Little Secrets

Chapter 1 - The Perfect Song

~Authors Note~

I'm always open to critiques and advice. DM me if you have an idea for the story because I'm always looking to make it better :) I promise I'm not an author that puts a comment on every chapter, I just wanted to say a few things. I tend to update if ya'll remind me. A notification from someone yelling at me to update? I'll probably update in the next day or two. I just need reminded. Anything that happens to our lovely characters, may or may not resolve. You'll just have to see muahahaha.  Hope you enjoy! ;)

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Camila

I received the text early on a Saturday morning. It was from Shawn.

Hey, so remember when I brought up that idea, about the song...

I smiled and texted back, my fingers flying across the buttons on my phone.

Yes... I remember... what about it?

We hadn't texted in a while. What could be so important? He's finishing a tour right now!

Well have you decided on anything?

I laughed. Impatient this man is. Impatient indeed.

I've been thinking about the same thing... I think...

Yeah?

I think we should try it. If it feels right, great. Otherwise... I think 2015 was fun, and enough

There wasn't another text. I waited. And waited. Isn't he gonna text back?

Shawn?

No reply. Does he disagree? Then my phone rang with a face time request. It was Shawn. Thank goodness. I was afraid I'd said something wrong. I accepted and his adorable face showed up on the screen

"Hey Senorita. How are you?" Shawn smiles at me. I can't respond. I haven't seen him for almost a year, and... Here he is!

"I'm... okay. I mean, now I'm great." I say, smiling at him. We just stare at each other for a moment. I'm suddenly self conscious about the fact that I'm wearing. I don't remember what I put on this morning. Leggings and- I look down at my shirt. It's one of the sweatshirts Shawn gave to me a year ago. Shawn's eyes follow mine and he smiles at the sweatshirt.

"So when do you want to meet up? I finally manage to say. Shawn sighs.

"I have tour, but I should be able to get enough time off in about... three months? Is that too long?" He looks at me. Yes. Yes it is. We're both thinking it, I can tell. But instead of saying that, I simply just smile and say,

"Yup. I'll be looking forward to it everyday." At that moment I decided to come clean. I open my mouth, but Shawn doesn't see it and talks instead.

"Ug. I gotta go. Managers' calling. I'll try to call again before I leave, okay?" Shawn shoots me a flawless smile.

"Yeah okay." I say softly. Don't go. Please don't go.

"Okay, see you, Camz."

"Yeah, bye, Shawn, I-" The phone hung up

I love you.

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Three Months Later...

Camila

I'm practically jumping around as I get ready. I'm wearing ripped light jeans, a strappy shirt with a low cut in the front, with another one of the sweatshirts Shawn gave me wrapped around my waist, with a pair of white and rose gold Adidas, a baseball cap over my eyes so I'm harder to recognise, my hair in a braid down my back.