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You're welcome in advance ;)
"Jesus may you wash away my sins."
Camila's POV
"You seriously didn't have to come here." His eyes were wide but red and puffy. He has been crying and I started to second guess my decision in coming here.
I didn't want to see how much I upset him but I deserved it.
"Can you just...can you just hear me out? Please?" I wasn't going to leave, not until I told him what I needed to tell him.
He nodded, moving out of his way to let me into his house.
I missed his scent, I wasn't close enough to him to smell him but his house, it smelt like ivory spring. It was a fresh and homey scent. It was safe.
He turned to me after shutting his door. He seemed confused and I couldn't blame him. It was 3 in the morning and I drove all the way here after having a conversation with my mom about the concept of love.
"I just...I wanted to say..." I stopped for a moment, I didn't want to just come out and say it. I needed to warmup to it. My heart wanted to explode and just say it but my mind was in control in this situation.
"Before you say anything...I don't want you to feel obligated to say anything. I don't need you to say anything. I love you, you don't love me back - it's fine." His voice was tired and bitter and I winced at the tone.
He must've noticed because his face softened, "I'm so sorry. I'm just...I'm just tired. Please, go on."
I nodded, looking around the home before looking back at him. I tried to study his face. I wanted to see if he was angry at me. I couldn't tell, no matter how long I stared at him. He didn't seem to care, he just stared right back at me.
"I'm an idiot." I said and he snickered but he shut up when he saw that I was serious. "I don't know why I ended things, it was stupid of me."
"It wasn't...stupid. It was...you were scared. I don't know...but you should know that even if you don't love me back, we don't have to end things."
I shut my eyes, remembering what I said and how I left. "I do...I do feel the same way about you." I didn't want to say it yet.
Shawn's POV
My eyes widened and my heart sped up. She admitted it, without admitting it. She said it, without saying it. I didn't care that she didn't say it the way it was usually said. I just cared that the person I love reciprocated the same feelings for me.
The broken I felt a few minutes ago was gone. The guilt was gone and my heart didn't feel the pain of heartbreak anymore.
I didn't waste time to engulf her in a hug, my tears of joy running down my cheeks and onto her neck.
"I love you...I love you so damn much, Camila." I mumbled into her neck, kissing it multiple times.
She pulled away from me, tears in her eyes and our bodies still ravelled in each other's. She had the beautiful and authentic smile on her face and that just made me smile more.
"I love you." My mind blurred at her words.
She said it and she meant it. She was fully awake, unlike a few days ago.
"You do?" I wanted confirmation, I didn't want her to feel obligated to say it. "You don't have to say it if you're not ready."
"I can't not say it. I love you...so much. I've never loved a man. Well, I did. It didn't end well, my father left but you...I know you won't. If I don't say this now, then I'll never be able to and I'll only feel like something is tugging at my heart and I don't want that. I want my heart to be free with yours. Together."
We were both in tears but we stood in the middle of the room, staring lovingly into each other's eyes.
"I love you, Shawn Mendes." She broke the comfortable silence. I didn't think I could smile any more than I was but I did. It was almost impossible to contain the sheer happiness and love I had for this precious women in front of me.
"I love you, Camila Cabello."
I drew her close to my body, the tension between our very close lips were thick, as well as the air.
I cupped her jaw, slowly at first but then I came to the realization that kissing her was something I've been longing for although we've shared many kisses.
I thought I was going to pass out with nerves. The good kind of course. A cranking of nerves were sent through my body like a rollercoaster. Our lips connected, it was short but sweet.
Our foreheads brushed against each other - having another go at a kiss, this one I anticipated to be longer.
She threw her arms around my neck as mine travelled down to her waist. French kisses were shared between us where we traced every tooth with our tongues as if we were trying to memorize them. This kiss, lasted so long that we were basically sharing each other's breaths.
We pulled apart, gasping for air. Our arms roamed each other's bodies, the air was now hot and sweaty.
It wasn't long after that she pulled me back into another fierce kiss with a couple of bites to each other's bottom ones, soothing it with a lick.
Her head bowed down to my neck as I arched my head back, giving her more access as my breath became shaky and my heart began to quicken. Both our quiet moans, filling the silence. She brought her head back up, kissing my lips again.
This time, I took control of the situation - trailing wet and sloppy kisses down her neck, finding her sensitive spot, her moans making me groan and nibble on her ear.
I brought my lips back to hers, lifting her up, her legs wrapping tightly around my waist and her hands tugging at my hair, groans coming from my mouth.
"Take me upstairs," she whispered, seductively into my ear. It sent shivers down my spine and she didn't have to tell me twice. I kicked the door closer to my bedroom, not breaking our kiss but collapsing our bodies onto the bed.
Being on top of her, roaming my hands over her body and sloppily kissing her made me feel on top of the world.
"Can I?" I asked, not wanting to overstep but she nodded, smiling sweetly as she opened up herself by helping me unbutton her shirt and her pants. "This isn't fair," she pouted, causing me to laugh as she tugged at my sweatpants.
We were both pressed up against each other, her in just her black lacy bra and underwear looking as flawless as ever and me in just my Calvin Klein's. "God, I love you." I groaned as she kissed down my chest before coming back up to kiss me.
I started to kiss down her chest, caressing her breast with my hand, "fuck..." she whimpered, tugging at my hair, making me smirk.
I swirled my tongue over her stomach before she lifted my face back up to hers, she looked lovingly at me which made me soften. Her lips parted before speaking.
"Make love to me, Shawn." She flicked her tongue over her own words and my heart sped.
A/n
Holy shit. DID I DO THAT? I DID THAT.
The fact that you aren't even going to show me love now 🤚🏽😭 (kidding...not really) <Jokes
NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE SOMETHING ELSE, GIRL WE NEED JESUS.
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Adventuress Love | S.M & C.C
FanfictionCamila Cabello is a 28 year old on a small "adventure' to Milan. Unfortunately, her phone died and she's desperate for a phone to borrow to call for a taxi. When 27 year old Shawn Mendes offers his phone in exchange for her to be his fake girlfrien...
