Behind The Camera

Chapter Nine

I stood up and followed Simon into a bedroom, thankful that we didn't have to strip off in front of everyone.

"You little shit!" I said as soon as he closed the door.

"Are you telling me you don't want to see me without a shirt?" He replied with a knowing look.

I didn't answer out loud. Of course I wasn't complaining about that part but I also had to get rid of my clothes and I was suddenly the most self conscious I've ever been.

"I'll turn away while you get changed if you'd prefer, but I did pick you for a reason." He added and I had to do everything in my power to not let my jaw hit the floor at his comment.

"Let's just get on with it." I said as I felt a wave of confidence rush over me.

I tugged my t-shirt over my head and passed it to him.

He stood there, obviously a bit shocked that I hadn't asked him to turn away, and I noticed his eyes quicky dart down my body before taking his own shirt off and handing it to me.

I was relieved that I had worn a nice set of underwear today because there is no way I would have let him look at me if I hadn't.

I pulled his white shirt on over my head and let it fall down against my body, breathing in the delicious cologne that lingered on it.

Simon had pulled his trackpants off and passed them to me, so I took my shorts off, thankful that his shirt was long enough that he couldn't really see anything.

I was definitely getting the better end of the deal, his clothes were comfortable and covered my body whereas my clothes on him was a sight to see.

The shirt, which was slightly oversized on me, hugged his tall frame and the shorts couldn't zip up the whole way and were very short on him. I handed him my cardigan so he could tie it around his waist and hide the unzipped part of the shorts.

"Thanks." He said as he finished tying it and looked at himself in the mirror.

"I've never looked better." He said with a grin before he turned to look at me in his clothes, his gaze making it's way up my body and resting on my face as he stepped closer.

"How do you pull that off so well?" He asked reaching out, his fingertips playing with a strand of my hair.

I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and tried to stop myself getting caught up in the moment while he was wearing my clothes and looking absolutely ridiculous.

"Come on, let's go back out and see what everyone else thinks." He said dropping my hair and taking my hand instead.

I was very much aware of the fact that he was still holding my hand when we walked back into the circle to cheers and a few wolf whistles.

We sat back in the circle next to Harry and Lexi and I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed as I was wedged in between Simon and Harry.

I couldn't bring myself to even look in Harry's direction after the kiss with Lexi so I went straight back to my drink and let myself enjoy the feeling of Simon's arm occasionally resting around me, and the sweet smell of his cologne, still on the shirt that I was wearing.

After completing a few more mild dares the game started to wind down and quite a few people left. I found that I'd once again had far too much to drink and the room was starting to spin.

Simon had gone to the kitchen with Ethan and Jj and I was left on my own.

I sat down on a couch in the corner of the room and was having trouble keeping my head up when Harry came and sat next to me, Lexi nowhere in sight, not that my vision could be trusted at the moment.