Low Income Affection | S.M & C.C

You Know You Love Me

Camila's POV

"Hold the fuck up..." Dev came to a halt as we were roaming the halls on campus. "What?" I walked back to where she stopped, clearly concerned with what her sudden stoppage was about.

"You're telling me that you guys exchanged numbers last week and neither of you have decided to text each other?" She practically screamed at me, "he's probably busy with his...surgeon things...and I'm-"

"You're scared." She deadpanned, followed by a giggle. I slapped her shoulder, playfully and she snarled, "asshole...I'll just take matters into my own hands." She smirked, pulling out her phone.

"NO...Dev...don't you-...Dev!" I made several attempts to snatch the phone away from her but it was a fail as the phone was ringing and in just a matter of seconds, the one and only picked up.

She winked at me before greeting him, "Shawn? Hey...yeah, yeah...I'm doing great. So, here's the thing." She said with all seriousness as I tried to hide from my own embarrassment even if this was just a phone call.

"It has come to my attention that neither of you have texted each other since you were last seen together and that shit's not going to slide so..."

She shoved the phone into my hand after several protests, I gave in, knowing there was no way I could possibly get out of this.

"Umm...hey, Shawn," I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face whilst hearing him speak.

"Camila, hey...how are you? I'm sorry I haven't texted, just...I've been busy here at the hospital."

Reasonable. "No, no...that's understandable," I bit my lip, "I'm great, how are you?"

"I'm good...I just successfully performed an arrhythmia surgery on a patient today."

"That's amazing," I shook my head at Dev who was laughing hysterically at my embarrassment and my blushing.

"So...I'm free tonight, want to meet up?" I could tell that there was a hesitation in his voice and honestly, if it were me, I would have no way to pull it together to ask him to hang out. I didn't have it in me, at all.

"Y-yeah, sure...I'm working at the library until seven so...pick me up there? I'll text you the address."

"Yeah, great. Okay, I have a few patients I need to get to, I'll see you later."

"Okay, yeah, see you." I ended the phone call, shoving Dev's phone into her hands, "that was not even funny."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever...so? How'd it go?" She nudged my side as we continued to walk.

"We're meeting up tonight." I said, attempting to be angry with her but with the smile on my face, it was quite, unquestionably, difficult.

"I hate you for that," I hissed.

She shook her head, laughing, slinging her arm around my shoulders, "you know you love me."

I smiled, knowing she was right. She's done so much for me in the past three years of knowing each other. Even at my lowest points, where I felt that I couldn't handle anything school or life had to throw at me, she was there, holding me as I cried and didn't leave until I was smiling again.

It was something I admired about Dev. No matter what, she was there for me. No amount of money in the world could make her give up and abandon the people she loved the most.

Later that evening, I was at work. I had a knitted, nude sweater with blue ripped jeans and some slip on black vans on as I stocked the shelves with returned books from borrowers.