FALLING FOR SHAWN

Chapter 23 - Primal Anger

Camila held her hand up as the paparazzi flashes blinded her even despite her dark sunglasses. Pete walked in front of her, clearing a path and warning others off, Roger and her mother walked behind her. She could hear them all calling out, she heard them call Shawn's name too, and it stabbed her heart. She finally made it to the car and bent and stepped in, sliding over so the other two could enter. Pete shut the door and got in the front beside the driver, telling him to go.

She leaned back and sighed. The past forty-eight hours had been horrific, a perfect storm where everything happened at once. She pulled her sleeves down to cover the bruises and she saw her mother frown at her. What would she think if she knew everything? She thought back to a few days ago.

The morning after the Prague show, they headed off in the bus for Milan. She was appearing in a fashion event the next night, so she tried to get as much sleep as possible. They stopped in Munich and had lunch and a walk around before hitting the road again. It was night when they pulled in and dropped off those staying at hotels. This time the lads from Baker Street got to stay in a hotel too, but it was a different one to Camila's, as hers was booked months ago, and it was located on the other side of town. Camila couldn't have been happier about it.

A lot of the band, crew and dancers got together for a night out when they arrived but Camila, who would usually have gone if only for a little while, distanced herself, unwilling to give Will another opportunity to get close to her. She and her Mom had a quiet evening, room service and a movie in their room and then had an early night. In the morning, she was awoken by a text from Sara asking her to meet the whole dance crew in one of the conference rooms of the hotel for a rehearsal, as she had added some new choreo. Camila was surprised, but it was not completely unusual so she didn't question it. She got up and got into her dance gear and headed downstairs.

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Barry felt pretty guilty about the drama Louisa caused Shawn, he still wasn't sold on keeping her in the movie, but he agreed it would save a lot of time and money.

"I'm going to change the script though, I'm killing her off early, it will give you some intense scenes, Shawn, but I think you can handle them, and it means we don't have to deal with her if there is a sequel. And I'm going to try and cram all this into next week so I can get her off the set as quickly as possible." Barry said.

The shooting schedule was already set for the next five days, scenes that didn't require he and Shawn, and now the missed shoot would be slotted in at the end. As he had expected, it was going to impact his trip to Spain, but one of the good things to come out of it was that now Shawn had three nights and three days with no calls. He tried to get on a flight to Milan but nothing connected and he was getting frustrated, until Barry stepped in and offered his private plane. Shawn would have to leave at 3am but it was worth it, he would be able to wake up his girl with a kiss. A couple of other people joined him on the plane, which was continuing on to Paris and then back to Djerba. He would have to arrange his own flights home. He took his seat and slept like a log. Two studio lawyers sat at a table, discussing business, and another guest was in the small bedroom. The flight arrived into Milan and he was first off, then took a taxi straight to the hotel where Camila was staying.

He stood at the elevators, his guitar case in his hand, his backpack over his shoulder. When the doors opened she stood there, looking fresh and cool, dressed in dance clothes and staring at her phone. She looked up as she started to walk out and squealed.

"What are you doing here?" she screamed. He dropped his guitar and caught her as she threw herself at him. "Oh my God." She covered his face in kisses, giving him big kisses on his lips and he held her head and kept her there until he felt her melt against him.