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LUCAS’S POV.
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I got home late because I had to stay behind with Ben for the basketball practice, I was made the captain, our school was teaming against Daylight high school.
I missed Camilla so much that I had to hurry my steps through the staircase and met her sleeping on the bed in my room with a book on her chest.
I dropped my bag on the floor and walked closer to her when I saw a bottle of wine and a glass cup on the chest.
‘Is she drinking or what?’ I thought removing the book from her chest and glanced through it.
It was a diary, so I closed it and kept it on the draw, I didn’t want to trespass into her privacy unless she allows me herself.
I grabbed the bottle of wine and gazed at the content to make sure it wasn’t alcoholic and who the fuck even gave her one when there was fruit juice.
I didn’t want her to drink, I wanted her safe and healthy.
I glanced at her sleeping state with her mouth slightly parted tempting me to kiss her this moment.
‘How the hell, did she almost finish up this bottle of wine? Fine, the alcoholic content wasn’t much but she drinking much would make her tipsy,’ I thought dropping the bottle back to its position.
I moved closer to her and raised her leg which was on the floor and tried to lay her in a better position to sleep.
‘She’ll have to give me answers for drinking this much and who showed her the way to the barroom,’
She rolled to the side of the bed when I tried to cover her with the duvet. I climbed on the bed trying to cover her body with the duvet but she shifted further making me wonder if she was asleep.
“Camilla, are you awake?” I asked in a low voice grabbing her upper arm while she muttered incoherently and tried to move away from me again but my grip on her became tighter and her eyes flung open.
“Ouch!” She groaned staring at me in a daze.
“I’m sorry, are you okay?” I asked worriedly blaming myself for holding her that way.
“You’re sorry?” She asked trying to sit down on the bed as she gazed at me.
“Yeah!” I said in a tune of “Is there anything wrong with that”.
“OMG! I can’t believe it!” She giggled staring at me like a little kid.
“Why can’t you?” I asked and she pouted at me, moving closer to me.
She raised her hands and surprisingly held my cheeks, she was trying to pull them but I’m not someone who hand puffy cheeks.
“Camilla!” I groaned out frustratedly when she wasn’t letting go of my cheeks that she barely pulled.
I rolled my eyes and held her both hands stopping her as she giggled lightly again.
“I’m just surprised someone so hot and handsome told me a sorry,” she pouted at me.
“So you mean I’m handsome?” I smirked moving closer to her, while she nodded like a kid who accepted what one was saying.
“Yeah, but my bully is more handsome than you,” she sputtered out making me so confused, what was she talking about.
“Your bully?” I asked amusedly and she nodded biting her lips while my gaze flickered to her lips.
“Yeah!” She said glancing around like she didn’t want anyone to hear about her conversation.
“He’s so hot, sexy…” Her eyes widened as she clamped her hands over her mouth and came closer to me.
“Please, don’t tell him I said he’s sexy!” She requested with a full blush furiously invading her cheeks. Then it dawn on me it was the alcohol working in her.
She was drunk from that wine, she just had and damn she’s so freaking cute in this childish behavior of hers.
“Why?” I asked trying my possible best not to laugh, this was funny. She had no idea I’m the one bully she’s talking about, I’m sure going to tease her by the time her head is clear.
“No! Don’t tell him anything, please, pretty please, you won’t tell him I said that word about him, right?” she begged with puppy eyes and I nodded.
“I won’t!” I chuckled sitting comfortably beside her on the bed.
“So, tell me about this bully of yours,” I said wanting to know what she thought about me or what she wanted to say about me.
“He’s a psycho!” She scoffed and my lungs squeezed as I cough lightly.
“Are you okay?” She said patting my back slowly and I felt my body responded intensely to her touch.
“Yeah, just that you said your bully was a psycho,” I said gazing at her and she smiled lightly.
“All bullies are psychopaths,” she pouted sitting on the bed with her legs crossed.
“I mean why bully someone weak and derive joy from it, it doesn’t make sense,” she said playing with her fingers.
I nodded in affirmation to what she said, it was sure sick to bully or embarrass someone weak. She was right and felt a heavy pang in my heart, I regretted my actions towards her.
“I kinda liked him,” She said sheepishly glancing at me before she diverted her gaze.
“You do?” I asked as a wave of relief hit through me, I know she forgave me but sometimes I think she still feels like getting away from me.
“Don’t tell him what we’re talking about,” She pouted and I nodded smiling crazily at her, this wine she had surely affected her, what if she took something stronger than this?
“I liked him from the first day I set eyes on him in school, I use to think he was the cutest boy I’ve ever seen but I was heartbroken when he developed some kind of hatred for me,” she sadly and guilt rushed down my entire system.
Fuck! She liked me from the very day, but I was so stupid to vex out my anger on her because she had the same facial looks like my deceased cousin.
“I guessed he’s sorry now!” I cracked out.
“Yeah! He is and he has changed, I wish he was such a sweet boy when we first met instead, sometimes I just feel like slapping him,” She giggled.
“Slap him?” I asked with an amused look.
