Just A Roomate [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 9

I sat up groggily as I looked over at Katie sleeping soundly next to me. Her tight blue dress clung to Her body and both of Her black wedges were still on her feet. Realizing I was still in the outfit from last night too, I stood from the bed and quietly tip toed over to my dresser.

As I was changing into my clothes, I couldn't help but wonder if Erin was still here. Actually, if I am to be honest, it's the first thing that popped into my conscious brain this morning. I was actually praying that she wasn't here.

Slipping off the black miniskirt and replacing it with my comfy grey shorts, I began to feel a little nervous about Erin possibly spending last night here, with Cameron, all alone. Of course Katie and I were still here but that didn't mean anything less could've happened.

I snuck a peek at Katie before I twisted the knob on the door, the squeaking sound it made making me cringe. Luckily the sound wasn't enough to wake the sleeping girl on my bed. I closed the door softly before walking out into the cold atmosphere of the apartment.

I started to shiver a bit, my body heat lacking to produce. Softly I walked to Cameron's bedroom door, anticipation and anxiousness flowing through my body like the ocean waters. I could feel my heart beat against my ribcage. It kind of bothered me, the fact that I am this anxious to see if Erins in Cameron's bed with him.

Successfully opening the door, I peeked in and I began to instantly settle. No girl was in bed with Cameron. It was Just him with his hair a wild, untamed mess. Just a shirtless sleeping boy.

I wanted to smile out of a sudden feeling of wicked satisfaction, But I didn't. Instead I turned my back to leave the heavenly bedroom, but got held back.

Cameron stirred in the bed before opening his eyes and looking at me. His head cocked to the side in what might be confusion and I smiled at him. His hands ran down the center of his face before traveling up to his temples, giving a small massage.

"Good morning?" I said but it came out more like a question. I could tell it wasn't going to be a good morning for Cameron, therefore I felt it was a bit innapropiate to say that right now.

He managed to lazily smile at me before his face contorted in pain. "Hold on, let me get something..." I told Cameron before stepping out into the hallway, headed for the kitchen. I grabbed the Tylenol from the counter, then a clear glass feeling it up with tap water.

Walking back into Cameron's room, the temperature was over bearingly hot. Cameron sat up slowly and I carefully handed him the glass of water and the Tylenol pill. He swallowed it down along with the full glass of water before burping and saying "Thank you."

"Welcome." I nodded before walking to his bedroom window and opening it. The cool breeze from outside was welcoming and refreshing at the same time.

"I'll just be out here." I walked towards the door planning to leave and check on Katie.

"Wait!" he screeched a bit. I could imagine how his throat felt from having to many drinks last night and swapping spit with Erin too. Just gross. My head tilted as if to ask what he wanted.

"Come here." he patted the open spot next to him on the bed after scooting over a bit. Hesitantly, I walked back over and sat next to him, waiting for any communication.

"I'm sorry." he barely got out.

"It's okay," I smiled, "I kind of over reacted I guess. I was just tired and annoyed. Just wanted to go home and sleep is all." I gave him one reassuring smile to make my words more believable. I wasn't mad at Cameron anymore like I was last night. Truth is, I can never stay mad at him like I wish I could.