** Chapter 26 **As soon as I was able to weasel out of Cameron's grasp -which was when we reached his house-I opened my mouth to yell at him. Let me explain. The entire car ride, Cameron refused to speak a single word and made me sit in silence- without the radio. He may have been able to muddle my thoughts when I was swaying to and fro in his strong arms,surrounded by his intoxicating scent but the second he let go, everything became crystal clear.
It became crystal clear that with him, nothing was crystal clear.
"Why did you carry me out of there?" I glared at him. I was finally about to receive the answers I deserved but Cameron ruined that for me. I really don't understand his hatred for me.
"There was no reason for you to be there." He calmly stated as if my anger didn't make a difference to him.
"No reason for me to be there?" I glared at him, my voice raising a few decibels. Cameron didn't even flinch as I attempted to shove him. My failed attempt at pushing him only upset me even further.
"I have every right to be with my friends, as I do have every right to know about that stupid secret which you and Jack keeping going on about. I also have every right to know why everybody was so shocked to see me there. I have every right; do you hear me?" I shouted, finally managing to push him.
I paced around, trying to calm myself before I did something stupid. I ran a hand through my hair, frustration getting the best of me. Cameron took a while to reply but once he did, he managed to leave me shocked.
"Since when are any of them your friends?" He asked, his brows furrowing. If I had been thinking clearly, I would've understood he was diverting my attention. Although, my sanity was not in check which was why I didn't realize he was dodging my questions, one after the other.
Told you I don't cope well under pressure.
"They are my friends, asshole. If you had found enough time to pull your large head out of your ass then you would've realized." I swore, my anger getting the best of me. I spewed out insult after insult. Once I was done, I looked up to Cameron only to see that he was grinning.
"What's so funny?" I spat out, rather lethally. I clenched my fists.
"You're cute when you're mad." I unclenched my fists, let out a battle cry and attacked.
After a few moments, I fell back onto a two-seater couch. Cameron began laughing at me, so I yanked his hand and caused for him to fall on top of me.
My eyes found his and they locked, both screaming the same thing. Just like that, the atmosphere changed. My eyes peered into his and I felt as if I was on fire. The angry atmosphere disappeared as I recognized the hunger I had to feel his touch. The hunger he had to feel mine. He quickly pulled out the elastic of my ponytail, his fingers weaving throughout my hair.
My heart began to race and I started breathing heavily. He leaned in and closed his eyes. After a moment's worth of hesitation, I did too. That was when our lips connected. I felt my insides melt as Cameron sunk further into my body. Just as our bodies connected, I felt the friction and the heat. There was nothing slow or steady about the kiss. It was needy and restless.
The passion was undeniable. His arms encircled my waist.
I ran my hand through his hair. All I could hear were the sounds of our lips connecting, over and over again. I lost count of the time after the second time our lips connected. I let out a small moan while our lips were connected and I heard one from Cameron in return.
My hands wandered over to the hemline of Cameron's shirt. After no hesitation whatsoever, I pulled it up and over his head. I ran a hand over his sculpted body just as Cameron began sucking on my neck. I moaned loudly.
I faintly recall Cameron calling me baby as he lay kissed on my neck but I was too drunk in him to focus. Instead, I moaned in return. I didn't know what to feel of the word 'baby.' All I could think about was Cameron's body on mine. Cameron's lips on mine. Cameron's hand on mine. All I could think about was us. Us. Could there be an us? Soon, my shirt was pulled over my head as well, revealing my white lace bra. He admired it for a moment before kissing the top of my breasts.
"Do you have any idea how crazy you make me?" His lips hovered over my ear as he whispered. Cameron then began kissing my ear, trailing down my neck.
Clearly not.
His lips returned to meet mine and the frenzy continued. I felt his hand creep up my back. Just as he started to undo the clasp of my bra, the doorbell rang. Our frantic eyes connected and in that moment, we both knew that we didn't want to get caught. Whatever we are right now, it's private. Cameron quickly got off of me. I got up myself and pulled on my shirt, which had currently been situated on the ground. Looking at him, I broke the silence.
"This was a mistake." Cameron's expression dropped. I ran to the door closest to the living room, which happened to be the bathroom.
After a minute or so, I heard Cameron open the door. I also heard a girl's cheery voice echo through the voice. A bitter feeling overtook me. Instead of exiting the bathroom like I was intending to, I decided to wait and see what would happen.
"Hey baby. Why didn't you stay over last night?" The girl had a perky voice. I don't even know what she looks like and I already hate her.
I don't remember Cameron's response. All I could hear was the blood pounding in my ears and all I could feel was the dryness of my mouth. Swinging the door open, I ran. I didn't look towards Cameron at all; my vision was dead-set on the exit.
Only after I got home did I stop running. After shutting the door, I sat down, leaning against the frame. I buried my head into my lap and sobbed.
What I couldn't understand was why Cameron sleeping another girl hurt so much.
After all, it had been a mistake.
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So sorry for the long wait, guys.
-It was probably nothing, but to me, it felt like the world-
I find that this quote fits in perfectly with this chapter. Anyhow, I'd like to apologize for the short chapter.
Xx Britain xX
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