Chapter 9 - What Heppened in Paris II

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"Stop this nonsense." I tried to walk away but she grabbed my arm and spun me around. "And you expect me to believe it." She smirked. "Please! We both know what's going on here." She used a mocking tone. "You're wasted. That's what's going on." I snapped as I freed myself from her hold and walked to the bathroom slamming its door shut.

'I hate her.'

-End Of Flashback-

"Have you seen my charger?" Cara asks as she paces around the room with her phone in her hand. "I think I saw it in the bathroom. Second drawer." She smiles before rushing to the bathroom. "Thanks!"

The room seems entirely Cara-ish. Messy to the bone. Couch filled with articles of clothing, mostly jackets. Paper scripts everywhere. It even smells like her.

"You've been here less than an hour and you know it better than I do." Cara giggles as she plugs her phone to the charger. "I happen to like tidiness unlike some British people in this room." I tease. "Oh.. Miss Americano!" She blinks a few times playfully as she slides under the covers beside me. "American neat!" We both giggle.

I cuddle her side and inhale deeply. Cara. This smell just screams Cara. She runs her fingers through my hair.
"Thanks for coming with me. I can actually sleep now." She smiles. "What do you mean?" She giggles and pecks me my lips sweetly. She lays facing me with her arms wrapped around my body.

"I never seem to sleep well without you." She blushes as she steals another kiss. "You're perfect." She mutters and brings me closer. "I love you." You're the definition of perfection and love.

"I love you too." I sigh as she intertwines our fingers. "Good night." "Good night." She gives me my goodnight kiss and we both let sleep take our tiredness away.

-Flashback-

Life was never the same after that night...

"You want a smoke?" I heard someone ask Cara as I made my way into our hotel room. "No.. I'm quitting." Cara responded. I felt a glorious feeling ignite in my heart. 'She listens to me.'

"Hi." I walked inside. "Hello." Annie muttered coldly. "I should get going already." She got up. It was pretty obvious she would have no intention of leaving had it not been for my presence. She walked liver to Cara and kissed her roughly.

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