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Cam and her boyfriend Harry decided to leave cold and rainy London for their second anniversary. To celebrate another happy year together they chose the beautiful, sunny LA for the weekend. It was planned that the two of them will stay at one of Harry's friend's mansions. After much debate Harry decided to vlog the whole outing. it's a Thursday and they're packing their bags getting ready for a late night flight.
*Ella's P.O.V*
"I think it would be a good idea. To vlog it. I think I deserve to show you off a little." I heard him say as he started packing his vlogging camera and the cables necessary.
"Babe your fans have no idea I even exist let alone vlogging our second anniversary all of a sudden" I said defensively. Truth is, I'd love to be on camera but I'm super afraid of what the fans may say. "The most I've ever been in is the background of one photo on Instagram and no one caught on!"
"Well don't you think it's about time? We've been together two years tomorrow" ... Well he does have a point, I hate to admit it but he's right. Harry shot me the puppy eyes look; I think that's actually my only weakness.
"Ugh alright.." I said reluctantly "Whatever makes you happy."
*Skip to day 2 lalalalalaaa* (In LA already)
We got in this morning absolutely shattered. I must say though, the place is stunning, I mean the master bedroom has a hot tub opposite the bed! Harry vlogged some parts of the taxi ride and flight, as well as a quick tour of the coolest parts of the house. The owner also has a cat, who we promised to take care of when he's away for the weekend.
It's now noon. Me and Hazza are lounging outside by the pool under a couple of umbrellas with cocktails. Although it's absolutely boiling outside and we're alone, we're both so tired I can't even be bothered to take off my clothes and go for a swim.
"Ugh it's so warm out here" I moan to Haz, who's practically asleep from the jetlag.
"Should we go inside then?"
"Yeah, we can go for a dip later when the sun sets a little." I reply and we return inside, which surprisingly wasn't that much cooler.
"Can you turn the AC on?" I ask Harry, who runs off down the corridor.
"Sure." He shouted from another part of the house "All done!"
We decided to settle down on the sofa instead to cuddle and watch some movies. Midnight the cat joined us and settled down right on my stomach providing even more unneccesary heat.
*Some time later*
Even though Harry turned on the AC, after the first movie we both noticed the house wasn't getting any cooler, I was sweating in fact.
"Are you sure you turned it on?" I asked Harry, questioning his AC skills.
"Yeah. Hundred 100 definitely."
We then looked at each other with a flash of horror on our faces.
"Oh no..." he whispered.
"Don't even tell me it's broken!" I said purely annoyed. "I'm over heating so bad and I've got a live ball of fur heating up my chest." I scoffed as I looked down at Midnight having a peaceful nap.
"Cam, if you hate the heat so much, fuck it, just take it off" Did he mean the cat or....? _____________________ AN: Prompt from otpprompts.tumblr.com! Hope it's not totally shitty but it might just be 😂 Also all books are re-opened for requests! You can check out the book I just started for Tom Holland if u love him 😉
TY guys for the amazing support and patience with me. I hope the rough is over and done with.
