Cause it blows

Part 22

Y/Ns POV

Here we were sitting in a holding cell together down at the station. We've got 24 hours for someone to bail us out before the move and book us to an actual jail. Camila sat next to me with her head on my shoulder while i just kept my eye open for anything new happening. None of our parents have been contacted thankfully and all i can wish for is that Lauren would be faster with the bail. 3,500 dollar bail, we always had a box in the basement we'd each put 20 bucks in a day just in case one of us needed to be bailed out. There's about 5 thousand down there so i dont know what could be the hold up. And shes 18 so whats the problem.

But luckily after 5 more minutes of complaining in my head an officer came to our cell and started pulling out his keys. He opened the door and me and Camila stood up.

"Your lucky, no one is pressing charges. You guys better get home before you get into some more trouble''  He said and we nodded and started walking out.

"See you soon" I whispered to myself before going to the front of the building where Lauren was waiting.

"Took you long enough" I shoved her once i was in front of her.

"Well im not the ones who got arrested" We walked out and for some reason she was driving my car. I got in along with everyone else and i drove Lauren home and Camila to her house. We parked in her driveway but didnt get out.

"I think they know. They know everything, ive never been that in trouble before" She bounced her legs and all i could think about is if her parents make her stop seeing me because im a bad influence.

"Ill go in with you'' I got out quickly and slightly limped to the other side of the car and opened the door for her. I grabbed her hand and walked her to the front door. I knocked and waited for an answer. While i did i looked at the spot in Camilas front yard that i almost died at. Her parents havent seen me since all that.

"Both of you, in now" Her dad said catching me off guard and we both walked inside and sat on the sofa. Her parents stood in front of us with their arms crossed and a straight face. "I am so...." Her paused.

"Man fuck thi- PROUD OF YOU" Her cut me off and caught me off guard again.

''What?" Me and Camila said at the same time.

"You stood up for yourself!" Damn the school must have contacted them. Her dad and mom kept praising her while i just sat there in shock. "And you" Her dad smacked my ribs and i hid the slight pain with a smile. "You stood up for my baby! I like you even more now"

"You liked me in the first place?" I asked lowly and her mom nodded. 

"Well not to be a buzz kill but we have to travel for some business. About a week, if you need more money call" They grabbed their suitcases that were next to the door and walked right out. Me and Camila stood up from the sofa and watched them drive off from the window. Once they were gone Camila pounced on me and locked our lips. I picked her up and walked to the kitchen to put her on the counter. I lifted her shirt over her head and started unbuttoning her jeans. She pulled my shirt off too but we were cut off when Camila jumped at a loud knock coming from the door. She walked towards the door while putting her shirt back on and looked out the window.

''Shawn?" I heard her sat and i quickly made my way behind her. I stared at him from behind Camila and tilted my head. "Can i help you?'' My girl asked Shawn but he didnt say anything. I put my shirt back on and stepped in front of Camila. I took the flowers from Shawns hands and started reading what the tags said.

"Let me make you happy, between us? The fuck does that even mean" I ripped the tag off, licked it and stuck it on his forehead. Her smacked it off and looked at me angrily. I always made him mad and it was fun. Handing the flowers to Camila i waved at Shawn before slamming the door shut in his face.

"You know" Camila started and she got my attention. She started taking her shirt back off and all i could do was lick my lips at the sight. "We should record ourselves" She walked closer to me with a smirk and glowing brown eyes. ''So i can watch it and touch myself whenever im missing you" She bit her lip at me and started pushing my sweats down. The vibrations of her voice went straight through my body and right to my dick. Her hand made its way into my boxers and right onto my length. Then she snatched her hand away and i missed her touch but next she pulled me out my boxers and my cock sprung up.

''Be back" She said before running to the front of the living room and propping her whole up. She went onto the camera and hit the play button. With my dick still out i took my shirt off and kicked my shoes off. She smiled at me and the camera before finishing taking all her clothes off. She came back to me and dropped to her knees, she took my cock in her hand and pumped slowly a few times. I threw my head back at how good it felt. I looked back down at her and watched her mouth wrap around my tip. I tried my best not to just grab her head and fuck the shit out of her throat so i put my hand behind my back to stop me from anything. She sucked and licked on my tip while pumping the rest of my cock in her hand. I Bit my lip at the sight and kept watching as she pleased me. All of a sudden she let go of my cock with a pop and looked up at me with a smile. 

"Do it" She said and i looked at her confused. "Throat fuck me" I looked down at her but then shook my head no. "Pleasee? Come on i have no gag reflex, just do it" She smirked and so did i. I Grabbed her face and she looked up at me with a smile. I rubbed my finger over her bottom lip before grabbing her my her hair and making her take my dick in her mouth. At first i slowly let my cock reach the back of her throat and she definitely was right, no gags.

-not to be an asshole but i gotta skip-

That night when she insisted on recording i had to go home because Lauren needed help with out parents. Camila said she'd send me the video once she watched the full thing herself and that was fine with me. But now here i was with Lauren in my parents arguing with them.

''What was it this time Y/N!? Your always getting in trouble" My mom yelled at me from the kitchen while me and Lauren stood in the living room.

"They fuck are you talking about, i barely ever get in trouble. Fix your own fucking lives before you start commenting on mine" I said back and made my way upstairs. I laid in bed hoping that Camila would text me already but she hasnt since i left over two hours ago. I dont like calling first because i always feel like im bothering so instead i called my best friend. She went all famous on us and has been out and out every since.

"Yo Y/L/N" That was my best friend Melanie. Melanie Martinez.

"Yo Martinez, where ya at now" I asked her on facetime. She must have been on her tour bus since it was dark and looked like her bus.

"Uhm we are actually heading to Miami" She said excitedly.

''So your gonna come see me right" I asked and she nodded excitedly.

"Yes of course, i wanna go back to school and see everyone too, especially you green eyes" She winked at me playfully and i cringed. I seen a text message from Camila pop of and i pressed it quickly. "Damn you got hoes huh, putting me on pause and shit"

"No its my girl" I stopped talking and pressed the play button on the video. Watching the video turned me on and it was all because of her.

"You got a girl now? Oh shit i went all hollywood and you went all relationship. How rare man'' She said and i put my middle finger up at her. "No but seriously whats her name?"

"Her name is Camila,and we've already been to jail together" I laughed and so did she.

"True love man, but ill see you when we get there okay bye love you'' I waved and she hung up. I got a text message from Camila and she asked me who i was on the phone with. I looked around thinking she was here but she wasnt.

Me-How'd you know i was otp

Cami baby- you accidentally sent me a voice message while otp silly, whos coming?

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