Justin
What a night.
I rip the covers off my naked body, looking over to Brooklyn that slept by my side. Her body rose and fell as she let out steady breaths.
I slowly made my way to the bathroom, to hear a groan come from her direction. I turned back to her to see her propped up to rest against the headboard.
"Damn Justin, last night was good. It's been a while," she smiled as she stretched out her arms. I wasn't gonna lie, It was pretty fucking good.
"I know baby. Thanks for comin' round." I awkwardly stood in the doorway, running my fingers through my fucked up hair.
"I'm going to have a shower, and I want you gone by the time I'm out. The boys are coming home soon," I scrambled up her clothes from the ground and threw them on the bed.
She sadly pouted, making me roll my eyes. "I'm being serious, Brook. I'll text you later." I waved her off, closing the bathroom door.
I washed the night off my body, refreshing myself up for when the boys came home. It was about ten o'clock and they said they'd be home at eleven.
Its only been two days since I've seen them, but I couldn't wait for them to get home. They're my brothers and I'm always usually with them. I could of enjoyed the best weekend of the year with them if Camilla wasn't there. Oh, they still don't know about Camilla. Ha, what a surprise that will be.
I wrapped a clean towel tight around my waist and wondered back into my bedroom. Brooklyn's stuff was all gone, and the bed was a mess. I ran towards the bedroom door into the hallway, trying to catch her before she left. She waltzed down the stairs and I followed in her footsteps.
Her shoulders shunted as I snuck up behind her giving her a fright. I rubbed my thumbs in circular motions into her back trying to calm her down.
"See you later baby girl," I spun her around to face me and left a soft kiss on her cheek. I felt a smile form under my lips as she pulled away, before quickly stepping out the front door.
With a grin bright on my face, I spun on my heels to go back to my room being met with a pair of beautiful, but annoyed eyes. Camilla slouched in a long shirt at the top of the stairs with her arms tightly crossed tight over her chest. Her hair was knotted and laced her shoulders, she almost looked like she could of had a good night her self.
She trailed her focus down my shirtless chest for a split second, her lips pressed out in a thin line.
"Good morning to you too," I merely chuckled, sliding past her back to my room.
"You literally kept me up all night," Camilla huffed, bringing a hand to her head to rub her temple.
"Sorry... Not sorry. You're in my house now, get used to it." I playfully smirked watching her storm down the stairs, holding up a hand as if she wasn't listening.
I raced back into my room to my closet, chucking on a pair jeans and a loose shirt, pulling my hair back into a snap back.
I met Camilla in the kitchen, who was searching through the fridge looking for something to eat. I traced over her figure, gliding my tongue along my bottom lip. I must admit, she looked sexy.
I stood close behind her, pressing my chest into her back, just to mess with her. She tensed up, stepping backwards trying to get out of my way, but I took hold of her hip, making her yelp.
"What the fuck? Can you like, stop being all douchey and shit?" Camilla spat, swatting my hand away.
She scanned over the island in the middle of the room, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl that sat on the granite bench. She pulled up a stool, sitting on the one furthest from me.
I wasn't quite hungry, so I grabbed a bottle of cold water and left the room. I pretended to ignore Camilla, but could totally feel her stare burning holes through my back.
I made a B-line to the meeting room to get my buzz for the day. My last occurrence in this room was weird to say the least. Camilla watched me through the door for who knows how long, she saw me inhale every line and when I caught her she looked like she'd seen a ghost. I'm kind of glad Brooklyn caught her out for me. When she came over to me, Camilla looked furious, I didn't know what her problem was, but I swear if she was any closer she would of punched me or something.
Hearing a door swing on its hinges made me jump from my seat, three different voices echoed as I ran to the door. Za, Brandon and Lewis threw down their backs and individually gave me a hug. I stopped them in their tracks, wanting to tell them everything.
"Boys, go to the living room, I have some news," I pointed to the side as they jumped over the back of the couches and into their right positions.
I jogged to the kitchen, where Camilla sat looking out the large window. I took her by the hand which snapped her out of some sort of day dream, making her arch her brow confusingly. I gave a side smile, trying to reassure her. Camilla couldn't keep up with my steps, so she was practically dragging behind me.
We stopped in the middle of the room, and Camilla took a few seconds to adjust herself. Without her realizing, the boys scanned over her with wide eyes.
"This your new bitch, Bieber?" Brandon questioned, which made all the boys laugh. Camilla's head popped up from straightening out her shirt, and she eyed off the boys that surrounded her.
She stared intensely up at me, as if I was crazy or something. Crazy's my middle name. Brandon looked at me with his head tilted, waiting for an answer. I looked down to the floor and shook my head from side to side, answering 'no'.
"This boys, is Camilla Thompson, who you may know as Cam Cuda, welcome her to the team." I clapped my hands in a circle, as Camilla stood in front of me in complete shock.
"What?!" The boys exclaimed in sync and their bottom jaws hit the ground, which bought a smirk to my face.
She turned to face me, her eyes wider then the guys' mouths. I bent down to Camilla's level and whispered in her ear, forming goose bumps down her neck.
"Welcome to Kaos, baby."
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