Run (Sequel to Broken Walls)// L.T. *AU* *On Hold*

•Chapter 4: Elucidate•

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-Jess x

Status: Edited

Cami 's P.O.V.

It's around eight in the morning, when the iPhone laid on the bookcase vibrates and falls onto my face. I groan at the stupidity for leaving it on vibrate, and run my hand across my nose to try and relieve the pain.

Sunlight is peaking through the glass balcony doors, revealing that indeed it is morning, and this is the latest I've woken up in a long time. It's a Saturday, but it's doubtful anyone would throw parties on campus.

Oh yeah, did I mention there is a balcony in each room? At least in our wing because our rooms are the last ones on our floor, all the way at the end.

We just have the best luck, don't we?

Light snores leave Luke's parted lips, his dirty blonde quiff now laid across his forehead, emitting fringe. He looks as if he's had a long night out with other boys, so I don't bother him, careful not to make a noise when I grab my clothes from the closet for the day. I make sure to grab my toiletry bag, since it wasn't unpacked yesterday. I plug my headphones into my phone and put them into my ears, putting on my most listened to playlist. 7/11 by Beyoncé begins to play, and immediately my hips begin to move to the beat. For some reason, I've always listened to music when getting ready on the weekends. It relaxes me and helps me get ready for the day quickly.

The door closes behind me with a quiet click and I quickly peer into Jacks room, both of the roommates already gone. When I pass by the kitchen counter, they've left a note saying they've gone for a jog and a coffee, and they'll be back in a few hours.

Once I get to the bathroom, I close the door behind me and begin to unpack my bag. Jack and Eliza's stuff is most likely in the other bathroom next to this one, thankfully so there is more space in this one. I line up my makeup, face wash, soap, conditioner, shampoo, and toothpaste on the left shelf next to the mirror, now leaving it non-vacant. There's another shelf on the right, but I leave that for Luke, knowing he needs space too.

In my hands is a black and white Ramones T-shirt , paired with light wash boyfriend skinny jeans. I've brought some undergarments with me too, can't forget to be cleanly.

I decide not to wet my hair today and take a shower tonight instead of now, and begin to lift my shirt over my head. I fold the shirt - a horrible habit of mine- before throwing it in the black laundry bin I had snuck in here yesterday. I do the same thing with my superman pajama pants and close the lid, making a self reminder to do laundry tomorrow.

Settle Down by The 1975 begins to play into the chorus and I do a small dance, blocking the world out around me. I reach down to take off my undergarment, and a small creak behind me stops me from doing so.

That golden dirty haired head begins to show in the mirror, his gaze locking with my eyes, and I yank my headphones out of my ears, suddenly darting toward the door. The door slams against my back and all I hear is a groan from the person on the other side. I'm breathing heavily, extremely exposed as to what just happened.

"Cam? What the hell?" I hear him ask, and I hear him bang one fist against the door. "I just want to brush my teeth, jeez."

"Yeah, I um-" I yell, hesitantly, biting my lip, trying to catch my words but failing. "You just- you startled me is all."

"I startled you?"

"Yes. Have you ever heard the term knocking?" I yell like it's obvious. My tone is so awkward, like I'm trying to avoid the conversation.