arduous || l.r.h.

pt. 4

Camila huffed, twiddling her fingers around and tapping her foot. The music echoed throughout her house. She crossed her arms and walked off towards her backyard. Her eyes caught people kissing each other softly beside her pool.

"Hey Camila, right?" A boy behind her cheered, she spun around to see the boy who's friends with Luke.

"I'm sorry, who are you?" She frowned and scratched the back of her head. The boy with the dark hair sighed and shook his head.

"Luke's friend, Calum? I saw you in the car when you invited us to this party?" He huffed, lifting his hands in the air. "Nobody ever notices me." He stormed off, making Camila shake her head and turn to the group of people.

Becoming bored quickly, Camila groaned and went up to her bedroom. She sprawled out on the bed, playing with her bracelet in her hands, glancing at the image of her and her mother on her bedside table.

Her boyfriend, Simon, was really the one throwing this party. He wanted to throw it at her house seems as all he lives in an apartment by himself.

She felt herself ease off into a deep sleep, her hands draping off the side of her bed.

The door swung open, a tall body falling to the floor. Camila's body shot up, looking around her room to see nobody. The door was wide open. She swung her legs around the bed and stood up. Seeing the body laying down.

"Luke?" She whispered, kneeling down beside him and touching his cheek, "hey, Luke."

Luke's head shot up, noticing it was Camila and grunting. He rested his head on her palm and smiled softly. "Your room looks a lot different, Camila." He muttered.

"It has been a while since you've been in here, hasn't it?" She chuckled and pulled her palm away from his face, pushing the hair out of her face.

Luke got up, stretching his back and sitting at the end of Camila's bed. "It smells like honey and vanilla in here." He chuckled.

Camila awkwardly laughed, standing in front of him with her arms crossed, rocking on her feet.

"Don't be afraid, Cam" Cam. He never called her Cam. "Come sit with me."

She sat beside him softly, smiling up at him, the light from her window cascading his face.

"You know, I always thought you were very, very attractive, Cam." He smirked, his hand resting on her thigh, making goosebumps rise along her legs. Camila did drink a lot, her mind trying to stay in control. The long sleep didn't really help as she was still in a quite tipsy state.

"Thank you." She smiled. Luke turned to look at her closely, his face becoming extremely close. Without thinking about Simon partying down stairs, her lips attached to his quickly.

Their lips moulded as Luke placed his large hands on Camila's petite waste. Lowering her below him on the bed, Luke crawled over the top of her, their lips still in touch. Camila's hands ruffled through his hair as she wrapped her legs around his torso.

Luke tugged at the bottom of her shirt, pulling it off in an instant. He pulled away from the kiss to pull his own shirt off, then smashing their lips together once again.

Camila slipped her pants off, tugging at Luke's.

He stood up quickly, making Camila frown.

He smirked, pulling a small silver packet from his wallet.

"Always use protection, Cam."

Camila woke up to a massive headache, slowly leaning up out of bed to still hear music down stairs. Checking her clock, it was only 1:00am. She felt a presence beside her, making her turn. A gasp left her small soft lips as she saw Luke sprawled out beside her, small snores coming from him. He looked quite peaceful.

She then came to the realisation that she was butt naked, making her begin to panic. She lifted the blanket softly to see that Luke was as well.

"No no no no no." She whispered harshly. Looking around for her clothes.

"Camila I haven't seen you all ni- WHAT THE FUCK!" The door swung open to reveal Simon, a beer in hand, standing with anger.

Luke shot up quickly, looking around the room frantically. He turned to see Camila crying, holding the blanket around her, then back to some guy at the door looking at him furiously.

Shit, he had sex with Camila. The girl he despised. And obviously the guy at the door was her boyfriend.

The boy took long strides over to Luke, punching him square in the face. Camila screamed, not moving from her place.

Luke got up quickly, slipping all of his clothes on and rushing out the door as fast as he could. "Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend!" The boy yelled to him. Luke heard the faint yelling continue from inside Camila's room. "How could you do this to me Mila? Fuck!"

A loud crash, making Luke run even more. He spotted curly hair over the group of people and ran over to Ashton.

"We," he breathed, "have to go home. Like right now."

"No, stay for one more hour." Michael pouted, slipping in between Luke and Ashton smiling. "There's a lot of good looking women here."

"I fucked Camila." Luke spat in fear, "Camila. The girl I hate. The girl who has a boyfriend, who just punched me in the face."

The boys all looked at him with wide eyes, quickly heading for the door. Luke grabbed Calum quickly and they all began to push through the people to the front yard.

"Luke!" Someone screamed behind him. Luke turned to see Camila, fully clothed, running towards him. "Please let me talk to you!"

In anger, Luke stopped, letting the boys run out front to call a cab. "What do you want?" He spat.

She looked down at the floor and wiped her eyes. "I'm sorry, okay. I didn't mean for it to hap-"

"Neither did I." He yelled, "you have no idea how much I despise you Camila!" Her face softened and sadness spread across her face.

"I have never, ever, fucking liked you!" He roared, "you were a drunk fuck. And a big mistake!"

Camila began to look at the ground, wiping her eyes constantly.

"I never wanted to see you again! But here you come and we have sex, I get punched in the fucking eye!, and you annoy me all over again." Realising he's finished speaking he began to walk out the front.

"Luke, plea-" Camila began, sobbing softly.

"Leave me fucking alone." He spat.

Luke's kindness was quite arduous.