Camilla's POV
I made a mental note to apologize to Andrew tomorrow while drifting off to sleep. I was exhausted from all the shenanigans.
~Six AM~
I woke up with a really sore Vagina because of how I overused myself yesterday….. not that I have any plans of stopping because of a certain handsome and hot guy, who I can't get out of my mind.
Remembering that I was supposed to apologize to him. I checked the time to see it's Six thirty. Still quite early but I'd rather do it now than have an awkward encounter at the dining table like the other day.
Just thinking about him got me so hot and bothered. I am sure that I will be wet down there if I should check. But that's not the time now. I got up from my bed and exited my room to see that his door was a little bit ajar. Ohh, my God!! Does that mean he heard everything yesterday? I mean we still haven't talked about my panties being down my knee.
Taking a deep breath, I knocked on his door praying that he wouldn't answer so I have something to defend myself with but guess what…. He is standing by the door in all his glory staring at me. I gave him a once-over look to avoid drooling and embarrassing myself. I pushed past him to enter the room.
I have never been to his room and I must say it's really beautiful and manly….. if that's even a statement. I was looking around when my eyes caught his game collections. I rushed to the show glass to check them out when I heard his voice.
“Hey watch it, don't break the glass.” I scoff. What does he take me for? A poor lady who has never seen a show glass in her life!!!
After checking them out. I stood up from my crouching position to see that he was still staring at me. I smiled. “What? Why are you staring at me like that?”
“What do you want? Why are you in my room?” He asked in an exasperating tone. I see someone's still angry.
I scratched the back of my neck smiling sheepishly. “Well, I came to apologize for what I said yesterday. I shouldn't have said that and I have no rights whatsoever. I am sorry.”
He was still for some second just staring at me like he couldn't believe that I was apologizing. “You don't believe me?” I asked him
“No No, it's not that. You know what! It's fine.” He uttered while rushing to open the door for me. I looked at him confused
He gestures with his hand. “You are here to apologize, right? Well, apology accepted. Now can you leave?” I was hoping we could've some bonding time and maybe….. just maybe that would make me stop crushing on him. But he just keeps making me fall harder.
He snapped a finger in my face and that jolted me back to reality. He is still standing by the door waiting for me to leave.
“Sure, I'll leave now. Thank you for your forgiveness.” He smirked at me and my heart skipped a beat.
I rushed to my room, almost heating my head. I put my hand on the location of my heart to feel that it was still beating.
‘Andrew you won't be the death of me’
I decided to do my morning ritual so I could rid my mind of his thoughts so I got into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and took a well relaxing bath. I mean why not? It's not as if I am going anywhere. I still haven't decided what type of job I want so I will basically be indoors all day.
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I woke up abruptly because of a banging sound coming from somewhere. I looked around to see that I was still in the bathtub, I must have fallen asleep and I was already turning whiter. I quickly dried myself and was about to go out when the banging sound started again.
My intuition was telling me to stay still because what if? But I hope it's not what I am thinking. I opened the bathroom door slightly checking for any intruder but I found none and that's when I realized it was coming from my door and a voice that I think belongs to Nicholas, my stepdad is yelling my name while someone is talking about some spare key.
I better let them know I am fine before they bring down the house. I put on a bathrobe, headed to the door, and opened it before my mom could knock again. “Jesus Camilla, don't scare me like that! I thought something happened to you.” My mom hugged me.
I am just looking at them one after the other. Confused….. “What's going on? Why are you banging on my door?” I asked them.
“We thought something happened to you as we have been knocking for almost thirty minutes now after sending your brother to get you down for breakfast.” my stepdad explained.
“I was taking my bath but I fell asleep in the bathtub.” I told them.
Andrew scoff. Like he can't believe it. “Who falls asleep in a bathroom? If not the almighty Camilla.” His dad gave him a look and he shut it. Better, because his voice is already becoming annoying.
“You'll have nothing to worry about. I am fine, I'll just put on some clothes and meet you at the dining table.” I am still wondering why they exaggerated the matter like someone kidnapped me.
My mom looked at me one more before dragging her husband with her while Andrew A.K.A MR. BIGGEST ARSE HOLE ON THE PLANET IS STILL STANDING THERE, SMIRKING AT ME.
I just ignored him and went back inside my room when I heard him “please refrain from falling asleep again so we don't make a convoy to come looking for you.” I just rolled my eyes, he is too dramatic.
