Don't like. Don't read. Camila G!P
*Not Proofread*
Y/N's POV
"What if she doesn't like me?" I asked my boyfriend, Carlos, as we drove to his house.
"She'll love you babe. Calm down." He chuckled keeping one hand on the steering wheel and grabbing my hand with his other.
"This is your mom we're talking about! I know you love her and that her opinion matters to you. So what if she doesn't approve of me?" I was beyond nervous.
Carlos and I have been dating for the last three months and I'm finally meeting his mother. Not only his mother but most of his family.
His mother scares me even when I haven't met her. She's a cop. A very good and respected cop.
"She will. Just relax." He smiled at me as we pulled into the driveway of his house. Cars lined up along the driveway and side of the road.
He leaned over and pecked my lips before getting out and opened the door for me. "Thanks babe." I smiled up at him as he intertwined our fingers.
We walked up the driveway and into the door. I could hear the chatter of people coming from around the house. The place was full with nothing but Mexicans and Cubans.
I held onto Carlos' hand as we walked into the kitchen, instantly I saw five girls standing there talking. A tall blonde, a short blonde, a dark skinned girl, a green eyed girl and a brunette who looked Carlos in a way.
"Hey Ma." Carlos smiled over at the brunette letting go of my hand and walked over to her. "Mijo! You made it." She smiled over at him, bringing him into a hug.
"I wouldn't miss a family reunion for the world." He laughed pulling away and looked at me, "I wanna introduce you someone to you." He smiled at me as he grabbed my hand and I stood beside him.
"Ma meet Y/N, my girlfriend. Babe meet Camila my mother." He introduced.
"It's lovely to meet you Miss. Cabello." I smiled at her holding my hand out.
She looked at me for a moment and I could see her eyes glancing down my body before looking back up at me.
"Well mannered. I like you. But please call me Camila and fair warning the family are huggers." She smiled at me before pulling me into a hug.
"Damn Carlos. I take back what I said. You do have game." The blonde laughed as I pulled away from Camila.
"Never doubt the Cabello charm." Carlos smirked wrapping his arm around my shoulder, "Anyway. That's my Aunt Dinah." He pointed to the blonde.
"Then my Aunt Normani." The dark skinned girl, "Aunt Lauren." Green eyes, "And my Aunt Ally." Short blonde.
"It's nice to finally put a face to everyone's name." I shyly smiled remembering all the stories Carlos has told me about them.
"Likewise. Every time Carlos came to visit, he wouldn't shut up about you." Lauren laughed and I couldn't help but notice her raspy voice. Damn.
"Good things I hope." I smiled up at my boyfriend since he was almost a foot taller then me. I wrapped my arms around his waist causing him to lean down and kiss my head.
"Of course. It was Y/N this, Y/N that." Ally giggled.
"Always going on about how cute you looked or how amazing you were." Normani laughed.
"Okay! Don't go embarrassing me." He hissed causing us to laugh.
"Oh you mean how you use to dance and sing to the Hannah Montana theme song when you were little?" Camila smirked over at causing me to giggle at his mortified face.
"Ma! Don't listen to her or any of them." He said to his mom before looking at me.
"No. No. She deserves to know the embarrassing side of you." Normani laughed.
"Yes. Please tell me more." I giggled before they started telling me embarrassing stories of Carlos.
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We all sat around on the couches that were outside and talked. Over the last hour and a half, I've came to realize that I was nervous for no reason. I met over half the family here, including his grandma.
"So, Y/N? Where are you from?" Ally asked taking a sip of her wine. Through out the whole time I've been here, Camila's been hardly keeping her eyes off me. I didn't say anything and just ignored it not knowing what she was really doing.
I cleared my throat before speaking, "Originally from Canada. But I moved here to Miami to live with my aunt when I was fourteen." I answered scratching the back of my neck.
"Why the move?" Dinah asked tilting her head. I felt Carlos squeeze my thigh that rested innocently there to comfort me.
I leaned forward and grabbed my glass of wine and took a sip before answering, "My-uh- parents and I were involved in a car accident and they died because of it." I said swallowing the lump that formed in my throat.
"Oh. I'm so sorry babes." Lauren said with a sad tone. I could see the pity and the sympathy written on their faces. It's not something I want. It's all I've been getting since the accident.
"I'm going to the restroom. I'll be back." I mumbled kissing Carlos' check before standing up.
"Babe?" He asked concerned.
"I'm fine." I smiled weakly at him before walking back inside. I hurried and moved around everyone and made it to the upstairs bathroom.
Locking the door, I gripped the sink and looked myself in the mirror. I've tried for so long to forget that night.
I was thirteen and spent eight months in a coma because of it. That night still plays over and over in my head, all the blood and fire. I witnessed my own parents die in front of me.
And for what? Because someone couldn't except he lost to something he was doomed to lose to? He ruined my live because he didn't get what he wanted.
I splashed water on my face to cool myself down, I could hear the faint sound of the music coming from downstairs. I shook my head, I'm here for Carlos. Just breathe.
I let out a deep breath and opened the door and came face to face with Camila. "Sorry." I said, my accent slightly showing.
"It's fine. I was just checking on you. Are you alright?" She asked in soothing voice.
"Yeah. I'm fine." I told her.
She placed her hands on my shoulders, "When most people say they're fine. They really aren't. I know what it's like to lose a parent at a young age. It's not the easiest to cope with." She sadly said.
"Right. Your father. Carlos told me." I mumbled, she nodded with a small smile.
