You Know (C.C / You)

twenty-seven

I placed my hands on Camila's hips as we moved to the music. She stood in front of me, her back pressed against my front. We weren't drunk, because we don't drink, so we knew what we were doing.

I leaned down, moving her hair to the side so I could kiss Camila's neck softly. Camila turned around, pressing her lips to mine as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I left my hands on her hips, pulling her closer.

"Do that again," she murmured against my lips, confusing me.

"Do what?" I slightly pulled away, opening my eyes.

"Squeeze my ass," she seductively whispered, causing my eyes to widened. My hands were on her hips, so how could I..? "What?"

I looked behind Camila to see that Austin kid, smirking as his hand cupped Camila's butt. I pulled Camila closer to me, causing her to turn around.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, you pervert!?" Camila screamed at Austin.

"What? You enjoyed it," he chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. "Maybe I should do it again."

"Back off, bud," I stepped in front of Camila. "Don't ever touch her again, or I swear to god - "

"What're you gonna do?" he scowled. "Hit me? You're just a girl. Come on, Mila, baby, you know you want me."

He chuckled, and I set my jaw. I was angry, and my fists were clenched.

"Leave this dyke for a real man, a good time," he continued, his eyes landing on Camila. "I can rock your world baby - "

I cut him off with my fist connecting to his jaw. People turned our way, seeing me hit Austin. He groaned and stumbled back, holding his jaw. It's like a switch in me flipped, making me angry and extremely pissed and jealous.

Austin growled, "You bitch!" he ran to tackled me, but I held my hands out and pushed him to the ground.

"Don't you ever," I started. "And I mean ever, say anything about my girlfriend," I paused. "Think twice before you touch my girl. The next time you touch her, I will end you," I kicked him in the side, then turned around to see Camila with her eyes wide.

Seeing Camila calmed me down, and I walked over to her. She grabbed my hand, and we walked out of the house. I didn't know what to say, because I didn't know if she was upset or what. We went to the side of the house, and she pushed me up against the wall, pressing her lips to mine. I was taken back, but kissed back none the less.

She pulled away, "That was extremely sexy," she whispered. "Let's go back to your place."

I grinned.

•

Lauren and Reese stood on Reese's front porch, Lauren leaning against the wall. They stared at each other, Lauren admiring Reese.

Reese sighed, "You should go," she wanted to end things before it escalated. "I - I don't mean to sound rude but - "

"I understand," Lauren cut Reese off. "I'll see you around, alright?"

Reese inhaled sharply, forcing herself to nod, "Yeah. Goodnight, Lauren."

Lauren gave her a small smile, "Goodnight, Reese." Lauren glanced at her before walking off of the porch and back to her house.

Reese waited until Lauren got back into her house, then went into her own. She sighed and set down on the couch, turning the TV on.

•

The rest of the week went by relatively quick. It was now Saturday morning, and I realized that Reese has been upset. I was up and dressed by nine, walking to Reese's room and knocking.

"What?"

I opened her door, seeing her laying in bed and looking at her phone.

"Get up," I told her, going over to her closest and opening it. "And get dressed. We're going to breakfast."

Reese groaned and got up, "I'll be out in ten."

I smiled, giving her a thumbs up and exiting her room. I shut the door behind me, sitting on the couch and taking my phone out.

Camila: hey babe, come over later?

Me: I'll see. I'm taking Reese out to breakfast, then I'm gonna see if she wants to do anything later. she seems upset

Camila: alright. be safe and have fun. I love you

Me: I love you too

I smiled, putting my phone back in my pocket when I heard the door open. Reese wore high top vans, black jeans, and a red flannel.

I quirked an eyebrow, standing up, "Looks like my fashion taste is running off on you. Good."

I walked over to the front door, knowing that she was following. I unlocked the car as I also locked the front door.

"Well, it's better than wearing short skirts that practically show your ass off," Reese commented.

"That's true," I started the car, glancing at Reese to see her looking at Lauren's house. "So, what's up?"

I pulled out of the driveway, "What do you mean? You're the one who wanted to go to breakfast."

"Yeah," I murmured. "But like, you seemed upset all this week. Why?"

Reese shrugged, looking out the window, "No reason."

I sighed, "Reese."

"Y/N."

"What's wrong?"

"Is there an AUX cord in here?" she asked, looking around until she found one. When she did, she smiled and plugged it in.

She scrolled through her phone, probably looking for a song to play. When she did, a familiar song played,

"Since when did you like The 1975?" I questioned, stopping the car as we stopped at a red light.

Reese shrugged and changed the song. I looked at the radio, where it stated the song and artist.

Enjoy The Silence (Re:Imagined) by Denmark + Winter.

I sighed once again. I took a good look at Reese, seeing the emotionless look on her face. I shook my head and continued to drive.

•

After breakfast, Reese wanted to go home. I agreed, because that's what she wanted. I was upset though, because we didn't have a happy and cheerful breakfast. Nor did I get anything out of Reese. She said she was fine, but I could tell something was wrong.

When we got home, Reese went straight to her room, shutting her door and most likely locking it. I stood in the living room, putting the keys on the counter.

Whatever is wrong with Reese, I feel like Lauren knows.

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-Gracie