back, his eyes shut - clearly enjoying the head massage he was receiving. I knew I had a goofy grin plastered on my face but I couldn't help it, not around him.

I placed a kiss to the corner of his lips, making him peak one eye open, "if you're going to kiss me, do it right."

Time seemed to stop when our lips met each other's. The butterflies in my stomach become more intense with every kiss that is given and received. I couldn't get over how soft his lips felt against mine. Our kiss was slow and gentle. Soft yet full of passion. Hungry but full.

"What do I wear?" I mumbled against his lips. "You'll look beautiful in anything, baby." He was too sweet to me. I gave him a stern look causing him to throw his head back in laughter before kissing me quickly.

"Something comfy."

I nuzzled my body closer into his if that was possible. Excitement consuming my body at the thought of going on a date with Shawn tonight.

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Shawn insisted that I stay at his house until we both felt the urge to finally go out to get things to decorate my apartment.

"You ready, hun?" I heard Shawn call for me, his face appearing right behind mine, his arms snaking around my waist - placing a kiss to my neck. "Well yeah, I'm in sweats and a hoodie." I rolled my eyes, turning to face him.

I wanted this to be amazing, I wanted to be amazing for him. I was still new to this whole vulnerability and passion thing. He made it seem like the easiest thing in the world. He told me his problems and I figured that I was supposed to tell him mine. The silence after he spoke about his issues was supposed to be filled with my words of despair.

"It's so pretty here, thank you." I looked over my shoulder to get a good look of my gorgeous boyfriend. His smile glistening and his eyes twinkling.

It was hard to stay away from him, even for a second. I can be in front of him, looking right at him but I wanted to feel him - his heart against mine and our fingers interlocked, which is why I got closer to him, laying my head on his chest as his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.

We brought our bodies down on the grass. There was a spot in Miami that he clearly knew about but I didn't. It was a rocky climb up but when you made it to the top, it was like heaven - then again, everywhere with Shawn was like heaven. A huge patch of grass beneath us as we looked up at the stars, pointing at ones we thought shined brighter than the others.

I was rambling about astrology and how dumb yet fascinating it was when I felt his strong stare burning into my face. I turned my head to the right to meet his stare, the green grass tickling my cheek. I waited for him to say something but he didn't. He just laid there, staring at me with a smile on his face.

He shifted his body to lay on his side, now his full front facing me, the same goofy grin plastered on his face. He reached his hand out, his big one cradling my face, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip.

My eyes shut for a moment or two, I thought of how amazing it felt to be under his touch and only his. I thought about how his presence brought me joy every single day, no matter my mood and no matter what problems I had going on. I thought about how much I cared and crazed over this man in front of me.

"You are the most important person to me," he whispered, his lips hovering over mine before connecting them.

Every kiss, every touch, every word, every stare, felt like heaven.

Was I falling in love? No, not yet. I have no idea what love is when it came to relationships. Love didn't love me and I learned that already.

I wanted to forget about the word love but every time I thought of my boyfriend, the word appeared once more. It confused me but not as much as it freaked me out.

This was scary, this was scary because I've never been in love and the thought of that made my insecurities surface. The feeling of uncertainty and the feeling of thinking that Shawn won't get the love that he deserves hurt me. I didn't want to know if I wasn't able to fulfil him with love because I knew that if the answer was that I couldn't, my heart would be broken and I'd be letting him go - the thought haunted me.

I was scared that love was stronger than me. I had disciplined myself to not let feelings become a weakness. So far, I haven't been successful in the sadness department but when it came to love, I was good at not letting it overpower me - consume me, but Shawn was making it harder for me to be consistent with that.

Shawn was my weakness but love wasn't.

I've heard that falling in love was easy but it didn't seem that way to me. It was full of complications before and after the words are expressed. I couldn't see myself being one to express those words to anyone besides my sister and my mother but when I thought of Shawn, all I wanted was to belt out those three words and eight letters.

I love you.

A/n

I'm sorry this took so long!!!

Do YOU think Camila will be able to identify these feelings she has out loud to Shawn or nahhh???

We'll definitely be getting into more of Shawn's feelings on the concept of "love" although we already know he's a sucker for finding the one, we still don't know if he's set for life on that ;)

Drama to come, tears to shed, bridges to burn......