unfollowed [harry styles]✔️

4 | [i'm hungover and tired]

camilla and griffin were dancing with strangers at a club that night; cami had gotten drunk almost immediately.

"hey, i'm gonna go." griffin said to cami after finding her in the crowd. "are you gonna be okay?"

"yeah, i'll be fine." cami slurred. "i'll call an über." griffin nodded, unsure if she should leave her best friend alone. "go, grif. i'll be okay." she said after noticing griffin's nervous expression. griffin walked off, and cami went to the bar to get more drinks. "can i have a shot of tequila?" she asked.

"make that two." she heard from behind her. she spun around and saw a man that looked just like harry, but she knew it couldn't be him.

"hi." she flirted, putting a hand on his shoulder. the man chuckled and kissed the same hand. "what's your name?"

"what's yours?" he asked. cami smirked and downed her shot of tequila, pulling the man to the dance floor.

"you're gonna have to earn that." she whispered in his ear, wrapping her arms around his neck.

the man's hand traveled down her back onto her ass, and she bit her lip. he started to kiss down her neck, and cami held in a moan. "do you want to get out of here." he said to her.

"yes, please." she begged. he pulled her out of the club, taking her to his car. they drove back to his apartment, which looked familiar to cami.

"have we met before?" she asked him.

"of course not." he said. "i think i would remember you." she shook off the thought and started kissing him.

he took off his shirt when they got to his room, and cami followed his lead. he kissed down her neck, and she moaned into his ear.

"god, you're hot." he said.

"shut up." she said, just wanting something meaningless. "kiss me." he attached his lips to her forcefully, and she pulled at the buckle of his belt.

"slow down, love." he said. she finally picked up on his british accent. she groaned and bit his lip. "that gets me every time, cams." he said, widening his eyes at his mistake.

cami looked up at him with confusion in her eyes. "how do you know my n-" he cut her off but kissing her again. her thoughts were clouded by pure lust as she moaned into his mouth.

she forgot about harry for the night, and that's all she wanted.

-

[gc: camilla, griffin, nathan]

best of friends, best of friends

grif:
cami

grif:
cami

grif:
camilla

grif:
if you died in a fiery car crash, i stg

cami:
oh my god what. i'm hungover and tired

grif:
are u good after last night?

cami:
yeah, i hooked up with some guy

nate:
wow

grif:
nice

cami:
shut up

cami:
shit, i'm still at his house

grif:
well, yeah?

grif:
that's usually what happens when you fuck some random guy

cami:
hop off me?

cami:
i was wasted. i don't remember anything

nate:
well, get out of there

grif:
wait, send a pic of the guy first

nate:
really, grif?

grif:
shut up, nate!

cami:
fine.

cami:
shit. shit. shit. shit. shit.

cami:
holy fuck

cami:
oh my god

grif:
what? what happened?

cami:
oh no. i fucked up

grif:
camilla! what happened?

cami:
i slept with harry.

nate:
WHAT

grif:
CAMILLA ROBIN FITZGERALD

cami:
oh no. oh my god. help. help. help. sos.

grif:
GET OUT OF THERE

grif:
NOW

cami:
i'm trying, i'm trying.

cami:
god, i knew he looked familiar

nate:
cami...

cami:
please don't start

cami:
okay i'm out

cami:
what am i gonna do?

cami:
there's no way he was as wasted as me

grif:
you just need to pretend like it didn't happen

grif:
don't contact him and don't say anything about it on social media

cami:
okay okay okay

cami:
i'll try that

cami:
i'm absolutely screwed

nate:
you're not wrong

cami:
not hELPING

[7/26/17]