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🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽‍♀️

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

          His hands lingered on mine so much longer than  necessary for a hand shake. I finally broke from his clearing my throat, his gaze was still on me. He directed them to Dylan pulling him in for a little bro hug. Even I could tell he didn't want to do it, he shoulders tensed and he face was broke out into a frown.

"I'm going to change." I announced pointing to my clothes behind me leaving them alone.

I emerged a minute later but neither of them were there. I figured they would be inside so I went back in.

My thoughts were confirmed, they were in the leaving room laughing and talking. Everyone except Dylan. One minute we're laughing, giggling and actually smiling. Then, his brother shows up and he freezes. Something us definately wrong.

"Camilla, aren't you going to say hi?" Mom asks noticing my quietness.

"We already met by the pool, I'll be in my room being grounded and all" I faked a smile.

"Grounded? That's good for me at least. I'll be here for at least a week which means you're stuck home and I can get to know you." I gave him a small nod keeping it at the back of my mind to figure out what he meant. I need to go check on Dylan.

I rushed up the stairs, standing at his door. I raised my hand to knock softly but they opened on their own.

I strode in surprising to see him doing push-ups on the floor. I gulp shamelessly checking him out. He was sweating and holy mother of everything sweet and good, the sight is drool worthy.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" He gets up, grabbing a towel and cleaning his face.

"Work out when I'm stressed" He says answering the question on my mind.

"Are you okay?" I ask tenderly.

"Yup. Peachy." He grins but I'm not convinced.

"Ever since Blake showed up, you've been acting all weird."

"No I haven't." He retorts.

"You have."

"I haven't."

"Yes you have, talk to me"

"It's stupid." He says taking a seat on the bed.

"I don't care, tell me."

I say in a demanding tone.

"Well, I kinda hate it when Blake comes around. My parents automatically forget I exist. You can check it out, we're supposed to be grounded but I bet if I walk out that door they wouldn't notice. Their star child is home" My face falls.

"That's not true."

"You haven't lived in your brother's shadow before. Whenever he's here, it's like I have to compete with him always for everything. He makes it a point to show me that everything I have can become his."

"That's not true."

"It is. He saw us together, I noticed the way he looked at you. As long as we're with each other, he'll definately go after you"

After his words, I remembered what Blake had said barely three minutes ago, something about us getting to know each other.

"I won't be surprised if you choose him anyways. I saw the way you looked at him too. It's obvious, he's better than me in every way possible" He says making me sad.

"Dylan...." I call out, cupping his cheeks.

"You're your own person, your brother isn't you and don't worry about him trying to get me because I'm no where ready to date anyone after Kyle." I tried to reassure him, it seemed to be working as his face softened.

"Forget about Blake for a second, we were in the middle of something before he interrupted us right?"

He licks his lips after the question.....



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