My Heart

2. Nasty Guard

"Nah, not yet. I'm just here with my friends."

"Oh, who are they?" he asked. I pointed over to where they were now seated in the corner of the club.

"How come both you and all your other friends look this hot?" Calum asked, making me giggle again.

"I don't know, really" I laughed, not being serious about it. "The guard over there seemed to think so too, when he pushed us up here, grabbing my ass on the way" I told him, actually quite mad at him. It wasn't okay for a guard at a club to grab girls asses.

"What?" Calum asked, probably not understanding what I was saying. "I mean, I get that you were allowed to the VIP, but not that a professional guard grabbed your butt" he said while scrutinizing the young bloke. Calum seemed to be madder than I thought he would be, making me regret saying anything about it.

"It's no big deal. I'd just like to stay away from him" I said, wanting him to focus on something else. His lips was moving, but I couldn't hear him when the DJ decided to turn it up a lot.

"What?" I asked, leaning closer to his ear.

"Just let me know if something's wrong, okay?" he sweetly suggested, and I couldn't keep myself from smiling at him again.

"Thank you! That actually means a lot right now!" I assured him. He could not hear me, and leaned even closer, me eventually realizing that staring at his ear wouldn't make him understand me.

"Thank you! It means a lot," I repeated, and before he managed to turn, I kissed his cheek.

"Oh, nice!" he said, smiling widely. "I liked that one" he soon complimented, after some seconds of thinking about it.

"Feeling like having some shots?" I asked him, embarrassed again.

"Definitely"

-

"Camila you have to wake up now!" mum yelled through my door without even opening it. I shot up, making my head spin faster than ever. I leaned my head on my hand to try and get my vision back. What happened?

"Mum, what the fuck happened last night?" I asked her when she came into the kitchen, where I had sat down to eat.

"You tell me! The only thing I know is that a bloke came roaring through the front door at three this morning," she told me, her British accent shining through the strictness in her voice. I was so shocked. What did I do?

"Covered in tattoos and everything," she added.

"Your dad was sitting up waiting for you, and when that bloke came, dad just told him to put you to bed," mum finished, wanting me to explain myself.

"He did?" I asked, wanting mum to confirm her own words.

"Yeah, he did" mum repeated. I couldn't avoid smiling, so I hid it with adding another spoonful of cereal in my mouth.

"I met him at the club, and we had a few drinks together," I told her.

"I thought you said you'd stay with Libby. I guess that's not a big deal. Your heart won't like it, though" mom concluded before I managed to answer. She soon disappeared from my sight, making me and my thoughts get some quietness.

Where did he even go? Where was he from? Where was he staying? I did not know anything about him, except the fact that his name was Calum and that he was Australian. For all I knew, that was also a lie. I tried to remember anything after my fifth pink drink, but it was kind of hard. Just really hoped I didn't make a fool of myself like I had already done.

"Mum, do you even know where he went after here?" I yelled out so she would hear me from the other end of the house.

"No, he was just apologizing for waking your dad up, and for letting you get to that phase. He said he thought you would know how much you could handle yourself," she replied, making me blush. Was I that drunk?

"Okay."