Take You Back [ Camila/You ]

Chapter 19

Austin's POV

In the gas station parking lot, I was waiting for Dinah when I glanced at my phone.

Saturday, 6:30 pm.

What the fuck does this bitch want?

Out of nowhere, I noticed her sprinting in my direction.

"Okay, Mahone. I don't have time—"

"Well, I fucking don't as well. I have a date with Camila at 7 fucking 30. I am skipping a good party for this, Dinah. What do you want?" I spoke as I leaned onto my car, crossing my arms.

"Exactly. Let's just you know, enjoy the party for a while? This is the last time that Healy will throw his party. This can wait."

"What the fuck you mean wait?" I untangled my arms and walked towards her. "Since our last conversation, something has been seriously wrong with you."

"No! No. Of course not. It's just um we want to be with Camila for this day, you know? I uh, we want to enjoy this day together. Us friends cause you know, Mani started hanging out with us again and all that."

Sure. Dinah, you cannot persuade even the most dimwitted student at school with that shakiness.

"Really? Tell me the truth. You really don't want me to have sex with her, don't you?" I asked, but no words were ever spoken back.

"But when I asked you last time, I assumed you had 'no problem'." Now, in an attempt to chill her, I whispered in her ears.

"I just realized Camila is not yet prepared for that. She is not open to that yet, okay? She never even brings up the subject of sex with us." Dinah replied.

"Hmm. How about this, Camila and I go on a date, but I won't have sex with her. Just pure date, me and her."

After a minute of silence, Dinah nodded her head and said, "That is okay. That's fine with me."

"Good. Then we have a deal. Now get out of here, you are wasting my time."

I smirked and got into my car as Dinah immediately fled once more.

After about forty minutes, I am now outside Camila's house. I was going to honk my car when I caught a glimpse of Dinah and Camila outside the window.

Dinah parted Camila's hair from the back and zipped her top up. With her right hand fumbling with the zipper, Dinah's face was dangerously close to Camila's neck, as if she was trying to smell Camila's skin. After that, Dinah gently moved her left hand up and down on Camila's waist, as though Camila's curve was precisely molded into her palm.

I fucking knew. This bitch is a dyke.

Camila gave Dinah a slightly uneasy smile before leaving her on the window. Dinah gazed out the window, and her eyes grew wide as she noticed my disdainful gaze.

I thought she was running down quickly because she left the window right away, but I signaled my presence by honking my car before she could do anything.

Camila emerged as the door opened, followed by Normani, Ally, and now a clumsy Dinah.

"Ready for the date?" With my most charming smile, I opened the door for her.

While Ally looked at Camila like a proud mother, Normani smiled at me with a tight lip.

"Where are we going?" She asked as she kissed my cheek.