i hate you!

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as the night went on u/n shared everything with camilo.

from not having her first kiss to how she loves curly hair.

'huh... i never thought about what i liked' camilo says.

'but people call me the town flirt i have no clue how i earned that title i hate most girls' he added on.

y/n looks offended by this statement.

'not you tho ' he chuckles.

'CAMILO GUESS WHAT MAMA SAID YOU NEED A GIRLFRIEND OOO LALA' camilos little brother antonio shouts.

u/n chuckles at the little boy.

'tonio shut up' camilo says.

'you wont have trouble with thats right?' y/n asked.

'yeah whatever get out of my room now !' he said in a angry tone.

y/n was startled and walked out a bit upset he mau be nervous as his brothers gift ceremony is in two days.

CAMILOS POV:

i hate her i hate her! i wish she never came here shes so intoxicating..

i look around my room its full of mirrors i cant see myself in any only others i saw my tia my tio my mamì and papì ....

i hate this i hate this i thought.

as i raised the blade to my wrist i cut.

it was painfully good.

"saints" he cursed.

why am i so ugly im gangly with horrible hair my feet dont look right my arms have no muscle my nose is too big my lips are to thin everything is wrong.

"cami" her words hit  me like a gust of wind.

"y/n how long were you there for!?" i asked in a panic .

"since the blade" she replied calmly.

how can she keep her cool in situations like this woah thats kind nice... i thought.

no camilo you cant think that dummy its just some stupid feelings... yeah stupid feelings.

she was perfect her perfect skin her perfect hair her perfect hands her perfect eyes her perfect body woah i feel different i will need to see tìa julieta about this i must be coming down with something.

as i rushed past y/n headed for the kitchen i fall down the stairs landing right on my ankle.

i let out a female like scream.

"AHHHH" i screamed

"DOLORES ARE YOU OKAY DARLING DID YOU FALL !?? oh its you camilo ARE YOU OKAY BABY DID YOU FALL?" my mamì shouted.

"im fine mamì" i told her as my tìa came in

"oh camilo what will we do with you!" my tìa remarks playfully.

"marry him off" my abuela replies in a unjoking manner.

"mama how many times he has his mind set!" my mamì replies.

my abuela walks out as my mamì and tìa apologise for her.

"it's fine dont worry" i told them.

as i ate and my ankle healed i walked back upstairs to hears some noise from Dolores room i wont snoop incase...

"camilo.. into your room time for your punishment" my abuela said.

"yea abuela" i say as i walk to my room her following.

as she raised a bell and crushed my hands i cried out in pain.

tears fell from my eyes onto the floor.

"stop please please" i begged.

as abuela walked out i went and got my chameleon plush.

my hands bled onto the plush as i winced

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my hands bled onto the plush as i winced.

as i walked downstairs for a drink my cousin mirabel was talking to y/n.

about me?

"hey mirabel hey mì amor" i said and then smacked myself the words slipped out.

"camilo i swear if you dont move this mop will be right up your as" mirabel said as abuela walked in she shut up.

"mira please go while i talk to camilo and his friend" she said.

"yes abuela" mirabel says.

"so i will get to the point y/n you are marrying camilo in three weeks" she said in a calm tone.

"WHAT!" i splutter.

"YEAH WHAT" y/n adds on.

"you both shall have a sleepover in isabellas room tonight and start planning good night"

so was y/n my wife now well fiancé? i mean shes not bad i guess....

i felt my cheeks flush as i look at her i remember something i told my mamì on how to stop flushing and calm down..

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done was i calm i hope so..

"well soon to be hubby let's start getting ready for the sleepover" y/n joked.

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