Broken Walls *AU*// L.T.

53. Caught

Camilla P.O.V.

A loud ringing in my ear, makes me jump up in surprise; a loud sound being created when my body crashes onto the floor. I'm lying on the cold hard ground, a groan escaping my lips, my legs tangled in sheets.

These aren't my sheets.

My eyes widen and I look over my body in hopes I'm not naked. I sigh in relief that all of my clothes are on, but they reek of sweat and alcohol. Not to mention the heavy musk of smoke.

The walls around are a mint green, sort of calming in a way. I sit up and my eyes scan the floor, clothes littered along the carpet along with a book bag and a few empty water bottles.

The realization sets in and I start to breathe heavily, confusion and anger coming over. Before I can blink I'm standing up, straightening out my clothes and wiping at my eyes.

A slight humming comes from the hallway and my arms cross at the man who had just walked into the room.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I blurt out at him, and he jumps at surprise that I'm up already, ready to scream at him. His confused gaze turns into a smile as he walks towards me.

"What? I helped you last night. Here, have some Yorkshire." Louis's raspy tone speaks it all, thinking that what he did was right. He holds out the tea with an eyebrow raised and I shove it away.

"You didn't help me for shit! I can barely remember what happened last night, and you should have took me home if I had to leave the stupid party! I don't want your fucking tea!" I'm practically screaming at him and my eyes widen. "Shit, what time is it?"

"It's eleven. Why?" He shoves his phone back in his pocket and sets it back on the desk.

"Because I..." You can't tell him about the school yet. He'll freak out. "I have a thing alright. And I am extremely late because of you and your dumb parties!"

"Calm down."

" I can't calm down okay! This is my life that you just messed with! All I wanted to do was get Luke and leave, but then you sucked me in again. You do this every time something good comes in my life, you convince me to do something different and then it turns out bad and messes with something in my life. And I am done listening to you and your dumbs suggestions! Where's my phone?" I'm speaking quickly and he fishes the phone from his back pocket in shock and hands it to me. "If you were expecting a thank you you aren't going to get one."

"I honestly have no Idea what I did wrong-"

"It's what you didn't do! Just... I gotta go okay." I say before pushing past him and grabbing my keys off his beside table. "Explain everything to me later okay?"

"Sure do." He nods his head at me and I start to practically run down the stairs when he calls me.

"Yeah?"

"Come over around nine. Or be on the roof.. either one." He shrugs from his doorway, with a crooked smile. Why the fuck is he so happy?

"Sure whatever. Bye." His door slams closed behind me, and I rush over to the house next door, hoping my mother has left for work.

As soon as I get the key in the door lock, it's opened for me by a very disapproving and angry mother.

Shit.

• • •

As soon as my body was pulled into the house, her tightening clutch on my arms, she had pushed me up stairs into the bathroom and demanded I take a shower. Her exact words were, "Take a shower, you smell like a local street hobo and a worthless drunk. And that's not the daughter I know."