"Yeah. So if you ever need to talk to someone. I'm here. You're part of the family now." The brunette smiled showing her pearly white teeth, removing her hands from my shoulders.
For someone whose in her late thirties is very attractive and doesn't look a day over twenty-five.
I nodded and leaned over and kissed her cheek, her head turned slightly causing me to kiss really close to her lips.
I backed up and looked at her, "Thank you." I said softly. My eyes flickered down to her lips, they looked so soft and kissable.
I looked back up at her when I realized what I was doing. Only to see her eyes fixated on my lips, I subconsciously licked them causing her to looked back up at me.
"God. Did Carlos get lucky." She whispered, something told me that she wasn't suppose to say that out loud.
"What?" I blurted out, seeing her eyes darken slowly.
Camila slowly backed me up towards the wall beside the bathroom, my conscious was screaming for me to push her away. But my body was screaming to pull her closer.
"Carlos is so damn lucky he has you. You're extremely gorgeous, sexy and beautiful. Why do you have to be my sons girlfriend?" She whispered as she tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Miss. Cabello? What're you doing?" I asked barely above a whisper.
"Honestly? Trying to control myself. And I told you to call me Camila." She answered taking a deep breath.
Before either of us could say anything we the voice of Carlos. Her son. My boyfriend.
"Ma? You up here?" We heard, we quickly pulled apart just as he came around the corner.
"Oh. Everything okay?" He asked looking between us both.
"Yeah, Mijo. I was telling Y/N that if she needed anyone to talk to, that I was here." Camila smiled over at him running her fingers through her hair and I would lie and say it wasn't hot but it was.
"Thanks again Camila." I smiled over at her before walking over to Carlos and kissed his cheek. All while wondering what the fuck just happened?
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"See? She or my family wasn't that bad, were they?" Carlos asked as we sat in front of my family's house. It was funny how we lived forty minutes apart but we only met in college in New York.
"No. It went better then I thought. But you know me and my anxiety." I smiled as he grabbed my hands into his.
"I know." He said bringing my hands to his lips and kissing them, "I'll see you tomorrow?" The brunette asked hopeful.
"Of course." I answered with a smile.
"Alright." Carlos lent over and attached his lips to mine. I smiled slightly as I kissed him back. But what happened today earlier with his mom flashed through my mind, how close she was. How I felt the urge to kiss her. How I wanted her to make some sort of a move, more then what she did.
I slowly pulled away from Carlos and smiled at him, "I'll see you tomorrow babe."
He nodded as I opened the car door and got out. Shutting the door, I walked up the walkway, towards the front door.
I waved at Carlos before walking in and hearing him drive away.
Leaning against the door, I whispered; "What have I gotten myself into?"
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Some say a runners high is a myth. Some say it isn't. When you have so much on your mind. It isn't.
I could the leaves crunch under my feet as I ran the trail through up the hill. Few trees and rocks lined the way. The sun just starting to rise.
The trail was five miles, I remember when I was a kid and I could barely run a mile. But my father working out always intrigued me, I wanted to be like him. So I had him teach me how to workout.
My running slowed down when I reached the top, I stopped at the edge and looked over the city of Miami.
I opened my water bottle and started drinking as I tried to control my breathing. Watching the rising sun light up Miami was a beautiful sight from this height.
I sat down on one of the few benches and let myself rest before I walked it back down.
There was a light breeze causing it to cool down my burning skin, I internally thanked myself to wear a sports bra and shorts. Instead of the tank top, jacket and tights I usually wear.
As breathing started to finally even out, a few deep breathes here and there. I heard someone coming up the trail.
I looked over and saw a familiar brunette running up, she looked lost in her own world as she listened to whatever she was with her earbuds.
Just as she reached the top, she looked up and locked eyes with me. Just as quick as the smirk appeared it left like she didn't want me to see it. But I saw because my eyes were locked on her face.
"Y/N. Hey." She smiled as she took her earbuds out and stopped at the other end of the bench.
"Hey Camila." I smiled at her, watching as she took a drink from her water battle. I couldn't help but watch how her plump full lips wrap around the mouth of the bottle.
"Beautiful morning for a run, isn't it?" She asked when she stopped drinking and looked over at the view.
I cleared my throat, "Uh yeah. It's amazing." I answered looking over at the city again. I felt the bench shift, I looked over and saw her sitting there already looking at me.
She leaned over and tucked a loose strand of hair, that fell from my ponytail, behind my ear.
We just sat there and stared at each other, my eyes shifting between hers. Her chocolate eyes being so memorizing to get lost in.
I watched as she slowly leaned in till I felt her breath on my lips, it felt intoxicating. My eyelids fluttered at the feeling, her eyes trained on my lips.
"We should get back down before the runners and hikers start getting up here." She spoke softly as she pulled back, "I passed a few on my way up here."
I breathed in deeply before nodding before the both of us stood and started walking down.
What the hell is going on with my life now?
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A/N: I wasn't planing on updating but tonight was the AMAs and I wanted to say how Camila looked amazing and how her performance was. HoLy ShIt! Camila looked like a whole damn meal!👅💦
Also; how fucking cute are her and her father!? I Stan a queen who lives her family😭
Though I don't like Taylor, some of her music is dope and her and Camila actually really cute here.🙃
Lastly; This! "Adorable" Bitch where?! I hope the fuck not the "couple" is OK!🤬 And he better not be with her on the next red carpet!😤 No offense to anyone who actually likes him. I just really don't. That's just my opinion.💁🏻♀️ If she's happy and he treats good then so be it. But doesn't mean I gotta like him completely but I'll do it for her.