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8.

Samantha's pov

Hayes invited me over so I just threw over a sweatshirt Hayes has given me. I put on my vans and say goodbye to my mom cooking lunch and my dad reading the paper.

I knock on front door and the door reveles a drunk Cameron. "H-hey Samantha" he slurs and laughs at the end. "Um could I come in"? I ask "s-sure" he laughs and hiccups.

"Aye"! Nash smiles his eyes bloodshot and a stumble in his walk. "Hi Nash where's Hay"- he cuts me off by kissing my cheek as I smell the scotch from his mouth.

"Y-your hot" he smirks eyeing me up and down. "Stop checking out my girl" hayes laughs but warns Nash from the stairs walking towards me. "Hey babe" he presses a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

"Let's go upstairs babe" he winks grabbing my hand as we walk up the stairs. "N-no funny busines" Cameron laughs drinking a bottle of Jack Daniels.

Walking into his room I see a Hookah pen on the side table and a joint dead on an ash tray. "Who are those"? I ask already knowing who's they are. "Mine but its our secret okay"? He asks breathing in the smoke.

"Okay" I say as he releases the smoke in beautiful shapes of smoke.

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-Sam