FALLING FOR SHAWN

Chapter 22 - The Position of Power

"What are you doing here? This pool is for guests." Camila said, backing towards the edge.

"They don't know I'm not a guest, and you'll vouch for me," he stepped toward her and lowered his voice. "Won't you?"

She stared at him, unsure if he thought she was attracted to him and that he was seducing a willing participant, or if he thought he could control her by intimidation, either way he was so wrong. She was angry now, fuelled by fear and she swam to the side of the pool and angrily pulled herself out.

"I won't vouch for you, Will, go back to the bus with the others. This is way out of line, and I'll be speaking to John about this." She would go to his manager, John Lehmann too, and tell him to control his kids. She stomped to where she'd left her things, tying a towel around her hair and slipping into the robe. Will remained in the pool, as if he thought she'd change her mind and jump in, and she heard him laughing as she left. She practically ran to the lifts, stabbing the button repeatedly and looking behind her. It seemed to take forever to get there and she heard a distant door slam and then footsteps. Shit! The ding of the lift arriving had her heart speeding up and she jumped inside, looking around. He was nowhere behind her and she got in the lift safely.  The doors seem to take forever to close and she watched the view of the hallway narrow to a slit before it finally closed and began to move. She almost ran out when it stopped at her floor, and didn't stop until she got to her room. What the fuck had just happened? He was fricken everywhere now, it wasn't funny, and she was actually scared!

She walked in and slammed the door behind her, making her Mama look up.

"Karla! What was that?" her mother exclaimed.

"Mom, I need to tell you something."

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"So how are things going with everyone, West and Louisa?"

Shawn ran his hand through his hair and sighed. He missed Camila so much, and was happy to finally get a chance to FaceTime with her. "Yeah West is OK, Louisa on the other hand, I don't know from one moment to the next whether she'll be my best friend, or biting my head off. We are fine on camera though."

"Did you ask her why she was in your trailer?"

"No, she was too upset last night, I didn't ask her."

He waited, but she still wasn't telling him what was bothering her.

"Hi Shawn!" Sinu called as she walked past. There was a muttered Spanish conversation and then she looked back at the screen.

"What? What do you have to tell me?"

"What do you mean?" Camila asked.

"I'm not stupid honey, I know you've been hiding something. Come on, tell me."

Sinu said something in Spanish again, sounding like she was urging Camila to do or say something. She looked at him and sighed.

"I didn't want to worry you, because really, it's nothing to worry about and I...."

Sinu interjected again. She obviously DID think it was something to worry about.

"One of the guys from Baker Street, the support band, is being a bit stalkerish."  Her words all came out in a rush. 

"Stalkerish? What does that mean?" He was worried, it didn't sound good.

"He has been following her around, and then..."

"Mama, let me tell him, please. Go make a cup of tea or something."

"He's been stalking you? Following you? Has he threatened you or...Camila has he hurt you??"