Always been you

2013 (18)

[C: Let me in]

Shawn took his phone from the nightstand and rubbed his eyes before unlocking the screen. He read the message a couple of times before making sense of it. It had been a couple of months since Camila's family suffered the baby's lost and they were all dealing with the aftermath. Sometimes Shawn didn't know what to do to help Camila, but he tried nonetheless.

[S: Where are you?]

[C: Outside your house]

What the fuck was Camila doing outside his house on a Saturday night? He looked for his gym shorts and a tank top, because he was sleeping just in his underwear, and look through the window.

[S: You're insane]

He went down the stairs as silently as he could. He knew his mom was a light sleeper and could wake up with literally anything. Camila knew that too, why was she being so reckless?

He opened the front door slowly and stepped outside to find Camila hugging her own body, wearing just a long sleeve shirt and jeans. Nothing too cozy and the night was cold.

"Can I come in?", she asked him.

"Do I have an option?", he asked back a bit too harsh. He took it back immediately. Sometimes he couldn't help but mess with her. "Let's go", he finally said.

Camila was about to step inside when Shawn turned around and she almost pumped into his chest.

"I'll carry you", he whispered. "My mom will know something's up if she hears two pairs of footsteps".

"Carry me how?", she wondered confused.

"Get on my back", he said and bent his knees so she could get on him.

It wasn't a secret that Camila had lost weight these past months worrying about her mom and family in general, but now that he was carrying her, he truly made sure of that. She put her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He smelled like soap and she sniffed quietly.

"You have to be quiet", he warned her when they finally made it to his room and he put her down.

"I will", she whispered and sat on his bed.

"Why are you here?", he asked straightforwardly but trying to sound nice.

"I felt alone", she replied.

Shawn sighed and wrapped his arms around her, bringing her to his chest. This was becoming a regular thing for them and he didn't how to feel about it. He liked being a good friend, but it always happened when they were alone. He didn't understand why he couldn't be like this when they were in front of other people.

Shawn's arms felt good and safe but somehow she still needed more. She craved more affection, the one she wasn't getting at home. She let go of his arms to look at him. He had been good for her, even when he didn't like showing it. Not other person had been through it all with her, public or privately.

"Shawn...", she whispered looking at his lips.

"Yes?", he said.

"Don't freak out", she warned him before bringing their lips together and brushing them against the other.

Shawn didn't move at first, too shocked to do anything, but then his body reacted involuntarily at Camila's advances. There must have been something wrong with them both, because they didn't pull apart and just let go. Shawn was just a teenage guy that craved intimacy and couldn't really control himself when the hormones were in charge.

Camila expertly brushed her tongue over his lips and he felt the air trapped in his lungs. What was she doing?

"Wait", he said panting and confused. "What are you doing?"