Competitive || Lucy/Camila/Lauren

twelve.

boNuS cHAptEr BEhind tHe giRLs bACK. here FOr kEaNa? bUt theRe's CamIla toO..buT IN KeaNa's poInT Of ViEW !! slight ExPliCIt coNteNT sRy. above is a picture of Keana in her little film— PostHumous. is a very indescribable story. i advice you guys to watch it.

"Thank you asshead," I said after paying Zayn.

I took the bag of weed from his hand and quickly hidden it inside of my hoodie pocket before walking around the corner of the school building.

The guys were in college, already graduated a long time ago, but Zayn is the closest among us than the other four—so he is like a trusted person for me and besides he have good marijuana. It took me a couple of days to steal my dad's money, but it's worth it!

Making a left turn, I saw Camila leaning against the wall, facing another wall in front of her. Our school has two blocks, a field, a swimming pool, and a great place to hide from teachers and guards. There's like a small alley between those two blocks and it is always been dark between them.

"What did you call me for?" Her sweet, soft raspy voice said. I blinked as I smiled softly when I saw her confused expression.

"Can you hold this for me?" I asked, showing the package in my hand.

Camila gasp at the thing, but nonetheless she obeyed me. She take the packet in her hands while I take two pieces of tobacco sheets from my jean pocket.

"Are we—?"

"Shut up," I quietly said while sitting down on the dirt floor. "Pass me the good stuff."

She snorted slightly and sat beside me. I take a pinch by pinch and fill up the tobacco. Slowly, I rolled it and it turns out to be a perfect shape like how a cigarette is.

"There," I said softly, showing Cami my masterpiece. Camila giggles slightly at my cute self. It just makes me feel smug. "Want a drag?" I said, taking out my lighter and lighting the blunt. Her reaction was kind of priceless when I said that. Her eyes widened while her mouth stayed open and it triggers my hand to closed her jaws.

"Or you can take a shotgun."

Few seconds later, she gained her composure.

"Sh-shotgun?"

"Yeah, I take a drag and we would be close and you would just breath in and out. Or you can just take the whole thing," I explained, biting my lip when I see her hungry eyes rakes over my face and my figure. "You're so hot."

"I know," I winked and she slowly laughed.

"Sooooo— shotgun?"

"I... I don't... know?"

"Awwww, c'mon Cami. It'll be fun, I promise," I hushed in her ear, giving a small kiss on her earlobe at the end. I could feel her shudder. It just warns my aura.

Without thinking, I got my mouth close to her jaws.

I grazed my nose against her cheek and breathe out the smoke.

She breathe in when the smoke surrounds her lips. I take another drag and tilted her head to the side. Leisurely, I breathe out the smoke and caressed her cheek with my right thumb. Camila swallowed the toxic vapour. Her mouth near to mine and our noses softly brushing against each other.

Our strict arrangement were abandoned when I take her soft lips in mine. I know we weren't supposed to kiss without the girls seeing us but I just couldn't help it. Knowing that we can't catch feelings but my stomach just churns in a good way when I thought about her. It feels like a tornado was in there instead of butterflies.