"So, what're you gonna wear tonight hm?" Halle, your bestfriend, questions.
You shrug your shoulders, simply not caring about the "party" tonight. "I'm not sure, i'm not really bothered though, i dont need to impress anyone so fuck it." You reply, a smug look on your face.
"Well, you know that Cameron has the hots for you."
You feel the heat rise in your cheeks. "Cameron, Cameron?" You ask, pushing for further details.
"Yes, Cameron Cameron. He wants you, i can so tell."
You let out a scoff. Cameron Dallas was way out of your league. He was undeniably gorgeous with his thick brown wisps of hair that were pushed off his forehead and his dark brown eyes. You shake your head.
"Nope, it can't be i mean, have you seen him?"
"Yes and have you seen you?! You're gorgeous. Now let's get ready."
***
"You. Look. Insane." Halle states.
You're wearing a short, royal blue dress which matches perfectly with your skin tone. Your hair falls in waves down your back and you were minimum make-up, (you were always naturally beautiful).
"I swear to god, Cameron is gonna fuck you in the toilets in you're not careful. Let's go."
You arrive at the house party which is already packed with students of all ages, holding their red paper cups in hand.
Once inside you are handed a cup identical to everyone elses containing an illuminate blue liquid. You drink the lot almsot instantly, squeezing your eyes shut at the sour taste.
You look around the house but Cameron is nowhere to be seen. Across the hall, Halle already has her tongue down another guys neck and you stifle a giggle.
You suddenly feel a pair of strongly built arms snake their way around your dimunitive waist. You gasp before being spun around fast and being faced with those dark brown eyes.
"Hey gorgeous."
"Hi." You reply quietly.
"Sorry, did i scare you?" He answers with a smirk.
"Just a little." You reply, your eyes searching the room for someone familiar. His hands begin to trail down your back towards your bum and you intake a sharp breath, closing your eyes.
"Don't." You beg. "Please."
"Oh come on, i know you want me, just as much as i want you. As soon as i moved here i've wanted you, as soon as i set eyes on you. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time Y/N."
You struggle in is grasp, trying to break free of it but it only tightens and you wince.
"Don't push me away. When i want something, i get it and i want you, you know what that means?"
"Please Cameron, I'm not like that i-"
His index finger comes up to your mouth and pushes lightly on your lips. "It's ok Y/N, i'm not gonna hurt you. I just want you to know how much you're driving me crazy in that fucking dress. You have no idea how much i want to rip it off and feel your bare skin."
"Then do it." Your reply shocks both him and yourself. A smirk plays lightly on his lips before he grasps hold of your hand. "Come with me."
