Living With Him Episode 7

{The Bad Boy Wants Me}🔞

✍🏽CHAPTER SEVEN✍🏽

🥰Camilla’s Pov🥰

    The football team spends their recess period in the pitch practicing before heading towards the locker room. Being the star quarter back, I knew he would be there though I wasn’t sure if he was practicing or not. I was prepared to wait because I’m boiling in anger right now. My face stung from the slap that girl gave me and Dylan was gonna be at the receiving end of my anger. I knew I had screamed at him this morning but that was before “this” happened. I rushed to the locker room, as I suspected they were probably still practicing, I took a seat near the showers waiting for them to get back.

Then, it hit me that while I was clouded with my anger of killing Dylan, it skipped my mind that he would not be the only one coming in. It would almost a dozen hot football guys. Before I could fix the terrible choice I had just made, the door burst open and they rushed in. A few of them noticed I was there, one of them stopped dead in his tracks, checking me out.

“Whose chick is this?” He asked, with a full smirk plastered on his face. I got up and moved back as the rest of them trailed their eyes on my body.

“Dylan.” I stuttered needing saving.

I thought he didn’t hear me and I was doomed, seconds later he emerged from the rest of them. He moved in front of me shirtless, standing face to face with his teammates. I gulped in admiration at his bare back, it was gorgeous.

“Stay away.” He gritted his teeth, they all moved back immediately.

“She’s sexy though.” I heard one of them comment, they moved towards the shower, taking their shirts off. I moved my eyes away deciding to focus on Dylan, it was much worse, my eyes were glued on his abs, and I gulped again unable to look away.

“Are you gonna say something or stare all day?” His comment snapped me out of my trance. I shifted my view upwards until I was faced with him.

His face was glistening with sweat, it trailed to his neck and his whole body, and I almost forgot why I was here. Almost.

I put up the coldest look I could muster.

“Tell your girlfriend you and I aren’t a thing because the next time she even dares to touch me, I’ll retaliate.” I spat out, my voice hard and commanding.

“What girlfriend?” He retorted. He feigned denial making me even more furious.

“Because of your little stunt, Kyle and I are having problems and your s8ick girlfriend dared to slap me.” My tone clearly showed how annoyed I was at this moment.

His face showed confusion and then he smirked.

“About Kyle, I can’t really say I feel bad, I don’t want you dating anyone.” His words rang in my ear, I flared up.

“You’ve lost it haven’t you?” I asked in anger.

“Nope.” He replied popping the “P”

“And about the other part like I said, I don’t have one, relationships are for sick losers, you don’t look like one so you should be happy that yours is about to end.

“Firstly, I think you really are crazy. Secondly, my relationship with Kyle isn’t ending any time soon because we will definitely sort ourselves out. Thirdly, if she isn’t your girlfriend then why would she and her minions tell me to stay away from you when there’s nothing going on and she wouldn’t be suspicious if you hadn’t done your stupid stunt.” I finished folding my hands.

“Wait, girl and her minions? Lemme guess, blonde hair, too much make up, bitchy?” He asked, I nodded because he described her perfectly. He started to laugh as I watched in annoyance.

“Pay no attention to Paula, she’s no one.”

“Let me guess, you hooked up with her countless times and she proclaimed yourself her girlfriend.” He smirked and I knew I was right.

“Idiot.” I cursed.

“Tell her she can have you all to herself, I don’t really give a fuck. I don’t want you, I need to go talk to Kyle, and I’m out of here.” I turned around to walk away, he pulled me back, pinning my hands above the wall.

“But I want you.” He whispered huskily, his breathe fanned my neck, making me shiver…….