Living With Him Episode 8

🧘🏽‍♀️Living With Him🧘🏽

🔞{The Bad Boy Wants Me}🔞

✍🏽CHAPTER EIGHT✍🏽

🥰Camilla’s Pov🥰

   I couldn’t say that our current position wasn’t getting me aroused, if I did I would definitely be lying, his eyes were fixated on mine, I tried to look away but I just couldn’t. It was like my eyes had a mind of their own and they ended up moving back to meet his, I was getting lost in them until I heard whistles. I turned back to see most of the guys from the football team staring at us, then I heard a shutter sound.

Just then, I noticed most of them giggling, one had a phone on his hand and the rest of them were staring at it, it made me realize they took a picture of us.

“This is definitely gonna go viral.” He says, I get out from his grip in fright.

“Delete that please.” I plead, hoping they listen to me because if they don’t, I can kiss my relationship goodbye.

“Hey could you send it to me before you upload it, I need a personal copy” Dylan said surprisingly.

“You asshole, tell them to delete it.” I commanded, facing him.

“Why, I probably look amazing and I’m sure you do too so why are you making such a big fuss about it.” He said, raising his brows.

“Because I have a boyfriend who I’m already having problems with and that picture is gonna double it.” I raised my arms dramatically. He only shrugged acting like it was nothing.

“I still don’t see how this isn’t good news.” My hands went flying, nearly slapping him. I brought them down knowing it wouldn’t helped the situation I’m in, it would only fuel it more.

“Please” I literally begged, putting on my best puppy dog eyes.

“Alright, I’ll tell them to delete it. You and I both know your relationship won’t last with or without that picture.”

“Thank you.” I responded with a grin.

“But….” He started, I rolled my eyes. I should’ve known he’ll want something in return.

“What do you want?” I ask, knowing I wouldn’t want to know the answer.

“I’ll tell you later at home, you can go. They’ll delete it you have my word.”

“Wow, I feel so happy. Your word means a lot.” I said sarcastically.

“They’ll delete it.” He responded, I sighed before giving one last look of uncertainty and walked away. I checked my phone, I had a little spare time before recess is over and I had to use it to talk to Kyle, I can’t stand us like this. I knew he might be at his locker or his next class early, I checked his locker, he wasn’t there, and I proceeded to checking his next class. I clicked the door open with a smile, I sighted him at the far end of the class but what I saw next, made the smile drain from my face. Kyle and some girls were giggling as she smiled at his seductively. I scoffed in anger, turned away and ran out of the classroom unsure if he saw me or not. We barely argued for a day and he’s already with someone else. Dylan was probably right.

I spent the rest of the day focusing only on my studies. Occasionally, my mind would try and figure out who that girl was because she seemed awfully familiar and also what Dylan said about me owing him one, I could only think about the perverted things he might ask me to do. The last bell was rung and it suddenly hit me that I had detention today. I sent a text to Dylan telling him to go on without me and not bother waiting for me. With a slight groan, I made my way to detention.

Detention was a mixture of annoyance, craziness and funny. I saw some of Dylan’s football mates and we talked a little. I got to the parking lot ready to exit the school when I noticed Dylan on his phone and bike. I walked towards him with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

I walked to him, he raised his head finally noticing my presence.

“You waited?” I asked in a surprised tone.

“My parents would kill me if I left you alone.” He replied shrugging, I scoffed nearly slapping myself for thinking he actually cared.

“So what do you want?”

“I’ll tell you when we get home, get on”

“No Dylan, I wanna prepare myself so tell me.” I commanded folding my hands. His hands went through his hair and he looked nervous.
“Well, I wanted to ask you if you would be my plus one to this dinner party my parents are hosting, it’s gonna be boring and I was thinking with you it’ll make it better.” I was speechless at his offer, I couldn’t even form a reply……