First week of rehearsals went alright. I'm not that great of a dancer and to keep up with all these professional dancers was impossible.
Somehow we were trying to make it work and they weren't going to be on stage for every single song so that was a relief too.
"Mila, I just talked to my brother he told me the babies were fine and he send me another picture and told me to show you," Evan said as he approached me with his phone in his hands.
I stared at the screen and grinned, seeing my siblings on the picture.
"He also asked for you to suggest some names since both of them have a hard time agreeing on names for the three," he told me.
"I will definitely think about it. I already have a few in mind," I smiled before Antonio, my choreographer called everyone back to continue rehearsing.
The next week literally flew by and I hardly saw Shawn since he was with his crew in the recording studio all day everyday and I was rehearsing all day everyday.
I was at home, packing some stuff for tour when my doorbell rung.
I ran down the stairs and looked through the window to see who it was.
"Albert! Helen! What brings you guys here?" I asked, opening the door for my neighbors. "We heard you were going on tour tomorrow so I baked some cookies," Helen smiled, widely and handed me the plate.
"Thanks! Do you guys want to come in?" I asked, politely.
"No dear, we were going to visit our daughter now and just wanted to stop by. We hope you're going to have a great time and tell us when you're back, will ya?" Albert said.
"Of course, thanks again," I hugged them briefly and said goodbye to them before closing the door as they had turned around to leave my property.
I stuffed a cookie in my mouth and went back upstairs to finish packing.
About two hours later I was done and I decided to go for a swim in my pool. I changed into a white bikini with gold details and went downstairs with a towel under my arm, my wireless box in my hand and my phone in the other.
I put some music on and got into the heated pool.
Suddenly the door bell rung again and I jumped out running to the door and opening it without looking because it does take a little to go from the pool to the front door.
"Oh, hey," I blushed, crossing my arms over my chest to cover myself up a little.
"I just...I was going to spend the rest of the day...with you. Before you leave," Shawn said his eyes wandering everywhere before they met mine.
"Well, I was at the pool. Obviously," I told him and let him inside before closing the door.
"I'll join you then," he said, getting upstairs since he had a pair of swimming trunks in my closet. I went back outside and got into the pool, waiting for Shawn.
"MILA!"
"Yea?" I yelled as I heard him yell my name from upstairs.
"YOU GOT A SWING OVER THE BALL PIT? HOW DO YOU EVEN GET ON THIS THING?" He asked and shortly after, appeared on the balcony.
"There is this thing on the side where you can jump on and then you take the rope and it'll get you to the swing!"
"You're insane you know that right?"
I laughed, "I'm awesome. I know."
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I ducked Shawn's head under the water and laughed as he suddenly grabbed my leg and tried to pull me under, too.
I struggled to keep myself over the surface and succeeded as I accidentally kicked him with my foot. He came up and groaned and I saw him holding his manly parts.
I tried not to laugh at him but I just had to. I burst out laughing while backing away so he couldn't try anything.
"Are you seriously laughing at me?" he asked, raising his eyebrow at me.
"Maybe," I challenged him, not taking my eyes away from his.
"That is not very nice of you, then, is it?" he said, swimming towards me which only lead to me backing away. I feel like this is going to be very cliché and I'm loving every second of it.
He had me fully pressed against the edge now and he placed his hands on the concrete to keep himself up and to trap me against the wall.
I had to hold onto him for support as well and neither of us talked as he placed his right hand on my thigh before wrapping it around his waist. I did the same with the other leg as well and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"I don't want you to leave," he whispered.
"I don't want me to leave either."
But that's exactly what I had to do. So the next day at this exact time I was on a plane to Glasgow, Scotland already missing Shawn terribly but we spend the last hours together until I had to leave.
I've never been more excited than now.
"I have a surprise for you," Evan said from opposite me. I'm having a deja-vu from the last time my manager had a surprise while I was on a plane. Everything was so similar except that today was a year later and I was not going to be an opening act for someone.
"What is it?" I asked, sitting up straight to face Evan.
"Well, long story short. There's going to be a movie of this tour."
What?
"So there was this guy who talked with this guy and he talked to Derek who talked to Mark and they developed this concept of Jamila Carver: Behind The Scenes. So basically they said something along the lines of you being one of the only artists who loves to share stuff from behind the scenes every seconds of the day and you're one of the most followed people on Snapchat so after long discussions they decided to film a movie that involves around you doing what you always do. Show people what's up backstage and stuff. They will also be using Snapchats from around that time to put it in the movie and stuff."
"No freaking way! That's awesome!" I squealed happily.
Could life get any better right now? I don't think so.
However, I was proven wrong. The moment I landed in Glasgow I was welcomed by my lovely fans who were waiting for me outside the airport. I took some pictures with them before getting in a van that drove me straight to the hotel I was staying in.
I went to my room and changed into a pair of jeans and a sweater before meeting up with Evan and a few other people from my crew, including the person who was going to be the opening act for my European shows but let me keep that a secret for now.
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Sorry for the short chapter ♥
I love Camila's album soooooo damn much. It's amazing guys!

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