Chapter 34 Smelly

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(Camila's POV)

I walked into the house, looking around

It....was....a.....mess

There were Chinese containers, pizza boxes, clothes, underwear, alcohol bottles, beer cans, and other gross, nasty things around me

It smelled like something died and started rotting

I walked over and around, boxes and cartians, placed all over the room

I walked up the stairs, towards my bedroom

Slowly, I opend the door and walked in

Dylan was sitting in my bed, with an old and dirty shirt

Mateo was on the floor, one of my shirts in his hand

Asher and Bay were lying next to eachother, lookin up at the stars on my ceiling

Sebastian was sitting in the corner of my room, with a frown on his face

Luca was no where to be seen

And let me tell you that they all looked and smelled horrible

"I'm one for a week and you all turn into slobs" I said, covering my nose as I walked in

All the guys turned to look at me, with wide eyes

All of them had dark circles under their eyes and were in dirty clothes

It was clear to me that they hadn't taken a shower in days

Dylan got up and ran to me, pulling me into his arms

I would have laughed, but that would mean I would have to open my mouth and I didn't want to breath in his scent

"I missed you too, but please let go, the stench is to much" I coughed

Dyaln laughed and let go

All the guys hugged me, longer then a hug was ment to last, but I didn't complain

"Where is Luca?" I asked them

They all looked down at the floor, not saying anything to me

"Hello?" I asked

"He is out with a.....uh friend" they told me

"Friend....you mean girl?" I asked them

"He's been coping a different way" Bay told me

"By having sex with another girl?" I raised my voice

None of the guys said anything to me

"You know what, go shower, all of you. You're all....ripe" I scrunched my nose

"You won't go?" Asher asked

I shook my head

"Promise?" Mateo asked

I nodded my head, looking at them

"Promise" I said and walked out of the room

All the guy went their seperate ways, into their rooms, smiling at me

I walked back down the stairs and picked up their mess

'Oh god, I think that shrimp, is growing fur' I said to myself, picking up the container and putting it in a trash bag

I cleaned all the dishes and put them back where they went and then made my way upstairs, once I was done mopping and sweeping the floors

I went into ever room, picking up their dirty clothes and taking it with me, into the laundry room

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