You were surprised the next day to see how popular you became the next day.

Currently you were being crowded with people and their children asking you to either take care of them while they take care of something or for you to fix or heal a problem that the baby had.

You tried your best to do what you could. But man, where was that one dude when you needed them.

You somehow managed to hide in between two walls.

You exhaled as you slouched against the wall you were leaning on.

"A little break can do no harm." You said to yourself, closing your eyes.

You open them back up and look outside and spot the one person you met the other day.

Your eyes widen as you grab hold of his arm. His eyes grew wide and screamed when you pulled him in between the walls.

You trapped him in between your arms as you stared at him.

He was just as pretty as you remembered him.

You felt him get uncomfortable and wriggled around.

Snapping out of thought you backed up a bit. "I'm sorry.." You said exhaling, it's been a long morning.

"I need your help." You said looking at his eyes. He stared at you with his lips slightly parted. He couldn't help but notice the little details on your face as you stared at him. He swallowed his spit, 'Man they're just as pretty as I remember them.' Camilo thought to himself staring into your eyes.

You opened your mouth but then closed it realizing you never got his name. "What's.. your name?" You asked as you continued to stare at him.

He was staring a bit too much and it was starting to make you uncomfortable as you stared at anything but him.

"Camilo..." He mumbled "Cam?" You repeated easing an eyebrow. It was an unusual name, but you weren't one to judge.

He blinked, returning back to reality hearing you call him a nickname.

He thought about debating on telling you his real name or to let you call him a nickname.

"That's not your name is it?" You asked, smiling a bit.

Camilo's eyes widened a bit as he looked at you, there goes his chance. "No" he shook his head grinning. "It's Camilo." He corrected you.

Your mouth formed the shape of an O. "Oh sorry about that then." You let out a nervous chuckle.

"Uh! Right I need your help.. if you're willing to help that is." You asked him.

"Of course," He said, holding out the last syllable as he held out his hand. He didn't know your name.

You looked down at the hand and then back at him getting the hint. "Y/N" You said, shaking his hand.

"When you said help out I didn't think you would mean this." Camilo said, trying to keep another baby happy as he tossed them in the air. "Well I'm sorry Prince Charming you clearly seemed happy to help out yesterday" You said bottle feeding a baby.

He gave you a playful glare. "We could start a whole business like this. How many baby's do we have?" He asked, looking over to you.

He stopped doing what he was doing. He watched you carefully hum to a baby putting them to sleep. He blushed and looked away when you looked up at him.

"I think we have..." You started to count the baby's. "Yup 11." You said, sighing.

"Holy moly!" Camilo said shocked looking over at the kids. Some were asleep, some were peacefully waiting in their cribs. And then there were those that were still crying.

You got up and walked past the makeshift cribs that you put together. They weren't the prettiest but they were sturdy.

Switching out babies you grabbed one that was still crying and tried to calm it down.

"I swear if it's like this everyday I will cry." You mumbled to yourself.

"Holy moly that's a lot of babies!" Someone said, you look over to see a girl about your age with tan skin and short brown hair that was right above her shoulders. 'Her hair was really curly.' You thought to yourself.

"Camilo are these..?" She said pointing at you and Camilo. Both of your faces went red. You looked the other direction, putting all of your attention to the lady who came to pick up her baby.

"What?!" Camilo's voice cracked, you let out a snort. "No! We're just taking care of them!" He said pointing over at you handing over a baby back to their mother as she thanked you.

You turned around seeing that the two were still arguing.

"Just wait until Abuela finds out you've been putting your kids up for adoption." The girl said, wiping a fake tear from her eyes. "Mirabel for the last time they aren't our kids! I just met them not even an hour ago!" Camilo yelled at his cousin.

"An hour? Being so disrespectful towards the one who birthed your kids." Mirabel said, crossing her arms. She was having fun with this.

Mirabel looked over at you and winked, it caused you to blush a bit, but you could tell what she meant. You got up with a baby in your arms.

"For real Camilo?" You said waking up to them. He looked over at you with a shocked expression. "First you tell me you wanted kids, then you proceeded to tell me to put them up for adoption without letting me have a say. And now you're telling this lady that these aren't our kids?" You said raising an eyebrow.

"Wha–" Camilo stuttered, raising up his arms in defense. "You know you've got some nerve." You and Mirabel said that at the same time. Surprised, yea ou and Mirabel looked at each other trying not to laugh but then burst out laughing.

You stopped laughing with wide eyes looking down at the baby that started to cry. "Aw don't cry now." You said walking away.

Mirabel stopped laughing, "They're a fun one." Mirabel said, looking over at his cousin.

He was looking at something with a soft expression. Mirabel followed his eyes looking over at what he was looking at.

"Oh I see." She said looking back over at Camilo with a smug look.

Camilo came back to reality looking at Mirabel's expression.

His face went red. He pouted playfully pushing Mirabel away. "Shut up." He said walking away.