Quarantined together | c.c & s.m

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Camila's POV

My sleep was... rough. I had very bad dreams... but I couldn't move... or I didn't want to. I knew Shawn had been holding me so I didn't dare to move, not wanting to scare him more. My eyes were open, I couldn't sleep again. I had silent tears running down my face, thinking back to everything I had read online. Why do people think like that about me? Because I did one thing wrong? Or am I just a horrible person?... Probably... I let out a quiet sigh, my body trembling a bit since I had been crying before. I closed my eyes again but the images from my dream and the twitter posts didn't leave my mind. 'Racist.' 'Niggamila', 'New song Racism ft. 6ix 9ine', 'Can't wait to tear my ears out when her surprise drops', 'Please only one pandemic at a time', 'She deserves the hate' 'Camila Cabello is racist'. I can't believe this... I unintentionally let out a loud sob, waking Shawn up. "Baby..." he whispered next to my ear. He turned me so I was laying on my back instead of my side as he looked at me from the side, his hand on my cheek. "Mila... I love you, stop listening to what they say." "I can't... it's.... everywhere..." I whispered, looking everywhere but at Shawns eyes. "No... don't do that... look at me." he whispered, softly turning my head to look at him. I looked into his eyes hesitantly but only saw love in his eyes. Pure love. "I love you too." I finally said, placing my hands on his neck and pulling him down to kiss me. The only type of love I need. He gently laid down on top of me and placed his head on my stomach, after pulling up my shirt and placing a soft kiss on my bare stomach as his arms slung around my body. It gave me a feeling of... protection. Something I needed right now... something I always craved for... I never felt like this with Matt... I always thought it might come... but it never did. With Shawn the feeling was here right from the start.

"Are you hungry?" Shawn asked after some minutes. We hadn't been sleeping but we just... enjoyed the silence. "A little." it was already 5 pm and I only had a quick breakfast. "Then come, we can go and get something downstairs." he said, sitting up, pulling my shirt back down. I still had a question. "Shawn?" "Yeah?" he asked, turning back around. "Was... was that what you were all hiding from me?" "It was... your parents asked me to not tell you..." "But why did you do it? Why did you end up telling me?" I was confused now. "I noticed how you were getting suspicious. So I talked to them... reassuring them that I would be here for you and take care of you." he smiled "Thank you" I said nodding and smiling a bit. I understand that... they were looking out for me, they only want the best for me. I wasn't mad... maybe a little hurt... but that's it. I am a little hurt at my parents behavior but I am more hurt... a lot more hurt by the things I read.

We walked downstairs quietly. Everyone was sitting in the living room.My sister and our cousin, my parents and even our dogs. Eugene cam running to my feet and I picked him up, kissing him. I love them all. But my favorite is Thunder... I mean, it is Shawns favorite and we treat him like out child. I love seeing them together. I placed Eugene back down and walked over to Shawn after greeting my family. The greeted us back and went back to watching Tv or Netflix like my sister and our cousin. "What do you want?" "I am not too hungry" I told him. "Maybe only some cereal..." I said, seeing my favorite cereal in the cabin. "Alright. Then I'll eat cereal too." He smiled, taking out two bowls and I took out the milk from the fridge. We poured milk into our bowls and some cereal, placed the things back into the fridge before walking back upstairs but halfway up, he stopped me. "What about sitting outside?" I looked out, it was cloudy and not too hot and it looked like it would start to rain soon. But until then it would still take some time. "Yeah... we can do that... just let me put on some socks and a jacket" He nodded, continuing walking upstairs. We got changed and walked outside into our backyard. We sat down next to the pool and ate our cereal. We then sat outside talking a bit, taking my mind off things... off the hate. And it helped. I didn't think about the hate at all in that moment. We talk for apparently a long time as it suddenly began to rain. "Shoot..." Shawn said, standing up and pulling me up with him. "Come, quick." It started pouring really hard in only a few seconds, soaking us completely as we ran inside. "Oh god..." I groaned, feeling cold. "Come, let's get changed." we placed the things into the dishwasher, trying to get out of the kitchen before anyone would notice us. "Camila, I knew it." I heard my mama from the couch. "You two are gonna get sick" she scolded us. "Go and take a warm shower right now." she said sternly. We looked at each other, knowing exactly that we would shower together or... bath? "Mama? Can we use the tub?" I asked shyly, knowing she would know that we would get into the tub together. It was a little weird that she knew of course but... normal. "Alright Camila..." she said, looking at me warningly. I just rolled my eyes, taking Shawns hand and pulling him upstairs into my room. "Soo, we're bathing together?" he asked smirking. "Sure." I giggled, pulling out fresh clothes from my closet. Some shorts and a hoodie and underwear, no bra though. He pulled out a shirt, shorts and some Calvin Kleins. I feel like he only has Calvin Kleins but I love it. We took his speaker with us and walked over to our big bathroom with the tub. We placed our new clothes on the counter and stripped our wet clothes off, putting them into the dirty clothes basket. Shawn chose some calm music and we got into the tub together. He sat behind me, pulling me onto his lap and holding me close. He touched me softly, his hands gliding down my arms, my stomach and my sides down to my thighs. He kissed my shoulder gently as the warm water wrapped around my body. "I love you baby" He whispered once again. It's crazy how a day that stared so bad, turned out to be this... calm and sweet. Of course we did have sex sometimes in the tub but not today... today was not the right situation and he knew... he didn't even try, he just loved me and held me close. I felt his calloused fingers trace my left arm , up to the scars I had near my elbow. "Please don't ever do that again, baby.... promise...." he whispered sadly into my ear, kissing my shoulder. I couldn't promise. I hated that I couldn't promise him this... but he needed an answer. "Okay" he just kissed me again, continuing to trace my arms softly.

"Are you still feeling cold?" he asked, rubbing my sides softly. "A little.. you?" "No, I'm not... should we get out then and get into bed so you don't get sick?" "Yeah, I'd like that." I said softly. We got out of the tub and he dried me, wrapping me in a towel. We got dressed and walked into my bedroom. Just when I wanted to finally settle into my bed, Shawn called me. "Mila, come and dry your hair. I don't want you to get sick." Just then I sneezed. Great. I got out of bed and walked over to him. He had my blowdryer in his hand, ready to start blowdrying my hair. "Here, sit down." He said, motioning to the toilet so I could sit down. He even had spread out a towel so I didn't have to sit on the cold toilet. I sat down with my back to him as he gently blow-dried my hair, his fingers gliding through my hair softly so he wouldn't pull it and accidentally hurting me. I was feeling a little cold, shivering, even though the hot air was was supposed to warm me a little. When he was done he turned the blowdryer off, feeling me I was done. "Thank you baby." I smiled, standing on my tippy toes and kissing him. "you're still cold, baby." "Yeah but its not too bad." I reassured him. His hair was still wet so I decided to dry his. "Sit down babe, I want to dry your hair now." I let him sit down where I had been sitting before and turned the blowdryer on, starting to dry his hair, my fingers gliding through his damp curls. He hummed happily at the contact, making me smile. "All done." I smiled at him. He turned around at stood up, kissing me. "Thanks baby" I put the blowdryer away and walked to bed with him. He made room for me and I laid down right next to him as he spooned me once again. "I love you." I whispered, kissing his hand which was intertwined with mine. "I love you too baby." he whispered back, kissing my head. I closed my eyes, hoping to fall into a calm sleep. But unfortunately that wasn't the case.... hate comments coming back into my mind... once again, dragging me down again.

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It was calm... until it wasn't