SHAYLA'S P.O.V
It was finally their time to return to their house - & perhaps return to their original, planned routine as well.
After all, they all had indeed paid a visit here so that they could have peace & could have time to themselves ; & I doubted that they got any peace while their stay here.
My stomach twisted in a knot at the thought of not being able to see Mille & Cameron on a daily basis again - yes, they were still going to be in town, but, living together was just another thing.
Diana & Tracy had grown on each other & even thought Diana was still in town, Tracy shed a few tears. Max, Zeke & Baba were intensely discussing something and I was sure as hell not interested in prying. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bryan give Cameron & Mille a bear hug.
Even though Bryan towered over me by five inches, Cameron towered over him by
CAMERON'S P.O.VShifting back to our house & arranging most of the things in place had left me quite exhausted & famished. Moving even one limb looked like a massive task.
SHAYLA'S P.O.V"I can't believe it! He- you- you told him you would show him your paintings! You- I- sweet giblets!" Caira exclaimed in half-desperation, half-excitement as she made various hand gestures through the video call."Caira babe, I think it is time for my demise, at last." Easton mumbled dramatically, a hand over his heart. "Shayla has been bitten by the love bug!""Guys, will you stop?" I chuckled, flipping them off through the call. "It is just.. he has a writer's heart, you know? He gets me, somehow, and I.. just.. uh. You know."Easton & Caira gave me knowing grins and I shook my head. "Pft. Anyways, have you all noticed the thing going on between Wes & Bryan?""Oh yes, they are probably screwing each other's brains out." Eason mumbled, popping a peanut in his mouth.Caira sighed,"I think I would love to witness that."&nbs
CAMERON'S P.O.VBryan let me into the house - informing that Shayla was in her room - & that he was just stepping out to go to the office, or to Abhijeet's office. He greeted me & asked me to help myself to anything I needed.
SHAYLA'S P.O.VCameron returned the next day. And then the next. And the next too. And the next as well.
CAMERON'S P.O.VThe few strays of sunshine that peeked through the clouds warmed my skin, and the slightest breeze tousled the ends of Shayla's dark curls
SHAYLA'S P.O.VI quietly watched as the golden boy in front of me worried his bottom lip, his gaze lingering on me for too long, almost as if I was one of the stars he had spent countless nights admiring from afar. A small smile settled on my lips at his action.
CAMERON'S P.O.V"What are you even doing?
SHAYLA'S P.O.V"Woah, woah, woah, where are you going in such a hurry?" Bryan mumbled, as he set his cup of tea aside & I settled into the seat in front of him, shoving two biscuits into my mouth at record speed."Cameron left his wallet here yesternight. I am going to his house to return it." I replied, curving my fingers around his porcelain cup and pulling it towards me, washing down the biscuits with a huge gulp of tea."You are going out to return something to someone who left it here?" Bryan spoke in disbelief and I ran my hand through my hair for the last time, a shot of relief passing through me as I took a last glance at myself. Excellent."Yes. Come on, it's not that unbelievable," I spoke up, picking up my bag,"is it?"