The bad boy & the church girl. (EDITING)

Chapter 5.

Mature content ahead.

Cami's pov.  Cami's dress for the party above.

-2 years ago.-

'I've never been to a party before Monica. I don't know how to act or what to wear.' I frown and pull my pillow up to my face, trying to hide my insecurities.

'Cami stop. I've been to tons of parties! You dont have to get drunk and have sex. Just let lose & dance it will be fun! Come on!' She grabs my hand and pulls me to my walk in closet. Monica is my best friend. We met when we were 8 at a church camp. We both still go to church but im definitely more safe then her.

Monica is almost 5'10'', she has long bleach blonde hair and blue eyes. She is skinny with perfect skin. She's perfect i think, & im really jealous.

'Here try this on.' She throws me a white dress with flowy lace sleaves, it's tight around the waist and flows to mid thigh. Its really cute so i try it on.

'Where did you find this?' I ask running my fingers over the soft material clinging to my body.

'In the box in your closet' she says like i should've known where it was.

I just nod dismissing the topic.

Monica does my hair into a loose ponytail and then does my makeup light & natural. I added some pink lipstick for some color.

I looked in the mirror & i have to admit i looked good but monica looked better in my opinion. She wore a tight black mini dress with silver sparkles on the top and along the straps.

When we arrived at the party there were so many people there & i felt out of place. As we walked in boys whistled at us, well probably monica.

'I'm going to get something to drink, you want something?'

'No.' I say quickly. Monica rolls her eyes & weaves through the crowd disappearing.

Great, now im alone at a party i was forced to go to in the first place. My thoughts were jolted when a pair of hands landed on my waist. I look up to meet perfect blue orbs baring into mine.

'Wow.' I whispered.

The god in front of me smirked.

'Like what you see?' He leaned into my ear brushing his lips against my cheek & then leaving a trail down my neck then back up to my ear. 'I like what i see.' His deep voice was shaking and husky.

I blushed hard from head to toe. I tried to slither out of his hold but he tightened his grasp on my hips.

'Not so fast beautiful, I don't even know your name.' He stared at me.

I answered after I realized that was actually a question. 'Oh, uh, my name is Camille.'

He smiled.

Gosh, that smile was so sexy. & those lips. Ugh. I was staring at his lips as he spoke.

'I'm Zane, wanna dance?'

I tore my eyes from his lips and searched his face to see if he was joking. Then i nodded as his smile returned wider. He grabbed my hand & intertwined our fingers.

Everyone was sweating from grinding all night. I recognized the song on the stereo, Swimming pools by Kendrick Lamar. I started moving my hips to the beat forgetting about Zane. I could feel his eyes on me but i ignored him & danced. I felt his presence behind me before he touched my sides. He pulled my backside against his front side. I could feel a slight hardness but ignored it and grinded against him. His hands slid down & up my body slowly. He hooked his head into my neck and kissed my neck. I left a small moan out of my lips as he found my weak spot. He grunted in response & spun me around & cupped my face.