camila's pov
"babe, it's getting late, you sure you don't want to head home?" jack asked.
i turned my head so i was facing him on the couch. we were lying down together finishing the movie we were watching last week.
"yeah, you're right. i think i'm gonna go. thank you soo much for the frozen yogurt and today!" i smiled, kissing his lips.
"oh, wow, camila, i didn't know you wanted to rush into it like that, princess." he smirked.
i playfully pushed his chest as i walked to the door, and said goodbye again.
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"so, how was jack's house?" nate asked, taking a watermelon slice out of the fridge when i walked in.
i looked up and laughed.
"it was cool, we went to yogurtland and then watched a movie."
he said nothing, but raised his brows, giving me a look.
i shrugged it away and walked to my room, where i checked my phone for any messages.
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panties // j. johnson
Fanfiction"did you seriously take my panties? give them back!" he smirked and twirled the lace around his finger. "you want them, come get them, baby girl." ©all rights reserved (idea included) to homiegilinsky 2015 cover by @iamnateslilmama
