The Player {c.d}

13- You cant resist

Avery

I opened my eyes, to be staring directly  at a mans bare naked chest.

My left arm was laying firmly over his chest, while my other arm was tucked beneath my head.

I flickered my eyes, so that I was looking up at his face. It was Cameron..

Why the hell am I here?

His hair was messily scattered across his face, and his lips were slightly parted.

He was beautiful when he slept.

I peeked beneath the blankets, to see if we even had clothes on. Because I swear to god, if we did it, I'd be in some deep shiz...

Surprisingly, I was wearing a hoodie, and a pair of sweats. So was Cameron, except he had no shirt on.

It took me by surprise, because knowing Cameron, he fucks with everyone.

I quietly crawled out of his arms, and quickly replaced myself with a pillow.

I swung my feet over the side of his bed, where my toes dug into the soft plush carpet.

I walked myself over towards his balcony, and opened it.

Cold air rushed against my skin, causing me to shiver.

I propped my legs up onto the ledge and lifted myself up.

I looked down over the edge, realizing that if I fell, I would land into the rose bush below.

I steadied myself up, and jumped over towards my balcony.

It was easier than I thought it would be.

I got in my room, and went straight for the shower.

I smelt like Cameron's cologne, and I needed to get it off. Yeah it smelt good, but my family would probably question me about it, and I absolutely had no explanation. 

I stripped out of Cameron's sweats and hoodie, and stepped into the hot, steamy shower.

A feeling of relaxation washed over me. I never wanted to get out!

I washed my hair and body, until my skin became wrinkly. That's when I decided to get out.

I rinsed my hair, and wrapped a towel around my wet body.

I went back into my room, and opened up my closet.

I dropped my towel to the floor, leaving me revealing myself.

I grabbed a pair my matching undergarments, and slipped those on. I also put on a black sweatshirt, and grey sweatpants.

I thew my wet hair up into a bun, and flopped onto my bed.

As my back met the mattress, there was a quiet knock, placed on the door.

I turned my head, to see Cameron standing on my balcony.

His face was pressed up against the glass, staring at me.

My mouth dropped open, and I quickly stood up.