I like Camila's butt and I cannot lie

15 - Just one of those things

Shawn's POV

The sunlight seeped heavily through the curtains and it caused me to sink further into my bed.

That was weird, my window doesn't usually penetrate through the front.

I immediately woke up sensing that I wasn't in my room. I looked down at my shirtless torso and turned to my side only to meet a sleepy Camila.

"Camila." I shook her awake.

"What?" She turned to her side to avoid me.

"We didn't fuck last night, did we?" I asked.

She opened up the blankets and looked down to observe herself in only her underwear. "Nope." Before returning to sleep.

"That's what I was afraid of."

I woke up and started looking for my shirt in her oddly bright room. And she lived in a sorority house, she has mentioned that before but I keep forgetting.

I can't believe all we did last night was have fun. We laughed all through the bar and on our way to her place, we stopped to feed ducks at the pond. Then she made me carry her all the way here on my back.

Then we passed out.

"Camila wake up." She rolled in her bed, squirming.

"Mila."

"Just give me a minute." She mumbled.

"Don't waste my time." I shook her wildly.

"What?" She looked at me with heavy sleep ridden eyes.

"We have to talk.

"Oh no. Talk? Talk talk?"

"Yes. It's just that we've been spending way too much time together. More than we supposed to. This is transitioning into more than just a sexually mutual relationship."

Her eyes lit up a bit. "I was thinking the exact same thing, like we are growing in this um... relationship."

"Exactly." I said, happy that we were on the same page.

"So where does that leave us, do we become exclus-"

"We have to end this."

Her face immediately soured. "What? I mean... yeah. Totally. If that's what you think is the best option."

"You totally understand right?"

"Pshh. Sure, I totally agree."

"Thanks. See this... this is why you're one of the coolest girls I know."

"Of course." She smiled, and I took that as a chance to stand up and head out.

"Wait." She called, causing me to turn around.

"Why are we just ending this? Not that I don't agree, I totally agree. It's just that I need answers. I mean, I'm not emotionally attached to you and you aren't attached to me. So why end something good?" She asked.

"I dunno. It's just one of those things."

"What things?"

"Look. You're like an apple. And apples are good. They are very tasty. But if I eat them too much, I'll easily get sick of them. So, I move on to a watermelon. Or a banana."

"But, ever heard of an apple a day keeps the doctor away?"

"That's cute. But I've got places to be."

"Of course. You have chicks and I have Luke. And Luke is really amazing so, yeah. I'll see you around."

"And I'll see you around. Be good to Luke for me okay?" I said and walked out of her room.

I then looked at the closed door, frowning.

I didn't want to end things with Camila because she was great. Nothing bothered me about her, she was pretty, quick witted and not without a doubt a pleasure to have in bed.

The problem was that we were moving way too fast into something more. We agreed on a no strings attached relationship and there we're going in the wrong direction.

We were now giving each other pet names, learning new things about each other and throwing people in trash cans for each other.

Camila is one of the very few girls that I actually don't want to hurt, and I know if I stay close, I'm bound to hurt her so it's better to cut the strings off now when they aren't attached.

Which honestly, is way better than getting her so close to the point that she sheds tears.

Besides, I really needed to expand my variety. I am not too proud to admit this but she has been the only girl I have been seeing for months. It was getting a bit embarrassing too.

We were just getting too close that it disgusted me.

Above all, I'm just glad that I cut it off before she got hurt.

Camila's POV

I looked at him as he walked out my door and closed it shut.

I felt terrible due to my hangover, but he made me feel three times more worse with his updated version of the nature of our relationship.

I sat there looking at the door, feeling nothing but emptiness and impending  sadness and I begged myself not to cry.

I gripped my sheets as I felt the emotional storm threatening to cause havoc within me and I hated myself when a tear escaped. Then another...

Then another.

I hated myself because I was crying over a person I knew didn't deserve me, for one I knew would tear me open and leave me dry. For one I convinced myself that I'd never cry over.

But here I was, going off like a faucet on full blast.

Crying over my fuckboy.

I just didn't get it. Wasn't I enough?

We were doing so well, we gave each other pet names and we were slowly learning about each other plus, we had such a lovely time last night.

Didn't I give him enough of myself? I was even a completely different person around him just to accommodate his needs and I still didn't meet the standard.

That's just it with me. I'm always never enough. I'm always one thing short.

Whether it's with my academics, my hobbies, my social life or my love life, clearly.

I honestly thought maybe I could try to change him, turn him into a better version of himself. Show him that change is constant.

I guess I failed that mission before I even began.

A/N

Sorry for weak ass updates, I'm starting up a YouTube channel soon and I'm suffering greatly.

Anyway 🙃

The wonder album is out. What do you think about it?

Like, Teach Me How To Love? Omg, what happened to innocent Shawn? I cannot picture him laced in strawberries and on his knees. (Ignore chapter 8 😗)

Anyways... you have got to tell me your favourite songs from the Wonder album or else I WILL NOT UPDATE.

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