His Baby’s Mama

Camila’s POV

Closing my eyes tight, I held tightly onto his shirt for my dear life. The scent of his cologne hit my nose afterwards and 1let out a small sigh, inhaling his nice scent. He smelled so nice. And his chest was hard like a brick wall but warm and I couldn’t help but snuggle into him more. The roller coaster that we were on didn’t had the safety thingy that separates us. There was only a seat for two people in a row and a seat belt you have to strap on to be safe. So you could easily reach over to the next person. I suddenly began to calm down a bit but I refused to move away from him. I’m too scared. I wasn’t gonna move until the ride was over but that changed when realization hit me.

“What the hell are you doing Camila?!!!” I screamed in my head when I had realize that I was snuggling into him. Shit! I squirm, thinking of what I’say when I pull away from him. Okay Camila! You’ve got this. Just pull away then pretend like nothing happened. Yes, that’l work. Taking a deep breath, I counted to three before I proceed to pull my head away from his chest but as I was pulling my head away, a hand suddenly came to my head and gently pressed it against Damon’s chest.. gain.

“It’s okay. You can stay like this. if you’re that scared” I heard Doman said after my face was buried in his chest again and my heart suddenly sped up.

I held my breath, trying to stay calm but his stupid cologne, that I happened to like, and his warm chest wasn’t helping at all. And his freaking hands were still on my head but then time, it was playing a little with my hair that cause me to relax a little but tensed because we were this close to each other.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I couldn’t wait for this ride to be over. I just couldn’t wait to be away from this handsome demon. He was making me feel so uncomfortable and I hated the way he made me feel! He made my heart beat faster by every passing second, he made my cheeks redder than a tomato and he made me feel so nervous to be around him.

Calm the hell down Camila! It’s okay you are okay. You are not gonna die so calm down and take deep breaths. The ride is almost over’I told myself, taking in a few feet breaths that I happened to blew out on Damon’s shirt and he tensed a little. The ride went on for a few more minutes and finally it was over. Yes!

I was the first person to exit the ride since I didn’t waste time into pulling my head away from his chest then un-strap my seat, as quickly as possible, and exit the ride, still leaving Damon in his seat who was taking his time to unstrap his seat belt.

I tried to calm down but when he exit next and began walking over to me, my heart rate just sped up more and I tired to avoid him but couldn’t. Standing in front of me, he opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by a voice I missed. Even if it was just for a few minutes.

“Daddy! Ms. Davis!” Ethan shouted as he ran over to us, leaving Christina, who was struggling to walk in her ten inch heels, behind. Why did she wear heels to an amusement park?

“Did you guys had fun?!” Ethan asked, eager waiting for our reply and I only nodded my head and I felt my cheeks heat up. Damon on the other hand, responded with a yes and took ahold of Ethan’s hands. I looked away from then to a shadow that was approaching us and saw Christina smiling as she was also near us.

“Oh Damon! I miss you!” She cried, wrapping her hands around his arms.

“How was the ride?” Damon asked her, as he looked at her face and she sigh before looking down to Ethan.

“Well. it was fun I guess” Christina shrug then placed a kiss on his cheeks.

“What should we do now baby?” She asked him after and Damon opened his mouth to talk but Ethan interrupted.

“Can we get hot dogs dad? I’m hungry!” Ethan plead and Damon just nodded his head while Christina send Ethan a little galre.

“Yes !! Come on then !!” Ethan shouted happily before he grabbed unto my hands then his father hands and pulled us both to a hot dog stand, that wasn’t too far from where we were, and left Christina in the back .

“Wait up for me!” We heard Christina shouted but Ethan ignore her as he continued to pull both his dad and I to the hot dog stand where we waited in the line for a few minutes before we could’ve ordered.

“What can I get you guys?” A female worker asked us.

“Can we get three hot dogs please!” Ethan ordered and the woman looked at him in awed before replying with a yes.

“Anything else?”

“And three cans of Pepsi” Damon added and the woman nodded her head before she went off to bring the stuff we ordered. We waited a few minutes before the woman came back with the stuff we ordered.

“And here you go'” she said passing one each to Damon, Ethan and I .

“Thank you!” Ethan said collecting his hot dog with a smile and the woman just smile, looking at him.

“What a cute son you guys have got” I heard her say and I almost choked on air. Son? Again with the’son’thing? Ugh!

“He’s not our son'” I said feeling a litle annoyed because everyone thinks that Ethan is my son and it’s getting a litle annoying. We don’t resembled that much.

“Oh really?” The woman asked, looking to Ethan then back at me with wide eyes and I replied to her with a yes. “Oh, I would’ve never knew if you hadn’t told me. You guys looked so alike” she said after and I looked for Ethan who was already looking at me. We don’t even look that alike. “Oh” and we left after that.

“Damon! Where were you guys?!” An annoying voice was suddenly heard and I already knew who it belonged too.

“Oh we went to buy hot dog. Where were you?” He responded to her question then asked with a confused expression of his face.

“I was looking for you guys. I thought you went to the other hot dog stand and also this shoe is killing my feet. Can you carry me?” She asked, battering her eyelash as she wrapped a hand around his arms again. Damon was about to respond but once again was interrupted by Ethan.

“Dad.. i don’t think. feel that good” Ethan said in a low voice that made him sound like he was suddenly sick and I began to panic immediately.

“What’s the matter Ethan? Does your head hurts? Your feet? Your worried arms? Don’t be afraid to tell me” I asked very, bending down to check his temperature.

“I-I feel-I think I’m going to vomit.” Ethan said and Damon pushed Christina away before reaching down to feel his temperature.

“You mean now?” I asked after what he had just said had registered in my brain. Ethan only nodded his head and Damon and I quickly took him to a public toilet before all of the content came out of his mouth.

He cried as the content came out of his mouth and into the toilet bowl and I was so scared and worried that I began to panic. Placing my hands on his back, I softly made circles with my hands.

“Shh! It’s okay” I said soothingly to him again while Damon was holding him up. I could also see that he was worried. Very worried. After he was done, I quickly left to buy a bottle of water while Damon stayed with him and

Christina was standing outside, squirming in disgust. I freaking hate her! As soon as I bought the water, I ran back to the toilet where Ethan and Damon were now standing out side. I quickly opened the bottle of water and carefully brought it to his mouth so he could rinse his mouth then he drank Some after.

“Do you feel better?” I asked, looking at him and he nodded his head. I Let out a sigh of relief before standing to my feet and saw that Damon was looking at me but he averted his eyes after as he bend down to carry Ethan in his arms.

Christina on the other hand was just glaring at me as if I did something wrong but I didn’t bother with her as I only followed Damon back to the car. We were leaving since Ethan wasn’t feeling well.

“I can hold him while you drive” I said to Damon and he nodded before he pass Ethan over to me. Christina then came into the car and sat in on the front seat before Damon started his car and drove. I was still worried about Ethan since he looked so quiet and a little pale. I hope he’s fine but I wanted to make sure.

“Ethan, are you sure your okay?” I asked him and he nodded his head before he snuggled into me.

“Ms Davis.” his soft, small voice began as he still had his head bury in my chest.

“Yes Ethan?”

“Are you worried about me?” He asked again but this time pulling away to look me in my eyes and there were curiously lingering in his eyes.

“Yes Ethan. I’m worried about you” I responded and saw him lips twitch into a little smile before he buried his head into my chest again. He went silent after that and I thought he was sleeping but then his small voice was heard once more.

“Thank you Ms. Davis”

“For what Ethan?” I asked, a little unsure what he was thanking me for.

“For worrying about me”

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