Opposites Attract - C.Dallas

24

Shorter chapter; sorry...

"Grh." I groan as I flutter my eyes open.

"And good morning to you too." A voice spoke.

"Who's that?" I ask shutting my eyes and rolled my body over so my back was on the mattress.

"Your sweet cheeks."

I slowly fluttered them open again and saw Cam.

"Morning sweet cheeks." I smile.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Sh*t." I groan has I slowly get up.

"I got you some nurofen and a glass of water. It's on your nightstand babe." Cam informed me.

"Thanks." I murmur.

I swallow the nurofen along with the water. I put the glass back down on the nightstand and I immediately smell a horrible, alcoholic stench. I move my head down and smell myself (sounds weird).

"Jesus Christ! I smell bad!" I scrunch my nose and stand up.

"You don't smell bad. You just smell of alcohol." Cam said.

"Thanks Mr Oblivious." I sarcastically say.

He chuckles in return.

It's definitely time for a shower.

*Cameron's P.O.V*
It was currently 2pm. We had finished cleaning the whole house apart from the glasses in the kitchen. We had no spare glasses what so ever. It was Ciara's turn to do the washing today.

I grabbed the first thing I could find and filled it up with water. I walked towards the living room to see Ciara watching something.

"Ciara, the kitchen is a tip!" I say as I take my first sip.

"Shh. Busy." Ciara wafts her hand and focused deeply into the programme.

"No your not. Your just watching that sh*t Dutch programme." I spoke my mind.

"First of all,it's a Swedish Programme. Secondly, Styckningen (Stick-ning-an is how I pronounce it) is not sh*t. It's a taut, psychological drama about weird sex murders." She backed her self up.

There was a short pause.

"One of my favourite type of murders in this programme." Ciara smirked whilst watching her programme.

"I think you might be addicted." I added, taking another sip.

"Just because I watched 26 episodes in three days and briefly considered on buying one of those sex toys, does not mean I'm addicted." She said with seriousness shown dominantly through her tone.

I chuckled at her consideration of buying a sex toy.

"Well either way, this place is falling apart. There weren't even enough clean cups." I say with a disgusted look as I looked behind to see the kitchen again.

Ciara looks up at me and then at the object I held in my hand.

"Is that my football trophy?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said as I got up.

"Couldn't use one of my own could I? Because there weren't any. Dumb f*ck" I whispered the last two words as I headed back into the kitchen.

"I heard that!" Ciara yelled.

How on earth did she hear that?! I was so silent!!

(If you know where that part is from, then high five!)

*Ciara's P.O.V*

Skip to Sunday

We heard footsteps from the door. The sound got closer and a figure walked in. It was Hugo.

"Hugo! Man, how you doing?" Jack asked and did one of them 'bro' hand shakes.

"I'm better man. I've got some exciting missions for you all." Hugo replied.

"Finally!" We all cheered.

He gave each one of us a hug. Ours wasn't awkward. I know he's changed because he seems more calm and less stressed. That's what I like to see. How ever, the look when your stressed is really hot on some boys. The easiest cure is to heavily make out. Well that's what I've been told..

The sound of my text tone distracted me. I reached for my phone in my pocket. I looked at my screen. It was a message from Dakota.

Dakota- Meet me outside Starbucks. I wanna talk. No buts or no's. It's important. See you in 10.

Me-Okay

I heavily sighed and made my way upstairs. I'm seriously not in the mood to meet her. I know what she wants to talk about...

*Caitlin's P.O.V*
We were all talking and laughing at the conversations we were all having. I then heard loud, quick pacing steps down the steps. I looked to see Ciara.

"Ciara. Where you going?" I asked as she was putting her shoes on.

"Meeting someone. Bye." She quickly said and ran out of the door.

I looked back at the guys with confusion written all over my face. Cameron's and Hugo's were the same.

"What's she doing?" Cameron mouthed.

I shrugged.

Where on earth did she go to??