Curly Tops |School Au [Camilo X Reader] Enemies To Lovers|

Sunset serenade

After a few hours of partying, you decided to take a break from the loud crowd.

You stepped outside to see the light blue sky slowly losing it's color.
You didn't even realize how much daylight partying has eaten from the day.

You found a strongly stood big tree.
It had some strong branches to hang on to.

Seeking the quiet tranquility of a sunset, you made your way up the tree.

It seemed like it was on your favor.
A branch led to the house's rooftop.

Your feet touched the hard slate tiles as the wind peacefully stroked your hair.

The music was still to be heard but it wasn't loud. It was the perfect feeling you were going for.

You slouched back to lean on your arms when you suddenly heard the tiles clack.

"Enjoying the sunset huh?" A male voice spoke from behind.
He chuckled and sat beside you.

Camilo's warm stare met your eyes.
His hair flowed through every breeze.
It felt like the world had stopped.

You pulled yourself away from your hands and sat straight.
Your faces looked awestruck

"Damn you look so pretty when the sunlight hits your e/c eyes" he breathed and smiled

You suddenly shook your head pulling you away from the sunset day dream with the boy

"Don't Patronize me,Camilo" you told off.
"No, really, I'm not" the boy assured.
As his hazel eyes gazed at your face.

"Pfft" you scoffed pushing away his face.
You stood up and was about to leave when he grabbed your wrist gently.

His fingers were gently buried through your skin as if he begged you to stay.

"Y/N, please, come sit with me." He politely invited you to return to your seat beside him where your beautiful eyes reflected the sinking sun.

"I wanna be the one you hmm hmm hmm" he sang and hummed.
He looked at you and grinned.
"I wanna be the one that you would put up a fight for" he continued.

He looked at the orange sky and breathed.
"Can I sing for you?" He suddenly asked.

You froze and did not know what to say. You didn't know if you were mad at him or what.

But the perfect scenery at the rooftop was the definition of euphoria.
You couldn't ruin it by simply being mad.
You eventually found yourself nodding in excitement.

He smiled and started rocking himself slowly.

"I've lost my cool I'm not sure how to act" Tho he lacked an instrument, his voice never needed it to sound lively

"Not even sure How I would keep my pride intact" He chuckled and smiled at you

"Well, I don't know if this is it..." He turned to face the gloomy sky lacking sunlight and enough light from the moon

"But can't you see" He pressed his eyes shut and breathed the cool air the scene had provided

"No, I'm not falling for you" He shook his head and looked at you with adoring eyes
"So, please have mercy on me" he continued

He took your hand hesitantly then let go of it eventually.
He looked away from you and continued.

"Cuz it's not romantic, I swear"
He placed his hand against the hard tile
"I'm not gasping for air" he held his head up as if he was against the world

"I want you to be here" He glanced at you with sincere eyes as your lips slowly parted

"But please don't come near" He stood up

"'Cause even tho I'm pretty sure my head's exploding, I'm not ready for hand-holding" he dramatically stepped away, twirling

"It's not love, I swear" he closed his hands in one fist against his chest and chinned up

"It might be closer to despair" He dropped the expressive posture and stood frozen for a small second

He walked towards you and took your hand.
Curious of his planned acts, you stood up and accepting his gentle invite.

He twirled you and catched you on his arms

"No, I don't want you to teach me how to dance" He twirled you and gently slid of his hands against yours as he dramatically drifted away

"Get your heart away from me" he looked at you with pleading eyes
"You'll put me into a trance" He launched an expressive face at you

"And even tho I think about you day and night" he took both your hands and sang those beautifully constructed lyrics

"I'm not sure if this whole love thing sounds quite right" He tightened his grip and looked away

Oh he's such a drama king.
He's very expressive. No wonder he won so many plays.

"'Cause it's not romantic, I swear" He slid his hands away from yours and hid his face in his beautiful dark brown curls

"I'm not gasping for air" He kept his glance at the sky

"I want you to be here" he turned to face you and continued his lyrical performance

"But please don't come near" He hesitantly waved his hands signaling you to back away

"'Cause even tho I'm pretty sure my head's exploding," He grabbed his hair and expressively dropped his aggressive hold

"I'm not ready for hand holding" he spun and placed his hands against his chest

"It's not love, I swear. It might be closer to despair" he sighed and walked towards you again.

"'Cause even tho I'm pretty sure my head's exploding," He twirled you til the two of you danced away to his wonderful performance

"I'm not ready for hand holding. It's not love, I swear." It was better than the feeling you were going for

"It might be closer to despair" He held you in his arm on his last line as he breathed to regain air

His warm eyes scanned your reflective eyes and beautiful face as you stood frozen in awe.

The sun had fully sank down and the sky begins to darken.

"Your song was great, 'milo! But uh- I have to go now" You waved goodbye as you made your way back down.

Your feet dropped against the soft green blades that spread across the plain soil.

You looked at him one last time and waved another goodbye.
This time, he waved back.

"Oh My God where were you from?" Mirabel worriedly asked
"The rooftop. Right, I gotta go now" You hurriedly ran back to your house.

It's safe. Your door was still closed.
They didn't find out.