Camilla's POV:
"I love you so much!" Brendon grunted, the sounds of love and other things filled the room, no way to get out.
"M- me too." I stuttered, the pleasure making it too hard for me to speak.
"B-Brendon, oh.. god..."
I awoke quickly, a thin layer of sweat across my forehead. I glanced around the room, a snoring heap of blankets beside me.
The sun was lightly shining through the curtains, letting in a comfortable amount of light into the room.
The blanket slowly fell off my shoulder, chills running through my body, and I suddenly realized that I, am naked.
Flailing my legs over the side of the bed, I go to get up to grab my underwear, which were sadly thrown across the room.
Thanks Brendon.
I stand up when a burning, sharp pain shoots through my thighs, and I land on the floor, Brendon's head popping up and whipping around.
"Cami? Are you okay?" He worries, his deep morning voice making me internally swoon. Yes, I sound like a 12 year old girl. Fight me.
"Yeah, fine. I just can't walk, and I'm a little worried." I sighed, and Brendon begins to laugh.
"Babe, it's because of last night." He informs me, and my cheeks turn a deep red.
"Oh, okay, but I still need my underwear." I nervously chuckled, and Brendon nods.
"I'll grab them." He says, standing up, him without underwear on either. I blush and look away, giggling slightly.
"What babe, you didn't mind looking at it yesterday." He joked, and if he were sitting next to me, I would have punched him.
Playfully of course.
Brendon threw my underwear at me, and I quickly put them on, laying back in bed.
"Wanna just watch movies all day since you are temporarily crippled?" Brendon asked, getting into bed and cuddling with me.
"Sounds good."
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Demons ( A Brendon Urie a.u )
Fiksi PenggemarCamilla Lynn Francis, a broken girl who still cannot get away from her terrible past and present. She thinks it will never change until she graduates from high school. Yet, will it though? Will it actually change for the better? Lets find out.
