Untold // C.D.

•chapter 46•

(Avery's POV)
After we got home, Cameron and I went to my room. I grabbed my phone and plugged it up.
We layed in my bed and cuddled, when my phone wouldn't stop buzzing. I reached over to get it.
My twitter feed was crazy.
I had 1 million followers?!
"I GOT A MILLION ON TWITTER!" I screamed.
"NO WAY IM SO PROUD!" He kissed my forehead.
We sat there as I scrolled through and discovered all the tags they made for me.
It was a nice feeling to know I was missed.
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"Aves wake up," Cameron whispered.
"What time is it?"
"Its 2:00 am. Let's go somewhere," he whispered.
"And where would we go"
"I dunno like a club," he shrugged.
"Cameron were teenagers,"
"They'll let us in. Now go get dressed," he winked.
He got up and went to his room and I got up. I walked over to my closet, and the light certainly woke me up. I grabbed a maroon skater skirt and a white crop top. I also put on my white converse.
I just threw my hair in a braid.
I put on some maskara and light pink lip gloss.
He came into my room, in skinny jeans and a bright blue tank top.
He smiled at me.
"You look beautiful," he said.
"You do too," I said.
"Let's go," he said and we left.
All the others had just spent the night. We probably should've just left a note, but they'll figure it out sooner or later.
We got in the car, and left.
Once we got there, cameron was right.
They did let us in.
The music was really loud and there were tons of bimbos dancing all over wasted guys.
"Let's go do shots!" He yelled over the music.
I smiled and followed him.
"Two please," he told the guy.
The guy gave us a light brown substance in two shot glasses.
Cameron took his as soon as we got it.
I hesitated a bit, then I downed it all.
It burned my throat all the way down, but it was statisfiying.
We took many more and I was super drunk.
He was only a little tipsy, from what I could tell.
"Weee shoouuuld gooo skinny dipping!" I slurred.
"Where would we do it?" He laughed.
"Yo grandmas house!" I raised my voice.
"Leeettsss gooo too mcdonnaalllddss! I'm boreed!" I whined.
"You can't go anywhere. Your so drunk!" He told me.
"Leets goooo and have an parrtty at the house!" I danced a little.
He just laughed. A guy walked by with a beer bottle.
"Ooh gimme gimme gimme gimme," I said like a five year old. I grabbed the bottle and chugged it.
"Fuck of!" He yelled, and grabbed the bottle.
I laughed. Cameron took my hand and we went outside.
We sat in the grass, and we talked. I can't remember what tho. The rest was just a blur.
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(Cameron's POV)
Avery was really drunk.
I could tell it was her first time drinking. I was only tipsy because I have drank many times before.
We sat down and talked about what she did in new York.
She collapsed and fell into my lap.
"I reaallly wannaaa goo skiinnyy dipping," she slured.
"There's no pool though," I ran my fingers though her hair.
"Thheeeres a hottell over there!" She pointed across the road.
"Its probably filled with middle schoolers. Plus we probably couldn't get in," I told her.
"Then let's goo too the maansion! We have a pooool!"
"The others could wake up"
"Pooey," she pouted.
She sat up and rammed her lips into mine.
We haven't done that in a while.
The kiss was slow and passionate. But, I parted our lips. She was drunk.
"Your a realllly goood kisser," she giggled like a 13 year old. I blushed.
"And your pretty!" I said, mocking her tone.
I could tell the alcohol was slowly taking affect on me.
"Let's go baack in, and wee shhouuld danncce!" She started to dance a little.
I smiled at her and helped her up. We went in and we dance.
It was a new level with avery.
Definitely different side of her.
"I loovvee you! Yoourr soo hoot!" She slurred.
"I loovee you too!" I slurred back.
"Let's go do more shots!" She yelled.
"No. You don't need anymore!" I scolded.
"Let's go up to the bedrooms!" She winked.
"I'm tired," she added.
"There are no bedrooms," I laughed at her.
"Then let's gooo hoomee!" She slured.
"We can't drive," I reminded her.
"Oh come on don't be such a pussy!"
"No," I said sternly.
"Then let's go sleep in the car!" She said.
It wasn't a bad idea.
We left and went into the very back of my pickup. I grabbed some pillows and the blanket that I always keep in my truck. We fell asleep under the stars. The last thing I heard her mumble was
"I love you," before I feel asleep myself.