Camilla's POV I made sure to lock my door, then hit my bed not bothering to change, even though I slept all the way through California and I still need more sleep. My eyes droop and I let my body take over. Andrew's POV She left the dining table angrily and she didn't even turn when I was calling her. She's definitely angry. I rack my brain for something I said that made her angry but I couldn't come up with anything.I left the dining table and headed upstairs. Her room was my first stop, after knocking for five times and no response. I held onto the handle trying to open the door but it won't budge. It dawned on me that she locked it.I started struggling to force it but it's not working. “Camilla, Camilla.” The door jiggled from the pressure as I kept on yelling her name but no response.Maybe she's doing it on purpose, I know she can hear me.My ringing tone halted me from what I was doing. I checked and it was f****ng Brielle. Ohhh for the love of God. Can't she take a hint?
Camilla's POV We got to the airport and Andrew was telling me how he had planned a surprise for me but the artist guy ruined it.“Well, what is the surprise?” I asked him, to know if I can convince him to go back so we can do the surprise.“It doesn't matter now because we are going back home.” He tried to brush it off but I am not having it.“Just tell me, alright? If it's worth going back for, then we will go back and why didn't you tell me earlier?”He looked amused by my question, I don't get what's amusing about it. “If I had told you then it won't be a surprise anymore and we are not going back.”With the tone he said that— I know I can't convince him. “Alright, we are not going back but you have to tell me what it is.”He held the small of my back, pushing me to get inside the plane, a male attendant greeted us. And I turned to Andrew, looking at him in question.He dragged me to my seat, placing me in a cubicle that looks like a room but it's not. And that's when I noticed, th
Camilla's POV After what he said, the silence in the car was deafening and I could cut through it with a knife.The driver came back with the food, and handed it to Andrew through the divider. We started eating in silence. I focused on my food till I was done. I was also thankful that he didn't press more on the conversation.He also finished eating just in time for the driver to inform us that we've reached our destination. I looked down at my outfit and I just felt self conscious. “Do you need to change?” Andrew asked, as he was also eyeing my already squeezed outfit.“Yes, can you wait for me outside. You can come back in when I am done.” He nodded and stepped out of the car. I start doing light makeup while still pondering on what to wear.He opened the door again and handed me a set of clothes and shoes. I held it up to inspect it. It was a maroon dress, with a back open and a slit that runs up to my thighs. The shoe was also maroon and it fit.I changed into it asap, and stepp
Camilla's POV We settle down and buckle up just like the captain instructed, but what running through my head right now is when he referred to us as Mr and Mrs Reynolds. Andrew was still staring at me expecting me to say something. I didn't know what to feel or say to him, I mean on one hand mom's angry because I didn't tell her I was going anywhere and that's his fault. But on the other hand, he's apologizing and I can't stay angry at him.I always wonder why, and it hits me like a rock, my eyes growing the size of a saucer as realization dawns on me. I AM IN LOVE WITH ANDREW FREAKING REYNOLDS. ohhhh my goodness. “Here, let me help you.” His voice broke me out of my reverie, I looked up to see that he's offering me his hand.I took it and he helped me up, we moved to the door, he pressed some buttons and it started descending. We walked out of the plane and a car was waiting for us.I remember our luggage, and was about to ask Andrew for it but he beat me to it, “they will take ca
Andrew's POV I watched her as she drifted off to sleep, I smiled as my eyes trailed down to her lips. I inch closer and peck them a little. My little trouble maker.I finished my glass and poured another one while I played a game on my phone to kill time. Talking about time; we have been traveling for two hours now and Camilla is fast asleep.What amazes me with her is she doesn't even get tired of sleeping. I saw the attendant coming from my peripheral sight. I focused on my phone not wanting to have any discussion with her.“Sir, do you need anything?” I looked up to her, staring at her from head all the way to her neck before my eyes landed on her shirt that's unbuttoned down to her bra and her boobs were visible. She's wearing a black bra. She cleared her throat which got my attention.“What are you trying to do? Huh?” She starts fidgeting under my scrutinizing gaze, not being able to answer.“Trying to seduce me?” She licks her lips, casting a glance at Camilla's sleeping figur
Camilla's POV “What do you want to know?” His question came as a surprise because I thought he would lash out because of how silent he was.I turned to face him, tucking my legs under one another, “I don't know; anything you would want me to know.”He did just like I did, tucking his legs on one another, before he started talking. “My mother left when I was eight, it's been me and my dad all along, I still don't understand why she did —-,” he sigh and was silent for few seconds before he continues, “last I heard of her, she got married to her lover and that's like seven years ago.”“ That's where my lack of trust stems from because no one would love you for real but because of what you can offer them so I choose to use them just like they used me.” “My dad has been in and out of relationships but most of the women mostly want him for his money and not him. Your mom has been the only one who hasn't shown that trait.” His eyes were filled with tears as he blinked and bit hard on his l