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🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽‍♀️

   🔞{The Bad Boy Wants Me}🔞
🥰Camilla's Pov🥰

       I tried not to put my emotions on my face but it was so hard especially when she's telling the truth. I did the only sane thing to do in a serious moment, I began to laugh as hard as I could.

"Girl, you're funny. Good luck with that." I patted her back. Hopefully, if she thought I didn't care about her exposing me, she won't try doing it. If she thought I had nothing to loose she might just let it go.

"Enjoy this night while it last, it'll be the last one you spend with my boyfriend." I winked at her, clicked my tone and walked out of the restroom. At the other side of the door, I placed my hand on chest trying to calm my breathing but it was hard .

"Oh my God, Camilla are you okay?" Kyle  rushed to me and held my hand. I squeezed it tightly allowing it to provide comfort. 

"Kyle can't find out, no one can. Oh shit!" I exclaim, having a mini panic attack. He took me away from the door ,raised my head so I could look at him and caress my cheeks softly.

"Babe, are you alright?" I shook my head with a light sob. The door knob clicked and Eva walked out of the restroom, her eyes immediately darted to the position we were in.

"Did you do this?" He asks, I hold his hand and shake my head .

"Not her fault." I speak up and she walks away briskly.

"Kyle am sorry." I whimper.

"Hey, it's okay. It's okay." He presses his lips against mine softly as we move together in unison, our tongues rolling off. He finally pulled away with a grin on his face.

"Let's not do this anymore, the fights and everything." I nodded my head immediately and he pulled me in for a hug. My breathing calmed down and I felt better immediately. I felt a pair of eyes watch us and from the corner of my eyes , I saw a figure that look like Dylan walk away.

"I need to go now, Mrs. Emerton might be looking for me, I'll definately call you when I get home." He pecked my lips softly before nodding in affirmation.

"I'll see you." I peck his cheeks and walk away. I sat on my chair with a full smile and Dylan was still on his phone. 

"Dylan..." I groan in frustration. He barely looks at me before going back to his phone. In annoyance, I reach over and grab it smiling like I won a prize.

"Give it back." His voice was hard and cold.

"No, you're acting like a jerk."I folded my arms again pouting my lips.

"Your rules, if you wanna have fun go meet your boyfriend, nice renuion though." His phone slipped from my grip and landed on the table, he reached over and got it.

"Grade -A- jerk." I cursed glaring at him. I paid attention to what was going on in the party but it seemed so boring, no offence to the children who would benefit from it. 

"Arggg." I groaned standing up to go take a walk or something. I wandered away in the night, I nearly froze at the temperature. 

Just then, someone placed a jacket over me. I turned back and it was Dylan. I tried to remove it but it forced it on me.

"Wear it, you might get cold."

"Oh yeah. I wouldn't want your parents to blame you for getting me sick." I rolled my eyes and I heard him grunt behind me.

"I'm here because I want to, not because of my parents." He spoke up seconds later.

"Are you done bring a jerk?" He scoffs.

"Yeah..." He mutters under his breath.

" How can someone switch from being a jerk, annoying, caring and sweet all at once?" I wonder feeling a little less cold......




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