“Yeah! Like this,” She said, before I could process what was happening I felt a sting on my face.
“Wh-What was that for?” I asked shockingly, for freaking sake she just slapped me.
“Oops, my bad! I was just demonstrating how I wanted to slap my bully for you,” she pouted.
‘She’s unbelievable,’ I thought still recovering from the impromptu slap she gave me.
“Then you had to experiment on me,” I chuckled in bewilderment.
“Yeah!” She rolled her eyes and slumped on the bed.
“We’re friends, right?” She asked and I smiled moving closer to her.
“We’re more than friends,” I said taking her right hand and kissed the top of it.
I was expecting her to ask more about what I said but I heard her light snores and slightly heaving chest that rose and fell at a sensual rate.
I moved closer to her gazing at her beautiful and innocent face.
I tugged some strands of loose hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead before tugging her under the duvet I wanted to use and cover her before she started her little show.
I can’t wait to see the look on her face by the time she remembered all that she said.
I stood up from the bed, taking the bottle of wine and glass cup along with me, and made my way out of the room.
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9 hours later,
CAMILLA POV.
“Hmmm!” I groaned lowly feeling my head pounding lightly.
“Aaaahh!” I yawned stretching myself on the bed. I opened my eyes slowly and glanced by my side, Lucas wasn’t there.
I checked the alarm and saw it was 7:15 a. m.
‘He must be on his way to school,’ I thought spreading my legs and hands like a starfish on the bed as I stared at the captivating ceiling with a painting of a sky.
“You’re awake!” A deep voice startled my thoughts, I sprang up immediately only to see Lucas standing in front of me with a white towel barely holding his waist, his hair was damp as the water dropped on his faced down to his chest.
I gulped in involuntarily as I stared at his good sculpture chest and the muscles were forming a bit bigger every day.
“Yo-You haven’t gone to school?” I stuttered gawking at his V-line from his lower abdomen.
“You like what you see?” He asked making me dragging my gaze from his body to his face.
‘Gosh! Why does he have to look so hot every fucking day?’ I asked myself as I couldn’t help but bite my lower lips.
“No!” I said but we both knew it was a lie, he has been mentally teasing me.
I stood up from the bed, planning on running to the bathroom to stay away from him.
I brushed past him but he gripped my arm as he pulled me back to his wet chest.
I nearly screamed thinking his towel was about to fall off his waist, I wasn’t ready to see anything below him now.
“It’s not falling off my waist, shy little sparrow,” He mocked with a chuckle, I slowly looked at his green orbs as I glared at him.
“And even though it does, he’s all yours, so you can see him,” He smirked while I gaped speechlessly at him.
“Lucas!” I called out his name lowly with a glare.
‘Does he ever get embarrassed at all?’ I thought.
“Well, he’s dying to meet you?” He pouted winking at me as I felt my cheeks heat up.
“Stop!” I whined as he wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to his body with my head resting on his hard chest.
“Why did you drink yesterday?” He asked his voice was calm but it sounded like he was annoyed with that.
“Uhm! Nothing… I just felt like drinking something,” I lied.
“Who showed you to the barroom?” He asked and my heart raced, I didn’t want to put Veera in any trouble, it was my own decision.
“No one did, I found the place myself,” I said with my head on his chest trying to remove any hint of how he was going to detect my lie.
“C’mon little sparrow, you’re lying,” He said moving away from me slightly as he placed his fingers below my chin and raised it so our eyes could meet.
“I-I went there myself,” I lied, I didn’t want to Veera lose her job, I don’t know if Lucas might end up my firing her and I don’t want that.
“I don’t want you to get drunk,” He said sternly while I arched a brow at him questioningly.
“Why?” I asked him.
“Because you were behaving all cute yesterday,” He laughed while I pondered on what he was saying.
“Cute?” I asked, trying to revive the memories of yesterday which were hidden far away in my head.
“Don’t
“Yeah, don’t you remember?” He pouted that cocky lips of his.
“No, I don’t,” I said while he chuckled and sucked his bottom lip.
He smirked and leaned closer to me that I felt his hot breath fan the side of my neck, while he trailed his nose by the side of jawline up to my left ear, he bite gently on the earlobe making me shiver in his hold.
“You don’t remember telling me you liked me and I’m sexy?” He asked in a seducing voice as my eyes widened.
‘OMG! I was saying some things when he woke me up, I must have stupidly said that to him,’ I thought and racked my brain if I didn’t tell him I went my place too.
I tried to push him away as my cheeks reddened but he gripped my waist tightly and I squealed when he pressed my cheek ass and spanked me.
“Lucas! You’re going to school,” I reminded him with a glare.
“How about I skip school today,” He said while I gawked unbelievable at him.
“N-No! You’re not ski–”
I yelped when he carried me and my legs wrapped securely around his waist, my back hit the soft bed as he hovered on me.
I tried to swallow the lumps in my throat but he slammed his lips on mine as a satisfying moan escaped my lips while my fingers found their way to his damp tousled hair and raked through it.