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🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽‍♀️

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

           My mind drifts off to what we were doing before Blake interrupted us. Oh that's right, Dylan was right on the verge of kissing me or at least I think he was.

Either ways, I snap out of my thoughts looking at him.

"So Camilla....."

He smirks and seats properly on the bed.

"Stop goofing around and don't try to get me back or anything,go put on a shirt."

I chuckle nervously trying to change the topic.

"Why, don't you like the view?"

He flashes me a wink followed by a sly grin to which I roll my eyes again.

"Go put on your shirt, what if your parents come and see us or something?"

"Scardy cat."

He mocks, turns around to go find a shirt.

Just then, something caught my eyes on his desk. I tuck my hair behind my ears and pick it up.
Recognition flashes through my eyes. It was one of my ear rings, the other one was still in my house although it hot burnt alongside my other belongings, I couldn't grab it that night,I only took the hoodie because it meant more to me. I smiled remembering how it got a hold of it. It was the same way I got his hoodie which is still tucked away under my pillow.


My make up was a little too much for a high school party but that was one of the perks of "letting loose".

I chunked a whole glass of tequila requesting for more when Dylan Emerton walked in. Tonight he didn't go for a leather jacket or anything, he wore a grey hoodie. I smirked watching him closely as he walked in, the girls and guys crowding him. I averted my eyes going back to drinking. Why was I drinking? My mom and dad became extremely annoying with their regular trips.

I shoved it off thinking I would be used to it by now but I wasn't so I continued drinking.

"Pretty girl like you shouldn't be drinking alone."

I tucked my hair behind my ear and glanced at the direction where the sound came from. I stared at him carefully trying to recall if I knew him.

"I don't go to your school if that's what you're wondering." 

He chuckles lightly.

"Come on, have a drink with me."

The gets us another drink, we talk and laugh lightly afterwards until I felt myself getting a little tipsy. His hands were on my bare back and before I could protest, his lips were on mine.

"Brandon..." I trailed off trying to push him off softly, I was tipsy but not enough to make out with some stranger.

"Camilla!" Dylan yelled snapping me back to the present.


"Sorry, I signed off."

I said gulping. His eyes went to my hands,I was still holding the ear ring.

"Umm that belonged to someone I knew." 

Every instinct inside of me told me to ask further questions but I knew if I did,I would bring back old memories so I had to let it slide.

"Oh, I'll keep it back then."

I say and drop it at the exact same position. He had his shirt on and I smiled at him.

"If only he knew how much he meant to me, if only he remembered everything clearly and not just bits and pieces. Maybe someday Dylan Emerton, someday I'll be able to tell you everything. But not today."

I thought facing him with a smile plastered on my face.......




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