A/N- I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THE LAST CHAPTER, THANKS FOR REVIEWING. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS CHAPTER!
Cammie's POV
I was on my bed, listening to my dad shout curse words from his room. I had heard a few things smash too. I was beginning to worry about being in the house when he is like this. My eyes pricking with tears and didn't know how I was ever going to face Liz again. I needed to get out of the house. I needed to talk to someone. I thought about calling Grace, but decided against both her and Emily, sense I really wanted to talk to someone in person. Liz was defiantly off the list and that left me Bex and Macey. I picked up my phone and dialled Bex's number. It went straight to voice mail. I didn't leave her a message; I didn't want her to call back. I stared at my screen for a meant before pressing the call button again.
"Hello?" Macey voice was being drowned out by loud music.
"Macey?" I said loudly so she could hear me.
"Cammie?"
"Yeah,"
"Um, hold on a sec, I can't hear you very well." She stopped talking and I heard the music start to fade as she changed rooms. "Better?" she asked.
"Much," I said shyly
"What is it?" she asked sounding a little impatient and I immediately wished I hadn't called.
"Well, I was just wondering if we could… um… meet up?" I stumbled through the sentence like I was walking on egg shells. I took a deep breath as she was silent on the other end of the phone.
"See, Cammie, I'm kinda at a party right now and well, it's just getting started…" to my surprise she actually sounded sorry.
"Oh, yeah, I get it… um later?" I asked not really intending to talk to her about this ever again. She was silent again and I heard a muffled voice in the background.
"Actually, why don't you come over? I mean it's only a few blocks away. I know that Eric wouldn't mind," she was spilling this all out at top speed and I was trying to process it all. Go to a party? Now? What should I wear?
"Um, sure." I said without thinking.
"Cool,"
45 minutes later I was stood in front of a huge house with a massive front lawn that was filled with people; they all looked like they were from collage. Macey had given me directions to the house and what dress code I should follow. I had sent her a pic of me in a small black dress with black lace-up boots that I had picked up from some vintage store with Grace. My hair was down and wavy, I wore a white leather jacket and bright red lipstick (which Macey had insisted upon). My fists were clenched and sweaty; I had never been to party with this many people I didn't know. In fact I was pretty sure the only person I knew her was Macey. I took a deep breath and headed into the house.
The music was blasting and there were even more people inside than out. There was a huge bar, especially sense this was meant to be house. I looked around someone I might know, but just came face to face with some guy. He looked like he was defiantly in collage. He had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes.
"Hey," he said smiling at me. I smiled back, blushing a bit. At that moment I forgot all about the argument I had overheard at home only a few hours ago.
"Hi," I said softly. He was tall and I thanked Macey for making sure that I had heals on. I had done my eyes smoky and put on some extra-volumizing mascara. Macey had talked me through it all.
"You with anyone?" he asked, not removing his eyes from mine.
"Um, no?" I said more like a question and he smiled brightly again.
"Cool, can I get you a drink?" I thought about this for a moment, but then decided the last thing I needed was to get drunk and be able to drive home.
"No thanks," I said awkwardly looking away. He sounded a bit disappointed.
"Oh," he paused and looked about. Suddenly turned to Dance with me tonight by Olly Murs. I smiled and laughed. He looked at me and smiled.
"Ha! I love this song!" I shouted as the song began to start.
"Want to dance?" he said raising an eye brow and holding out his hand. I paused for a minute. Should I? Wasn't I dating Matt? Would a dance mean anything? I suddenly took his hand and started to pull him onto the dance floor. At first I was shy, just smiling slightly and swaying back and forth, then I started to swing my hips to the song once the chorus started to kick and he spun me around and pulled me close to him my back was pressed against his chest and I could feel his muscles though his thin white T-shirt. He was holding my left hand with his right and it crossed over my stomach. I smiled as leaned my head back and saw him looking down at me. His eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth tuned up. He twirled me around and pulled me back in again. I put my hand on his chest and pushed him back a bit so I could have more room to move. I was bending my knees slightly to the rhythm of the music and swishing hair around lightly. For moment he stopped dance and just watched me. I began to feel self-conscious again and slowed down.
"What?" I asked hesitantly. He just smirked at me and for a moment I saw Zach stood there in front of me.
"Nothing." He said as he stepped back in and picked me and spun me around. I giggled and looked down at him. I could feel people eyes on us now. My arms were around his neck. The song stopped and he lowered me to the floor. We were both breathing slightly heavily.
"What's your name?" he asked and I suddenly didn't want him to know. I was about to give him a fake one when Macey came up behind me
"Cammie, there you are. I've been looking for you everywhere." She said then her eyes landed on the guy I had just danced with and she looked startled for a moment, her eyes wide as she looked from me to him. "Sorry, am I interrupting?" she had mischievous smile on her face as her gaze settled upon his chest. He was smirking at her, but I could tell he was a little annoyed that she had indeed interrupted. Someone called her name and she started to back away again. She was wearing a red leather dress that looked really uncomfortable and expensive. It was strapless and very, very short. She had little to no makeup on, but her lips were black and her lashes were heavy with mascara. She disappeared back into the crowd.
