Used To This

~What Do I Do To Save My Father?~

Camila's P.O.V.

The last time that I was here in Toronto, it wasn’t much of a great experience. I was so new in being a secretary and was so overloaded with work because at that time, the only thing that my boss was doing is purely about work. He had been apparently been falsely accused of something so aggravating so when the title of CEO had been passed on him he made sure to prove to everyone that what they were accusing him off wasn’t true.

I didn’t have the time to travel around that much, we stayed here only for a day and sometimes we would be back immediately to Los Angeles for more work. He was so stressed then from all the meeting and plan formulation he had then, there were so many new car designs and features that had presented to the market. If my boss was that stressed then I was just as stressed as he is because I have no idea really on how I should rest when I see my boss working so hard.

We would always be together but purely talk one or two sentences only about work, we have never really been to a trip together where we cared for each other this much. There were no any form of bond then but at this moment I feel so connected with him, for him to bring me to his past high school I felt like I was someone who holds a special value to him. He took me there and there were no other words and thoughts that I could do to explain how much I really felt so good that he was able to respect me and ask what we were.

Honestly I have no idea what we were, I was so confused and doubtful not because I was worried that his words were false, that is playboy ways might be running again or so. But I was doubtful because I was worried of myself, I was worried that I might only get hurt in the end because of my own decisions, because I was so stupid then and then I had Skyler. I didn’t want to be stupid again when it comes to love but I couldn’t just let Shawn be, I don’t want him to go, I want him to be apart from me.

I choose to stay with him and maybe this is the right thing…

"Are you ready to leave?”

I turned around to see Shawn busy fixing some of our bags, he was dressed casually in which I get to get used to now unlike before. Seeing him in his casual wear felt more than normal for me than seeing him always wearing all those uncomfortable suits, his hair now casually just falls down unlike what he had 5 years ago. It seems like he’s enjoying having his long hair falling on his face but there’s no doubt that he really is handsome and looked so hot and matured with that king of look.

"I think I’m going to miss Toronto, I’ve never felt so sad leaving this place until you bought me here everywhere yesterday. This place looks so wonderful”

I made my way back inside the room, the cold air no longer touching my skin as I closed the sliding window. Shawn stood up from the bed, where he’s at this moment and met me halfway, we were just standing there while facing each other with soft smiles on our faces.

Shawn pulled me close gently, his hands resting on the back of my hips letting me rest my head on his chest as he softly swayed us both together as if we were dancing. I chuckled but wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him as we did our small happy time. Just both of us in each other’s arms and smiling brightly like innocent little children.

"If I ask you to stay here with me, to live here with me would you choose me?” His soft voice calmed me down as well as the vibrations on his chest, his question however was what caught me so much off guard.

I pulled away from the hug, my grip softly loosening around him as I gave him a surprised and confused look. Of all the questions there is in this world I can’t seem to understand why he asked me something like that. Of course I was so shocked because the topic of moving in with him doesn’t feel that much appropriate and right for me.