Dangerous Obsession (Dua Lipa and Camila Cabello) {DuaMila}

002.

The moment they entered the house electronic sounds and neon lights made their way to Dua, who was already annoyed by the completely useless decoration. Come on, it was just a normal party hosted by a posh girl, not her fucking quinceañera.

Dua made a mental, panoramic image of the place, checking all the exists and making sure at least one of them was reachable. She looked at Irwin, who was on her right side waiting for her to do or say something.

— Hey — She caught her attention, even though the boy was already listening to her — Go away, with that girl of yours. I'm going to look for Camila, if you find her, let me know but — She got way too close to him. The other people at the party would have thought it was just a couple of horny teenagers flirting or about to have sex, but that was far from what was actually happening. The boy looked straight into her eyes, making sure to hear her clearly over the sound of the music — don't fucking touch her unless she's in danger. If so, tell me and I fucking kill that motherfucker.

— Okay, Lipa. See ya — The boy calmly walked into the crowd of sweating bodies and disappeared completely from her view.

After a moment of contemplating the spot the boy was last seen, she started to move into the crowded room. She took a look, realising even more people were in the kitchen, mostly on the island, where alcoholic beverages and drinks of different brands where displayed around surface.

Dua kept looking for Camila until she decided to wait in a corner, looking around all the time to see if she could find her.

On the other side of the kitchen, separated by sweaty bodies dancing together to the deep beat of the monotone song, was Camila with a drink in her hand which she wasn't planning on drinking or even smelling.

Cabello had been dragged to that party against her will. She knew how the night would end; she would have to drive her drunk friends home and go to hers at five a.m. just to sleep an hour and wake up because her mother hated seeing her in bed all day.

— Camila! C'mon, have fun, girl! It's a goddamn party, act like you're enjoying it.

— Yeah, it's a party I've been forced to come and a party I clearly don't want to be in.

Her friend, Ashley, rolled her eyes and got the drink out of her hand.

— Whatever, I kinda knew you wouldn't have been able to drink it all without complaining like a child.

She looked at her friend with a hard expression on her face. She couldn't be serious, could she?

Camila took roughly the drink out of Ashley's hand and drank it completely. Her friend laughed when she saw her walking to the other side of the kitchen angrily and trying to make sure Ashley knew she was angry about what she said.

Camila felt dizzy and was seeing blurry.

Well, at least I proved my point.

After walking through the whole house disoriented without a care or a clear idea of where she was going, she received a message from Ashley.

"Hey, im leaaving already.wannago wiitg me??"

She typed her answer still angry.

"No fuck off"

She hit sent and waited for an answer. The three infamous dots appeared but then they disappeared.

She fucking left her on read. Cool.

She put her phone back in her pocket and went to the kitchen. It wasn't usually for her to drink, basically because she could get drunk just with a beer. But tonight she wanted to proof her friends, but most importantly, herself that she was able to go wild.

After drinking her second drink of the night, she was already drunk. Funny how two whisky and coke can affect so much into your judgement, right?

Camila contemplated for a moment and decided it was time to go home. When she turned around, she was meet by a hard chest and strong arms around her waist.

— Hey, cutie — A male's voice made their way to Camila's ears and she tried to get away from him, but he was too strong and she was too drunk.

— Leave me alone.

— What you said? You want us to leave, sweet ass? — The boy's voice sounded with pure evil, and she felt like she was about to throw up.

— Get the fuck out of her or I'll fucking kill you — A voice talked right behind the boy.

When he turned around to see who was interrupting his disgusting actions, he felt straight to the ground.

Camila and everyone else's eyes who could focus on what was happening went wild.

The smaller girl looked to see who was the person who saved her, and was meet by a tall, angry girl whose eyes softened the moment she saw Camila's face.

She started to get dizzy and her vision went completely black.

Before she knew it, she had fell straight into the girl's arms, who held her firmly against her own body.