I looked back at the guy. And answered his question even though he now knew what my name was.
"Cammie, my name is Cammie."
"Nice to meet you Cammie, I'm Andy." I smiled.
"Nice to meet you too." I said. It was getting hot and I needed to get my jacket off. I slipped it off revealing my shoulders. My dress had tiny spaghetti straps. I tossed the jacket onto an empty chair a few feet away.
"Hot." He mumbled and looked me up and down. I blushed.
"Excuse me?" I asked slightly taken aback.
"Hot, in here." he said shifting his gaze to my eyes again.
"Oh, yeah, it is." another song started playing, Nasty by Pixie Lott. He smiled at me.
"I love this song." He said.
"Really?" I asked
"Not really, I just want to dance with you again." He held out his hand again and I felt my checks go pink again. This time he grabbed my hand dragged me onto the dance floor. It didn't take me as long this time to get into the song. I started to shake my hips again.
Come on, I just do it, uh
I do it, uh
I do 'til you're good and tired
I was sitting all alone yeah
A lot on my mind
I felt a tap on my shoulder
And I rolled my eyes
I wasn't in the mood for another man telling me lies
But how can a girl say "No" when you flash that sexy smile?
And you say
Wanna see you get nasty
Wanna see you shake it down babe
Hey, hey
N-A-S-T-Y, you're nasty
But baby I don't mind
I love the way you're talking nasty
You know you're just my type (boy you're just so nasty)
N-A-S-T-Y, you're nasty
But baby I don't mind
I love the way you're talking nasty
You know you're just my type
In the middle of the floor yeah
I just don't care
Take my body so low now
The crowd stops and stares
Let 'em say what they want but I'm feelin' it and it's for you baby
Tell me how can a girl say "No" when you're calling out to me?
And you say
Wanna see you get nasty
Wanna see you shake it down babe
Hey, hey
N-A-S-T-Y, you're nasty
But baby I don't mind
I love the way you're talking nasty
You know you're just my type (boy you're just so nasty)
N-A-S-T-Y, you're nasty
But baby I don't mind
I love the way you're talking nasty
You know you're just my type
What's your fantasy? (ooh nasty nasty)
Tell them all to me (ooh nasty nasty)
Don't you be afraid (ooh nasty nasty)
Share your nasty secret baby yeah
Wanna see you get nasty
Wanna see you shake it down babe
Hey, hey
N-A-S-T-Y, you're nasty
(Boy you're just so nasty)
N-A-S-T-Y, you're nasty
But baby I don't mind
I love the way you're talking nasty
You know you're just my type (boy you're just so nasty)
N-A-S-T-Y, you're nasty
But baby I don't mind
I love the way you're talking nasty
Boy you're just so
When the song was over he had his hands around my hips. My head was tipped down and to the side, my cheek pressed against his shoulder. I turned around to look him in the eye. I was starting to think about Matt, but I hadn't really done anything… Had I?
"I should probably-" then he leaned down and kissed me. It wasn't like the kiss I had with Matt. I didn't push him away, I didn't say no at first, I just let him kiss me and I kissed him right on back. I barely knew this boy, he was older than me, and I knew I probably shouldn't but, it wasn't like I was going to see him again, and me and Matt weren't official. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled closer to me. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and I gave him entrance. His hands held my hips tightly, but didn't wander around and try to slide up my shirt or anything… not that you're wearing a shirt, Cammie, I thought to myself. When he pulled back I was smiling and he was smiling at me. After that we danced for few more songs, but we didn't kiss again until I said I had to go around 1 am.
"I should go," I said stepping back a bit.
"Are you sure? Do you want me to take you home?" he asked sadly. I was a bit surprised, by this.
"No that's okay; I haven't had anything to drink so I'll be fine." I smiled him
"Sure?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine."
"Okay," he lead down a kissed me soft on the lips then moved his mouth to my ear, the feel of his breath on my skin made me shiver "Can I have your number?"
"Um, actually, I felt my phone vibrate in my boot and I pulled it out to read the text. It was my Grace, Hey I need an update on this whole Romeo and Juliet thing u have going on, y haven't u been answering my calls? Anyway talk to you soon! –G xxx
Missed calls? I don't have any- 10 missed calls from Gracie
"Sorry I should go." I turned and left rushing out of the house, surprised the party wasn't slowing down yet, but this thing would probably go on till 5 in the morning. I jumped in my car head home. I had butterflies in my stomach. I turned on the radio and on came Dance with me tonight. I giggled remembering the way he had held out his hand to me. Then I turned up the volume and sang to it at the top of my voice, pushing away the thoughts of my dad and Liz's mom and Liz herself, even Matt and Zach for a little while longer.
A/N- SO WHAT DO YOU THINK? I REALLY LIKED THIS CHAPTER, BUT PLEASE GIVE ME FEED BACK! WHAT DO YOU THINK OF CAMMIE'S SLIGHTLY WILD SIDE? WHAT DID YOU THINK OF ANDY? I JUST THREW HIM IN THERE FOR FUN, BUT…
SPOILER: CAMMIE LEFT HER JACKET AT THE PARTY…
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