Shutter ➳ Camren

Chapter Twenty Three

"One condition."

"What?"

"Kiss me good morning."

Okay, that request I won't deny her. I push her chin up and I stare into her eyes before I lean in to kiss her. I kiss her and tell her without words how much I love her.

When we broke away, Camila had a stunned look on her face. "What?"

"You're the best kisser."

"I know, how do you think I get all the girls?" I laugh and quickly got out of bed to duck from the pillow she threw at me. I pick up our discarded clothes from the floor and throws Camila's clothes at her while putting on the garments that are mine.

"I'm starting to not like your plan," she says as she watches me get dressed. "I never liked it in the first place."

"I told you we could do anything you want when we're done."

"Yeah, but I bet I could make you do them even without me agreeing to this."

Well she's right but I don't want to give her that satisfaction. And I really need her to come with me if I want to prove a point. "Chop chop, talk later."

"As much as I like dominatrix Lauren..." she mutters, grabbing her clothes and putting them on, very slowly, and I had to stand there fully clothed and wait for her. I went to my closet and pull out two sweaters, one for each of us.

"Here, it'll be cold outside." I smile despite myself because of that frown on her face as I help her put the sweater on; she reminds me of me when I was a kid and forced out the house to school where I have to put up with Chris's crap again, flinging himself at girl with one flex at a time.

It took Camila fifteen minutes to get fully clothed and another ten minutes to find her shoes and put them on. By the time we're outside, it's fifteen minutes passed five. It's still dark out; the lamp posts are still lit and there's a bit of fog surrounding the streets, the air's cold.

"Where are we going?" she asked me for the seventh time as she climbs on the bike behind me.

"You'll know when we get there. Hold on tight alright and don't go to sleep." She grunted a reply.

When I made sure Camila was gripping me tightly enough so she won't fall off, I started driving. Fuck, I knew it was going to be cold but not as cold as this; the chilly air's biting on the skin on my face and Camila's hold around me got tighter and I felt her shiver.

I got out the city to the outskirts really quick since there's no traffic during this time, obviously, and soon I'm stopping at a hillside. I kill the engine and Camila and I climbed down the bike and hung our helmets on the handlebars.

"Are we going egg hunting or something?" she looks wildly around the vacant grassland in front of us.

"No."

"You're not going to murder me and bury my body in this lot are you?"

"A bit melodramatic aren't we?" I smirk and held my hand out to her.

"I'm just saying you could just do it in the afternoon and not wake me up in this ungodly hour," she frowns and crossed her arms in front of her. I laugh at her stubbornness.

"Come on, I promise I won't murder you," I wiggle my fingers. She uncrossed her arms and finally takes my hand. I held our hands up and kiss the back of her palms as we started walking, the wet grass slightly sloshing under our feet. "Don't you remember where we are?"

She looks around again and shook her head, but she doesn't see much since it's still dark. "We've been here before?"

"This is where I met you," I say and we stopped at the end of the field, where there's the lone bench we sat on the night during Harry and Louis's wedding.

"Oh, this was the reception area."

"Yes," I say and tug on her hand. "Come on, sit with me." We sit on the weathered wood, the metal parts of the bench digging its coldness through our clothes. I sit close to Camila and held our entwined hands on my lap.

"So what are we doing here at this time?" she whispers, as if afraid to interrupt the peaceful silence around us.

"I want to watch the sunrise," I smile. "It looks stunning from here."

"Oh," she says, nodding her head a little bit.

"It won't be long now," I check my watch, "nine more minutes I think." She nods and rubs her thumb at the back of my palm. We sit silently for a moment. I scoot closer to her, the warmth of her body lessening the cold in mine. She removed her hand from mine and wrapped one arm on my back, the other in front of me and I'm enveloped in a warm hug that is as good as hot chocolate with marshmallows. No, actually it's better than that.

"You know what I thought the first time I talked to you?" she whispers, kissing the back of my ear.

"No, what?" I asked.

"This woman's got balls."

"Really, not extremely gay?"

"No, that was the third one."

I laugh. "What was the second one?"

"You have the sexiest voice I've ever heard." I smile broadly and kiss her. "I didn't know then that it would get any sexier until you're screaming my name during love making."

"Cheeky," I say and kiss her harder. She hums and kisses me back just as hard and started lightly rubbing her palms over my arm. I kiss her nonstop, until I feel her lean away. I was confused and tried to capture her lips on mine again.

"Lo."

"What?"

"The sun's rising."

I look in front of us; the then dark sky's now have a patch of pinkish glow, coming from where the sun's rising. We sit back and watch it unfold before us.

"It's beautiful isn't it?"

"Yeah, very," Camila agrees.

Camila's arms hold me tighter. The sun's peeking out now and the pinkish glow's substituted by orange rays, swallowing the remaining traces of the stars with its glow.

"Ever since we've been together, every beautiful thing I experience, I always wished that you're there with me so we'll have that memory together," I say quietly.

Camila peels her eyes away from the sunrise and stares at me. Her mildly shocked eyes are breathtaking with the soft glow of the early morning.

"When I noticed it, I got scared because it's the first time I saw my future with someone, I didn't feel that way even when I was still with Maia. But I told myself I shouldn't be scared of something so wonderful. That's when I realized how madly in love I am with you."

Her pupils dilated and it's my favorite thing in the world.

"I love you so much Camila, more than life itself and I want to spend the rest of my lifetime with you, see as much sunrise with you as possible."

She continues to stare and the silence that follows what I said becomes deafening. "Say something please?"

"I shouldn't have said that."

"What? Shouldn't have said what?" I say, fearing I went too far and scared her away.

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Whoop, Cliffhanger! This was a really cute chapter that I hoped you enjoyed. Until next time.~Val