Your POV
Its been a week since i left the hospital and now I'm currently looking for my little book in my nightstand drawer
"Shit!" I screamed to myself
"Are you ok?" I heard a familiar voice and I looked t her with a smile
"I can't find my journal, Ari.. and Camila is leaving in a few days! I have to show her that!" Ariana chuckled and i playfully glared at her
Ariana said sorry to me and we talked closure. She said she started to take professional council for her Anorexia. I didn't even know she had one! How bad can I be.. anyway, she's been helping me everyday since Camila is always at rehearsals. Camila agreed but she said I can't fall back to my ex.
"What's in it?" Ariana asked
"Few lyrics. I want to collaborate with her.." i said shyly
Wait why am I shy?
"I don't know, you usually brag about your lyric-making skills" Ariana laughed which made me laugh too. I said it aloud huh
We both looked for it and we're disappointed because we couldn't find it wherever. I slumped down to the couch in our living room and so did Ariana.
I groaned because i hit my chest lightly and Ariana looked at me with worry
"Are you ok?" She asked and I nodded
"Tell me if you're not feeling well ok?" She asked and Stood up to get food i think
"Mmm ok" i laughed
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I woke up and saw myself at our room. I looked around feeling a weight in my arms and I saw Camila peacefully sleeping in my arms. I looked over to the nightstand and saw my journal there YEHEY
I opened it and saw some hand writing which i know is Camila's. Oh wow.. she saw it already.. i read the whole lyrics and smiled to myself.. she finished it
I made some few adjustments and decided to go to my little recording studio down stairs discreetly as possible not to wake Camila up.
I started to get the beat for my rap part and try to make an instrumental for it. This is not as easy as it seems. I took a piano, a guitar and my mix pad.
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Camila's POV
I tried shifting myself to hug y/n but when i tried to wrap my arms around her.
She's gone..
I tried not to get panic and went down, she's not in the living room, not in the kitchen, not in the basement.. wait
I went to the studio and saw her with a furrowed eyebrows while using the mixpad.
A few beat started over and over again, so she wants to produce this herself. When I saw her placed the arrow from the start I decided I should help her with it.. Few instrumental came
"Am I out of my head Am i Out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can i say it's complicated
No matter what you say
No matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good that you cant explain i what can I say
Its complicated "I sang with closed eyes. When i open them I saw y/n's jaw dropped which made me giggle
"Wanna grab a breakfast before doing all of it?" I asked and she chuckled
"I can make you your favorite" she said and i nodded excitedly which caused her to giggle
"Banana pancakes!!!" I jumped like a kid, I took her hand and started to walk and jump.
I really love her.. thank God she's ok.. we'll be ok..
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Bad Things (Camila Cabello/ YN (YOU) / Ariana Grande)
Fanfiction"I asked for their blessings, anyway. I've found out myself that I can't live without you. You know that of course. We may have those shitty fights, we may have those shitty times. But Baby, I can't and I'll never want to lose you. I know this isn't...