flashback:
"Cami, I really like you and I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me?."
There stood Y/N, the guy was hopelessly inlove with her.
"Y/N, I like you too but why don't we take baby steps? like first hangouts, then dates." Y/N couldn't refuse. It was better than nothing
"Of course, I respect your decision. So would you like to hang out with me at this new cafe? they have really good pastry."
now:
There she was, Camila Mendes, the girl of Y/N's dreams. She was sitting at a small table waiting for him to arrive. She keeps looking at her phone, to see any calls or messages from the boy. He was at least five minutes late. He was running to the florists to get a rose. Once he paid, he sprinted towards the cafe, out of breath he spotted her.
"Hey Cami, I'm sorry for making you wait. I ran to get you this." She chuckled as she grabbed the rose
"You know, by now I'd have a garden of roses. Thanks." He sat down
"So how was filming?." The jet black haired boy asked
"It was great, I was so excited to actually challenge Madelaine to the battle." He looked at her with so nuxh affection
"That's good, can't wait to see the episode."
"Wait, you watch Riverdale?." She asked surprised
"Yeah, watching one of my favorite comics come to life; by the way, I like how you guys changed Jugheads lines, originally he would degrade women."
"You're a very close listener." Camila giggled
"So, how's modeling?." Y/N groaned
"My latest one I did was so awkward. She would literally breath on my neck, and I had to be shirtless."
"Maybe we could do a shoot together?." Camilas heart was racing, asking her complicated relationship partner
"That'll be awesome!." Her nervousness calmed down
"I'll talk to my agent about that." She smiled, falling for him more, if that was possible
The pair hungout for a while, after Y/N suggested that they watch a movie, which of course she agreed to. While driving in a comfortable silence, Camila looked over to the man while humming to a song, her eyes trailed down his head to his structured jaw, but her eyes landed on a cut behind his ear going down to his neck. It looked new.
"Hey babe, what happened to your ear?." his hand shot up to the cut, he swore in his mind as he forgot to cover up
"Oh you know... I fell down."
"That was such a shit excuse, babe please tell me." she pleaded
"Just home problems. No need to worry." He hoped she would drop it
He wouldn't tell her just because he doesn't want her to worry. Being a model means you're going literally e everywhere, he stays with his dad whens off or doesn't have any shoots. But, his dad was a lowlife drunk. He tried to help his father but everything he does results in his dad trying to lill him with a bottle or something in sight. Those were for behind closed doors and not for Camila to know.
Camila dropped the situation but stull wondered why he started getting these bruise marks. He pulled into the theatres, exiting he ran to her side and opened the door
"Thank you." She said kindly
"Shall we m'lady?." He held his hand up waiting for her to grab it
