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"LIVING WITH HIM" EPISODE 25"


🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽‍♀️

   🔞{The Bad Boy Wants Me}🔞
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✍🏽 EPISODE TWENTY FIVE✍🏽
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🥰Camilla's Pov🥰


             I planned it to be a short kiss, nothing more than a peck on the lips actually, he raised his head slightly and I pressed my lips against his, kissing him passionately. As I did, memories flooded my brain. I couldn't stop and it seemed he felt the same way too,he raised me softly and I was on his laps wrapping my legs around he torso as he tried to deepen the kiss. It worked because seconds later he tongue was in me lips licking every each of me, I tried my best not to moan but it was almost too hard. Almost. I didn't know what it was, but something snapped me right back to reality. I pushed him off me and got off his laps, his eyes were on me like I was some prized possession, I looked away unable to keep his gaze. I walked back to where I sat before, took my seat and focussed on drinking, the rest of them were obviously surprised about what happened. They said nothing but it showed on their faces.
I promised myself that was the last round I was playing so zoning out of their conversation was a piece of cake. It was getting hot in there do I stood up to take a walk and clear my head on something. I heard footsteps coming towards me. I figured it was Kyle so I didn't bother looking back until I felt his breathe on my neck.

"Hello again Camilla." His alcohol breathe muttered. I couldn't forget it, I didn't.

"Miss me?" He asked and I gulped 

"Come on Camilla, it's been two years. Of course you miss me" He stated, I exhaled trying to calm myself but it was so hard.

"I saw you making out with Dylan, does he remember me too?" He asked, I stood transfixed still unable to move and he continued 

"You know Camilla, two years ago it was a party just like this. Come on, it has to bring some deja Vu." My breathe hitched realising he was right.

"Doesn't make it better with that shirt does it." I couldn't help it, I turned back immediately and was met face to face with the devil himself.

"What do you want." I was thankful my voice came and firm, there was nothing soft about it.

"What I want is simply, it's what I always wanted...." He trailed off like he was expecting me to know the answer or something.

"Well Camilla, what I want is you." He stated , I rolled my eyes glaring at him.

"You're a sociopath, stay the hell away from me." I threatened and walked away.

"What? Scared Dylan isn't here to save you."

"I am curious, did you guys hook up after what happened or doesn't he remember, he was drunk and it was really dark so I'm betting he forgot all about you the next day right?" He asked in a mocking tone, I couldn't retaliate because he was right. Dylan did forget about me.

"I'm right aren't I?" He chuckled and my heart bled.

"I have to go, see you later."

"Why didn't you ever tell anyone what happened that night, were you scared Camilla?" I couldn't keep my tears at Bay for much longer, I needed to get out of here fast.

"Or wait, that's a wrong question...are you scared of me Camilla?" He asked moving closer , a drop of tear rolled down my cheeks. Seems like the past does catch up to you after all.
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