Best Friend or Boyfriend? // Why Don't We

Chapter 6

Camry's pov (continuation)

We were all sitting around the living room, and I made eye contact with Daniel. He smiled, which made me smile. He was actually really cute... No, I can't fall for any of them. I would feel guilty for the rest of my life. Jack was my best friend, and no one could replace him.

"Right, Camry?" Jack looked down at me.

"Yeah," I smiled, even though I didn't know what they were talking about.

I felt Daniel's eyes on me the entire time I was there. Jack had his arm around me and pulled me closer. Maybe he noticed Daniel looking at me? I didn't say anything for the most part. Occasionally, when Val would join in, I would, too. Other than that, I didn't talk unless someone talked to me first. Daniel and I would make awkward eye contact every once in a while.

"Who's hungry?" Corbyn blurted.

"Me," almost everyone said at the same time.

"Val and I will made sandwiches," he suggested.

Val and him went went into the kitchen and started making the food. I felt uncomfortable, so I shifted a little bit. Jack and I turned to look at each other at the same time. We both laughed.

"You okay?" he whispered and looked into my eyes.

"Yeah," I  breathed and realized how close our faces were.

"Good," he smirked.

I opened my mouth to say something, but he tackled me. He sat on top of me and started tickling me.

"Jack!" I yelled and started kicking and punching at him while laughing my head off.

"What?" he asked innocently.

"I'm not responsible for your injuries!" I laughed and kept kicking and hitting me.

I accidentally hit him in the face.

"Ow!" he yelled but laughed at the same time.

"I told you to stop," I shrugged.

I threw him off of me, and he landed on the floor. I sat up and tried to fix my hair. The other guys were just staring at us. Jack grabbed my foot and pulled me on the ground with him.

"Hey!" I pouted as I landed on my  butt. "Ow."

I landed right in front of him on the floor and stared at him.

"That didn't hurt," he rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Yes it did," I folded my arms. "My butt is bruised now."

"Aww, poor baby," he pouted.

I sighed.

"Come here," he laughed and pulled me into a hug.

"Sandwiches are ready!" Val announced.

Everyone got up and grabbed a plate. We all ate and cleaned up our messes. We hung out for the rest of the day, and everyone got along pretty well.

"It's getting late," Jack turned to me. "You can stay here tonight if you'd like."

"Jack, I can drive home," I laughed.

"I really don't want you driving home this late," he said.

"Where would I even sleep if I stayed the night?" I questioned.

"You could sleep in my room or in here," he shrugged.

"Okay," I nodded.

Everyone talked for a while longer, but then everyone started filing back to their rooms. At the end, it was just Jack, Val, Daniel, and I.

"Well, I guess I'll see you in the morning, Cam," Val said and gave me a hug before going down the hall to her room.

That left, Jack, Daniel, and I. What's up with this Daniel guy?

"So, how did you two meet?" Daniel asked Jack and I.

"We've known each other for a while now," I started.

"We don't even remember how we met. It just happened," Jack finished and looked at me.

We both laughed. I could tell Daniel felt somewhat left out.

"I think Camry and I are going to go back to my room now. Night, Daniel," Jack said before standing up and then helping me up.

I gave a smile before following Jack down the hall. We walked into a bedroom, and he shut the door behind us.

"Wait, I don't have any pajamas," I pointed out.

"You can wear one of my shirts, and I might still have a pair of your adidas that you left when I had my apartment," he said.

"You know, I lost a ton of stuff in that apartment," I laughed.

"You really did," he laughed and pulled something out of the bottom of his closet.

It was a pair of adidas.

"Either these are yours, or they are the pair that don't fit me," he shrugged and threw them at me.

"Wait, I need a shirt," I reminded him.

"Right," he said and dug trough his closet.

He pulled out a white t-shirt and threw it at me. It his me in the face, and he busted out laughing. I took it off my face, and I knew my hair was messed up. I shook my head and went into the bathroom to change. After that, I threw my clothes on the floor by his bed. He had already changed into a t-shirt and joggers and was laying down on the bed.

"Come here," he patted the spot next to him.

I crawled into the bed and laid next to him, and he wrapped his arms around my waist. That was normal for us, so it wasn't weird.

"Noodles," I laughed and touched his hair.

"Oh my gosh," he mumbled and laughed. "Go to sleep."

"Fine," I sighed and cuddled up to his side.