Him or Him

Chapter 18- Brass Knuckles And Kisses

"Why are you going there?" Cole asked from his place in the driver's seat.

"I've told you over and over again; I'm going to get my phone case." I said, putting my phone off.

"Well, why can't you just get a new one?"

"I don't know, okay." I groaned.

Cole frowned, "Well...why is she going with you?"

"She can here you." Camryn pointed out, eyeing Cole from her place in shotgun.

"She has nothing else to do with her life...no offense." I said as Cole parked in front of the Butler Manor.

"Camilla!" Kelsea gasped over dramatically before rushing over to hug my legs.

"Hey, gorgeous." I greeted, ruffling her hair.

"What's your name, little girl?" Cole asked bending down so he was eye level with Kelsea.

"Kelsea but people I like get to call me Kelly." She eyed my brother before deciding, "You can call me Kelsea."

"Rude." Cole scoffed before turning around and going back into his car.

Kelsea ignored him and turned to stare at Camryn and Camryn stared right back at her with a blank facial expression, not blinking once.

"Kelsea?! Where are- oh. Hey, Camilla. Looking extra gorgeous today, Camryn." Dustin said, appearing out of nowhere.

Camryn ignored him and walked right into the house with me hot on her tail and Kelsea holding two of my fingers.

"-the fuck would you put this carpet there? It clashes horribly with these curtains! Look at this other one. See how the earthy color just brings everything together." As we walked in, we were greeted by the sight of Alec, Austin and Landon huddled around a huge, open dollhouse with three floors and twelve rooms - four on each floor.

"Why is this a thing?" Camryn asked, drawing the boys' attention away from their dollhouse.

"Oh, Camilla! Camryn! Wh-what's up?" They greeted, coming around to the front to hide their house.

"You do know that dollhouses are for little girls...right?" I pointed out, holding down a laugh.

They all scoffed, "Um, I'll have you know we can play with dollhouses like other girls-guys!"

"Mom, I swear I'm okay!" Steve - one of Daniel's friends - spoke into a phone as he marched out of the kitchen. "No, I'm not in a party. It's one in the fucking afternoon...I'm sorry." He mumbled the last part, looking down at his shoes.

Daniel walked out of the kitchen behind him and the moment his eyes met mine, I swear it was like a zoo of animals was unleashed in my belly.

"Where am I? Um..." He looked around frantically before his eyes landed on Daniel. "One moment." He said into the phone before thrusting it in Daniel's direction. "Speak to her!" He commanded.

"What? No!"

"Dude, please."

"Why me?"

"Cause she likes you."

"Ugh...fine! But I want five more bottles of that hot sauce." Daniel negotiated.

"One bottle." Steve countered.

"Five."

"Two."

"Five."

"Three."

"Five."

"Four."

"Five."

"Five."