Steps {Sequel to Patience} | Charlie Jones

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this is short, I'm sorry

~Charlie's P.O.V~

I was thankful to get away from Autumn, and the awkward ambiance, which unfortunately I created. I needed to get away from her, and my room was where I hid. Although it wasn't the most private of places, it was enough for me to think.
Unfortunately, knowing my luck, the boys were inside, lying on top of their beds topless, their six packs on show. To be honest, I'm surprised they weren't taking thousands of pictures, being the cocky, vain people they are. 
They stared at me as I walked through the door, and continued to stare as I made my  way to the bed. They didn't say a word, but I know they were judging me. 

"Anyone wanna shoot some hoops?" One of them spoke up, sitting up in his bed.

"Sure." His mate replied. They stood up and paced to the door, looking back at their other friend, waiting for him to come and join them.

"I'm just gonna stay here." He finally replied. I groaned inwardly. He was the one I despised the most, Cameron. The others were bearable, it was Cameron who was the cockiest out of the lot, the most vain, and the one I harboured the most hatred for. 
The other two left, leaving their tank tops on their beds, and slamming the door purposefully behind them.

"Man, I hate them." Cameron sighed, pulling himself up and tugging his black tank top over his head. 

"Why?" I asked curiously, my voice as quiet as a mouse, unsure of what direction Cameron's mood would turn. 

"Why?" He repeated, chuckling as he sat down on his bed. "What's to like about them?" He laughed, pointing to the door of which they previously exited from. "They're abnoxious, unfaithful, and complete dicks. I hate hanging around with them, that's the reason I stayed here." Cameron opened up. I was confused by him, out of them all, he seemed the most dominant, the leader of the group, but yet, the way he just opened up to me, he seemed helpless, like he didn't belong with them. 

I remained mute, still trying to understand what just happened.

"It's so good to finally get some peace. Like, you don't understand how much I hate taking my top of and taking selfies, I look like such a fucking tool." He sighed.

I inwardly laughed, he's not for real right now. I tried to remember the other two's names, but I couldn't. They meant nothing to me, and I actually couldn't care less. The only reason I remember Cameron's is because I hate him the most, so his name stuck out inparticular. 

"So anyway, why are you back here so early?" He asked. There was no way I was going to open up so easily to him. I didn't exactly want to talk to him, scared of what his actions may lead too.

"I went out with a girl, now I'm back here." I shrugged, basically telling him what happened, but not in as much detail.

"Wait like a date? Or you're in a relationship with this girl?" He asked, his American accent annoying me already, why was he so curious? Probably because there's a girl involved, one of which he hasn't slept with yet. 

"I wish." I scoffed. "I just treated her to breakfast." I smiled, wanting him to ditch this story, but I knew that was highly unlikely, he wanted to know everything, it's just the way his type was.

"Was this the girl you were with yesterday?" He asked, and now he had confused me. How did he see me yesterday with Autumn? I raised an eyebrow at him, a quizzical look plastered on my face. "Oh no, we saw you yesterday walking through the courtyard with a girl. She's gorgeous."

"Oh, it wasn't her." I replied, to quickly. I didn't like the way he spoke about Autumn, she was mine to speak about, I knew what she was really like, deep down. Her appearance didn't matter to me, although she was beautiful. She has a warming personality, and a caring heart, and that's what attracts me to her the most. 

"So you've pulled already?! Mate!" He cried out. I'd gotten myself into something now. I didn't like lying to people, but I didn't exactly want to tell the truth to Cameron. 
If I told her, it was in fact Autumn I treated to breakfast, then he'd know she was single, and he would do whatever it takes for Autumn to sleep with him. I didn't want to see Autumn hurt, so lying was okay in this situation.

I chuckled nervously. I wanted to leave, but I had no idea to where. I was trapped him with Cameron, a guy who wouldn't stop harassing me. I just wanted to be left alone in silence. I need time by myself, so I could let my emotions run wild. I felt like crying, and screaming, and letting all my emotions pour out. But I couldn't in front of Cameron, he'd laugh and tell everyone how lame I am.
I needed to think of a way out. 
I was hoping just someone would knock on that door, and save me from this nightmare I was having. It was an ongoing one, which I knew would just get worse and worse the more I thought about it. I needed to put an end to it, and actually plan out my life, and what I needed to do.
Maybe America was a shit decision, maybe I should go back to home, to see the boys, they'd understand. But I couldn't leave Autumn alone here. As much as I hated her right now, I was still in love with her. Blatantly she doesn't feel the same way. 
Maybe the reason she wanted to escape to America with me, was to start a new life, but not with me. To find some other guy who would swoop her off of her feet. Maybe she wanted to escape, from Reece, from Darcy and possibly even Rosie.