PR? (Camila/You)

chapter fifty-two

"Are you under a contract now?" They nodded. "If you weren't obligated to spend time with each other, would you still be here today? Working on your relationship?"

"I think so." Y/N nodded. "I don't want to lose Camila. The contract has nothing to do with how I feel."

"Camila, why did you sign the contract without talking to Y/N about it if it had such a big effect on her?"

"They threatened to blackball me from the industry. I was scared. I guess I figured that Y/N and I were together anyway and it would be okay. But there's a big difference between a real relationship and one for the public eye. Especially since we're both pretty private people."

"I take it you've forgiven Camila for this, yes?"

"I have. I understand why she did it, even if I don't like it. I'd like to think I wouldn't have done the same but I don't know if that's true, if I were in her position." Y/N admitted, looking towards Camila for a moment. "We got in a bad fight after I found out, though. I said a lot I didn't mean...again."

"I did too." Camila spoke up.

"Again? Are you referring to when you would try and hurt Camila back for things she did?"

"Yes." Y/N clenched her jaw, reminded of one of their first fights.

"Okay." She wrote some more down. "What made you both come together to reconcile?"

"I was performing on tour and I sang a song specifically for Camila. To get her attention, I guess."

"Is that something you both bond over? Music?" Again, they nodded.

"It's easier to sing about how I feel than to talk about it." Y/N told her, Camila nodding in agreement. "I guess that's the case for most musicians."

"Alright, well," Dr. Sawyer finished up what she was writing and closed her notebook. "I want you both to go home and show each other one song you wrote for the other. Something that showcases how you feel. Try and express what you want to say through your music. You both need to work on communication and this is a good first step." She smiled at them.

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"I feel awkward." Camila laughed uncomfortably as she sat across from Y/N on the living room floor, a guitar in her lap. "I feel really put on the spot here."

"Me too." Y/N sent her a comforting smile. "Pretend I'm not here."

"Okay." Camila took a deep breath and closed her eyes, beginning to strum.

I shouldn't be in your living room
And you shouldn't be in my arms
It's unlikely there is a version of this
That's not gonna tear me apart
Your world still feels so familiar
Though some of the furniture's new
I still know my way around everything
And I know my way around you

Maybe you're not love anymore
Maybe you remind me of it
Maybe you're not love anymore
Maybe you're what keeps me from it
What keeps me from it

I don't know how not to hold on to you
And I don't trust myself not to stay
And love you occasionally Saturdays
Over someone who'd meet me halfway

Maybe you're not love anymore
Maybe you remind me of it
Maybe you're not love anymore
Maybe you're what keeps me from it
What keeps me from it

Camila opened her eyes, looking across her to
Y/N. "I wrote it when I came back to LA when you were on tour. It was originally played on the piano but..." She shrugged. "It's pure coincidence that we're in your living room right now." Camila giggled.

Y/N gave a watery laugh, wiping her eyes as she took a deep breath. "My turn, I guess." Camila handed her the guitar. Y/N sniffled and adjusted the guitar in her lap.

It broke my heart just breaking your heart, baby
I don't think I picked up all the parts, baby
Like trying to find a road in the dark, baby
Look where I ended up
I tried to change, but it's so hard, baby
I wouldn't even know where to start, baby
Now I know how space can feel without stars, baby
It's only dark

And all that's in my mind
Is the devastation I left behind

It's like clipping wings off angels
Try using them to fly
I stood all over your dreams
While trying to get to mine
I don't mind these empty pockets
My heart is full enough
And I might leave here with nothing
But I'm

I'm feeling lucky I was loved
I'm feeling lucky I was loved

I should've just stayed lost in your eyes, baby
I looked away and saw my demise maybe
I should've stayed in between the lines, baby
But I got lost

All that's in my mind
Is the devastation I left behind

It's like clipping wings off angels
Try using them to fly
I stood all over your dreams
While trying to get to mine
I don't mind these empty pockets
My heart is full enough
And I might leave here with nothing
But I

I'm feeling lucky I was loved
Ooh
I'm feeling lucky I was loved
Ooh
I'm feeling lucky I was loved
Oh oh
I'm feeling lucky I was loved
Ooh

And now I've started thinking
About my final days
Even if you forgive me
We'll still go our separate ways
And after everything that I fucked up
I'm feeling lucky I was loved

It's like clipping wings of angels
Try using them to fly
I stood all over your dreams
While trying to get to mine
I don't mind these empty pockets
My heart is full enough
And I might leave here with nothing
But I

I'm feeling lucky I was loved
Ooh
I'm feeling lucky I was loved
Ooh
I'm feeling lucky I was loved

"I wrote that after I forgave you for signing the contract. I never realized how much you did for me, showing me I deserved love. And I guess I just realized that even if we would never get back to where we were before, I just was happy I got to experience being loved by you." Y/N placed the guitar beside her, giving Camila room to crawl over and sit between her lap, her back to Y/N's front.

"We're gonna get back to that place." Camila whispered after a few moments. "I promise."

Y/N wrapped her arms around Camila, covering her hands with her own. "I know." She placed a soft kiss on the top of her head.

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(a/n): whatttttt two updates in two days??? who AM i
i'm in the writing groove now :)

the songs were What Keeps Me From It by JP Saxe and Lucky I Was Loved by Picture This (both new songs from them)
how did you feel about the song choices?

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