The Breaking Point (Complete)-Shawmila

Foolish Games

Camila Cabello stood on the soft golden sand that outlined the Coral Gables lake and stared into the clear blue water.

Closing her eyes she wrapped her arms around her waist and broke the early morning silence with a sigh. She didn't know what time it was only that it was early. She couldn't remember how long she'd been there, only that it had been dark when she had arrived and now the orange sun had begun it's sleepy ascent.

A cool breeze kissed the back of her neck as it whispered sorrowfully into her ears. Opening her eyes again, she set free a solitary tear which she angrily wiped away with the back of her hand.

Yesterday, she had been so sure of her next course of action, she had been so sure that forcing the 'old Mila' to take control of the situation was the right thing to do. She'd been sure that 'old Mila' could have brought a response from Shawn that would have seen them making slow progress forward. Unfortunately after their encounter in the mens room last night Camila had been left with the feeling that Shawn didn't want progress, he simply wanted her gone so that he could continue his relationship with Hailey.

A second tear escaped as Camila shook her head gently at the hopelessness of the situation.

The evening following their encounter had gone from bad to worse. Once Shawn had made his way back upstairs she had hung around long enough to regain her composure and when she finally did rejoin her friends she found her self as unable to join in the merriment as Shawn was to remove his hand from around Haileys shoulder. He had spent the remainder of the night ignoring Camila completely whilst whispering things in his girlfriends ear that made her blush and giggle with pleasure

Foolish games- that's all they were playing.

The early morning breeze again snaked around Camilas neck and she pulled the zip of her grey hooded jacket up further.

She didn't hear the footsteps cutting through the sand in her direction, didn't know that she wasn't alone as the third and fourth tears fell, and when a hand gently squeezed her shoulder she knew by the scent that accompanied it that no matter where she was or how wretched she felt there was one person that would  always be there for her.

Wiping away the remaining tears she turned to him and knew she would never have to fake a smile when he was around.

"How long have you been here?" asked Nial, his blue eyes were wet pools of concern

Camila simply shrugged that she didn't know and Niall again squeezed her shoulder as he asked how she was doing. Another shrug signalled that again she didn't know the answer.

Poor Niall- she thought, he had a life of his own- he was preparing to head back in to the studio and looking to tour again in September but here he was on another mercy mission for her, he was reaching out to her, asking her to unburden herself, to let him carry half of her load but all she could do was wish it was Shawn that had sought her out.

"Last night was fun" he finally released her shoulder.

Camilas face didn't hide the fact that she didn't agree with him

"So you and Shawn talked?"

"Did he tell you that?" Camila couldn't help but sound hopeful, but the shake of Nialls head told her that he and Shawn weren't at a stage in their relationship that allowed them to open up to each other. Shawns coldness towards Niall had confused Camila these last few days . Yes she knew about the argument they'd had when Shawn thought that she and Niall were 'together' but Niall had told him he was wrong- surely that meant that there was no reason for them not to return to the way they had always been together, yet they seemed distant now