𝘓𝘰𝘴𝘵 ≪𝘉𝘛𝘚

:I̶'M̶ D̶R̶O̶W̶N̶I̶N̶G̶:

9/04/16
There's a knock at the door and I slowly creep down the staircase. Cam gets up, the others look confused as to who it could be.
He opens the door, revealing Maxie wearing black jeans, a navy blue hoodie with a dark backpack on her back. She had tied up her hair in a high ponytail.
She begins to ramble to Cam about random things as I creep down the stairs.
One of the stairs creak, I squint my eyes and slowly open them again.
No one heard.
They were all focused on the random things she was making up.
I sigh quietly as I make it to Cameron's room in the hallway at the bottom of the stairs.
I look everywhere for his wallet.
It's not in here? Where is that stupid wallet!
I begin to throw his clothes and nick nacks on the floor in search for his black wallet.
I finally come to my senses when I realize it's still out there on the coffee table along with his keys.
Well crap.
I start to panic as I think of a new plan to work with in this situation.
Okay. I think I got it.
Hopefully.
I grab a pencil off of his desk and walk normally out of his room to the living room where everyone was. 
The majority of them realized my presence and asked what I was doing in Cam's bedroom. 
"I was just looking for a pencil that I left in there." I lied.
"Anyway, Cam can I borrow a few bucks, Max and I were thinking about going to the fair tomorrow."
I covered up, Maxie face looked very confused as to what I was doing.
"O...kay? Here." He said as he tossed me his wallet. "Don't use all of it. Make sure you at least bring some back. And only take like a twenty, you don't need that much." He said clarifying, I nodded, walking into the kitchen, hoping no one noticed how much I took.
"Kay, thanks." I tossed him his wallet, after shoving the abundance of money into my pocket.
He clumsily caught the wallet.
Max came over by me as Cam shot her a confused look as to why she had a backpack on, and what the point of all that rambling was.
We were making our way upstairs when Yoongi followed us up to my bedroom.
"BE RIGHT BACK GUYS." He yelled through the house as he shut the door behind us.
"Um, can I help you?" I asked him as Max and I sat down on my bed, him towering over us.
His black hair blew in the wind of my open window. He had on a plain white shirt with black jeans. He crossed his arms.

"I know what you're doing."