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𝘇𝗮𝘆𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗸 | 𝟮
𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙤...
camille pressed her palm against my bare chest as she bites her lip, seductively. the bedroom was dimly lit and the bass from the music downstairs could be felt through the walls and floors. i ran my hand down her dirty blonde hair, trying to fix the mess i'd made just moments earlier.
"thank you," she said softly, her eyes flickering up to mine.
"of course." i replied back, letting my hands drop back down into my lap. when i looked at her, my heart beat a little faster. "you're so beautiful, camille."
as she opened her mouth to say something, her purse that was laying on the very end of the mattress started to vibrate. we both glanced at it.
"just ignore it." she told me, waving it off casually as she started to button up her see-through blouse.
i nodded my head and exhaled deeply, trying to prepare myself for what i was about to ask her in the next five seconds. this last year of high school, we'd gotten closer than ever before. to the point where i'd grown strong feelings for the girl and i was more than positive she felt the same way.
i was going to ask camille to be my girlfriend. i didn't just want the label— i wanted everything that came with it, as well.
"camille-" i was about to say before the phone in her purse began to vibrate even more, as if someone was spamming her with messages.
she giggled, almost nervously. "stupid thing. just leave it."
i shook my head. "it's fine, i'll just get it for you."
as i moved closer to her bag, camille grabbed my arm and said, "no, just ignore it!"
"what if it's an emergency?" i asked.
when i grabbed her slim cellphone, she dropped her grip from my left arm and sat back against the bed frame, anxiously and watched me. i furrowed my eyebrows when i came to view with her lock screen. multiple text messages were from casper, one of our very close friends.
the more i read each one, the more i began to feel sick to my stomach. not only was camille sleeping with someone else, she was sleeping with one of my best friends. everything i thought i had been so sure about was wrong.
that explained why she didn't want me to see her phone, to ignore it. it's like she was expecting these messages.
my throat began to tighten as my eyes watered. i tossed her phone in the space between us and, quickly, rushed off the bed. camille came after me and said, "wait, don't leave."
i shook my head. "n-no." i wasn't going to allow myself to cry, especially not in front of her.
"i can explain."
"don't." i snapped. "i'm leaving."
she scrambled off the bed and ran in front of the door, blocking the knob with her body. i sighed in annoyance and rolled my eyes. "please." she pleaded. "it's not what you think, zayn."
i couldn't help but scoff. "how could you possibly explain why casper wants to fuck you so badly?"
camille bit her lip. "uh, um...."
"exactly."
gently, i pulled her away from the door and made a beeline down the narrow staircase. at the bottom was all of our friends, with drinks in each of their hands as they conversed and laughed together. when they saw me, they all called at me.
"zayn!" cristina exclaimed, holding up her beer. "come chill with us, i feel like i haven't seen you all night."
at the same time, camille yelled my name from the top of the staircase, which made all of them glance at her and back to me. i shook my head, ignoring her calls. "i'm leaving."
mac seemed to put two and two together as he looked between camille and i. "you good, man?" he seemed to be the only one who may have noticed.
"nah." i replied, truthfully. "i need to go."
rocky frowned as she pouted her dark lips. "the night's just starting, though." it was her dumb party that camille begged me to come to and i was beginning regret saying yes, now.
the last thing i said to them is, "sorry." before i walked out of the front door and slammed it shut behind me.
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